Archive for June, 2008
…if you fail to see a problem (which i find hard to believe)
0Current Tunage: mewithoutYou – Leaf
“Gorgeosities”, sayeth me.
Today I’ve been thinking about the future, and by future I don’t mean the next month and the immensely vital time following it… but rather the more intangible, distant, cathartic-type future. My courses are booked for the coming school year, and with that done I’m thinking about the year after. Thinking about what I’d like to do with myself… thinking about more school or no more school, about the written word and law and speech and study… thinking about relocations, redefinitions, and rediscoveries.
Usually the sheer, staggering, limitless potential represented by the future does little but paralyse and/or smother my thinking. I think I need to spend some time, some prayer – getting used to this new future. I think I know what’s turned it from a dangerous unknown to a pleasant potential, too.
I’ll leave it at that for now – leave it at big words with few letters…
…bake me a pie
0Current Tunage: Casting Crowns – East to West
Probably the only really “CCM” artist that I truly enjoy, unequivocally.
Finished Francis Collins’ The Language of God. Really enjoyed the first half (very interesting stuff), and elements of the latter half. Didn’t agree with his conclusion (theistic evolution). Collins is definitely a scientist and not a theologian – Theistic Evolution just isn’t an option if you move beyond simply the first two chapters of Genesis and into the doctrines that are built out of it (ie. gender, marriage, death/sin, etc). As soon as we postulate a traditional evolutionary model, those doctrines (which I would contest are vital) collapse. Theistic Evolution (or “BioLogos” as he prefers to coin it) simply takes liberties that the biblical authors and figures (ie. Jesus and Paul for starters) don’t take.
(Challies has a good review of the book and the key problems with it here.)
My thoughts: The wildcard in the question of origins is twofold: Human fallibility and God’s ability to transcend the natural limits of the world he’s made.
Let me explain, though it may come off a little farfetched because, well, it is a little farfetched. Here goes: I don’t think Time is a constant. Some of this line of thinking I owe to studying Jacques Derrida earlier in the spring, but the point is this: I think time hasn’t always been progressing at a constant rate. In fact, if we measure time by earth’s revolutions around the sun, time actually IS progressively passing slower since earth’s revolutions around the sun are gradually taking longer (I believe we lose about 4 seconds a year at present). So, extrapolating this idea backwards, and injecting a little “God is God”… here’s my hypothesis: “Billions of years” (or at least the effects thereof) in six literal 24-hour days. How? Well, although time may be getting slower, it seems to me that human perception of it may still be a constant. This solves a few problems: the literal six-day young-earth God-made-it-all Bible-intact interpretation of Genesis gets by alright, and it explains the evolutionary phenomena we see (the stipulation being that the process happened much “faster” than previously thought – and yet at the same speed if that makes sense).
Admittedly, this is pretty makeshift, but it’s a start, and poses some really unique thought problems:
What if time isn’t, or hasn’t always been constant?
Big thoughts today. Enjoy.
…when i see myself whole (it makes me shiver)
1Current Tunage: mewithoutYou – Paper Hanger
From whence today’s blog title cometh.
I’m Schwenty-Fore. Grin.
However, I’ve been up since Stupid O’Clock again.
I’m listening to Beat Rabbi & Deepspace5′s “Deepspace5oul”. It’s making me shuck & jive.
Steph got me some great birthday presents. She is awesome.
Also, I am now a card-carrying adult. (inside joke?)
Below this post you will find my first music review since JANUARY. Yes, I have been swamped. Can ya blame me? Can ya?
In the meantime, Psalm 51 has been rending my heart lately, thanks in large part to Jon Foreman’s treatment of it on his Winter EP. Gah, so gorgeous.
Furthermore, here’s my quote of the day, from Francis Collins’ The Language of God:
The existence of the Big Bang begs the question of what came before that, and who or what was responsible. It certainly demonstrates the limits of science as no other phenomenon has done. The consequences of Big Bang theory for theology are profound. For faith traditions that describe the universe as having been created by God from nothingness (ex nihilo), this is an electrifying outcome. Does such an astonishing event as the Big Bang fit the definition of a miracle?
The sense of awe created by these realizations has caused more than a few agnostic scientists to sound downright theological. In God and the Astronomers, the astrophysicist Robert Jastrow wrote this final paragraph: “At this moment it seems as though science will never be able to raise the curtain on the mystery of creation. For the scientist who has lived by his faith in the power of reason, the story ends like a bad dream. He has scaled the mountains of ignorance; he is about to conquer the highest peak; as he pulls himself over the final rock, he is greeted by a band of theologians who have been sitting there for centuries.”
What a beautiful picture. I can just see them sitting there, with lengthy beards twirled in thoughtful, callused fingers (callused from studying sacred pages), and eyeing this strange geekish fellow up-and-down. In fact, I think I lol’d at this mental image.
More importantly, it reminds me of why I love philosophy & theology – ultimately everything else in life boils down to them: What we think about God, and what we think about the foundations of our existence (what are thoughts? what is reality? etc). Not to say science isn’t worth diligent study by any means, but rather to say that all disciplines are vitally necessary. Some must necessarily study medicine or science or language or what-have-you, and some others will study what undergirds all of the above: philosophy & theology.
On that note, it’s my birthday. Party time, baby. ^_^
(I am now in my “deep late early twenties”.)
…intra-venus
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Title: The IV Edition
Artist: Braille
Label: Syntax Records
Length: 17 Tracks / 58:02
It’s been a long road, driven by purpose / and I know, I know, I know that it’s worth it.
(from “Calculated Risk”)
I was first introduced to Brian Winchester a.k.a. “Braille” back in the hallowed days of the late nineties and early 2000′s – the days of the original mp3.com, 56k modems, and a noticeable explosion in quality positive, underground, Christian hip-hop. Many names that are now revered were first heard during that time, names like Mars Ill, Deepspace5, Tunnel Rats, and Grits. For me personally, I’ve always numbered Braille amidst those top-notch groups and artists.
It’s been a long time since then, and a lot has changed – not only in hip-hop, but in the music industry as a whole. However, even as the industry and the art forms involved in bringing music to the masses have changed and evolved, some things have remained constant. Braille is an example of this constancy and stability. The IV Edition, released in April on Syntax Records, is Braille’s 4th solo record. His past records, 1999′s Lifefirst: Half the Battle, 2004′s Shades of Gray, and 2006′s Box of Rhymes, are all textbook examples of positive hip-hop done right. Even better, sitting and listening through them from beginning (Lifefirst) to end (The IV) reveals what is perhaps the most secure and constant element of Braille’s work: Progress. Braille is dedicated to improving not only in his life, but in every facet of his music.
Practically, this manifests itself in many ways on The IV Edition; which in its name refers to four related ideas. First, the idea of an IV that distributes “musical medicine for social illnesses directly into the veins of society”. Second, the idea of “International Vision” – improving our global awareness and activity. Third, the idea of an “International Version” (referencing the international audience as well as the international crew involved in producing the record). Fourth, the number four (this is, after all, Braille’s fourth record). With IV, More than on any other outing (including his group work with Return to Sender, Acts29, and Lightheaded), Braille demonstrates an unapologetic commitment to pushing himself lyrically, stylistically, and even in terms of the kind of production he acquired for this record.
Let’s start with the music: Every beat on the record comes from a different producer, including such notables as Ohmega Watts, Marco Polo, DJ Spinna, and Kno. I’m always wary of records that have a multitude of producers (much less a record where every track has a different one), and for good cause: they tend to suffer incredibly from a lack of continuity of sound. There are times when The IV Edition falls prey to this, but for the most part it holds its own… in part I suspect due to the pedigree of the producers. Generally, the sound of the record is rather large: street beats, plenty of turntablism, tastefully implemented cuts that add to tracks rather than detracting, gobs of deep bass, etc. Overall, the sound is punctuated and diverse without being overbearing, and ultimately quite accessible. Musically, this is the hip-hop you throw on to chill to, to rock to, and maybe even to dance to just a little bit. Even better, this is the hip-hop you don’t mind sharing with your fam because it’s clean without being childish, fun without being absurd or unimportant, and most importantly challenging.
‘Lyricism don’t sell no more’, that’s what they say, but I just ignore it: I won’t forfeit…
(from “The IV”)
The challenge is in the lyrics. Braille has always been a talented lyricist, and has certainly taken things to another level with this disc – but, in being consistent with himself and his progression, Braille brings the same approach to textual content he always has. For those unfamiliar with Braille, that approach is to weave truth and insight and thoughts throughout what can only be described as the story of his life. Braille’s lyrics don’t read like a story though, it’s more that his way of presenting is very relatable and down to earth. Braille is a normal guy with a marriage, children, problems, failures, victories, and all the rest of it that we all live on the daily. This is a major feature of his writing – normal stuff, and it’s in this normal stuff and through it that he relays his observations from living, and the lessons he’s learned and wants to share. As a result, although he’s certainly underground, his lyrics aren’t overwhelmingly cerebral (you won’t have to bust out the dictionary or wikipedia to figure out what he’s talking about), but neither are they the banal testosterone frenzy we’d find on your typical radio rap single. For those who prefer tongue-twisting mind-bending wordplay in their hip-hop (and I’m admittedly in this camp most of the time), this isn’t really what you’ll find on The IV Edition, but that’s not to say that Braille is anything less than challenging. Part of what makes his lyrics connect and knock you over sometimes is precisely that they are so immediately relatable. This has always been a strength for Braille, and on this record it really shines. Particularly, it shines on The IV Edition because Braille has been through a lot lately, as since Box of Rhymes he’s both experienced the joy of becoming and being a father and the pain and struggle of losing one (Braille’s father died while the album was being recorded).
There’s a handful guest rappers on the record, many of whom have shared time with Braille on previous releases. Namely, you’ll find folks like Manchild from Mars Ill, Speech, Mr J from The Procussions, Poems from LA Symphony, DJ Bombay, Theory Hazit, DJ Idull, and a couple appearances by Rob Swift. All of the guests hold their own, and for the most part they fit really well into the tapestry of the disc and the overall direction of each song.
Overall, this is a great album that showcases the progress Braille has continued to make throughout his career. The myriad of producers fork over a heaping helping of great beats, the guest rappers come with a lot of heat, and most of all, Braille shares himself with us once again… and once again, it’s a blessing.
The IV Edition is difficult. It’s certainly not perfect – the plethora of producers do hand us a couple of dud beats, some of the hooks are kind of annoying (I’m thinking primarily of “Main Squeeze”, but that may just be because I was really never into James Brown!), and of course, there’s plenty of room here for improvement. However, Braille’s made my job easy because in the closing moments of the record he says the following:
And to all the critics: You don’t gotta give this a perfect score. On a scale of 1 to 5, maybe call it a four. You know, ‘cuz it’s IV. I mean it’d be appropriate, it’s kinda like you’d be giving in to the wordplay, plus it gives me room to keep growin’. If you think it’s lower, I mean… that’s on you. I ain’t gonna argue. Everybody’s got their own opinion.
(from “ADDvice”)
…I’m inclined to give in to the wordplay.
IV out of V.
Standout Tracks: Calculated Risk, The IV, Counter Attack, Mental Guards (Snitch Blade), Get It Right.
Jerry Bolton
06/20/08
…random thoughts before i turn twentyfour
0Current Tunage: Jon Foreman – White As Snow
Beautiful solo work from the frontman of Switchfoot, one of my perennial favourites.
1. During the moments leading up to 2007 I “prophesied” that I’d be engaged by the end of 2007. It came true, and I was more surprised than anyone.
2. The sacrifices of our God are a broken and a contrite heart; against You and You alone have I sinned. Would you create in me a clean heart, oh God?
3. I have to get up for work in 6 hours. See you tomorrow.
…show us the way
0Current Tunage: Beat Rabbi & Deepspace5 – Deepspace5oul
I <3 DS5.
Month and a half left. Sanity compromised.
Tomorrow I enter my “deep late early twenties”. I hardly noticed it coming… too preoccupied.
I’m just chillin’. Rockin’ some DS5 (its beautiful).
I recently finished up Mark Driscoll’s “Vintage Jesus” and was very happy with it. It was refreshing, and full of reminders I needed to hear.
Next up: Francis Collins’ “The Language of God”, which three chapters in is quite promising. After that, Timothy Keller’s “The Reason for God: Belief in an Age of Skepticism” – a “done third year” gift from Steph. Very much looking forward to it.
Otherwise, it’s been work, Starcraft (lol), and fighting. Fighting for survival, for us, for life, for redemption… fighting against as much as fighting for? It’s all I can do not to lose my mind right now.
…the world’s greatest spectator sport
0Current Tunage: Thrice – A Song For Milly Michaelson
“Here we go, hold on tight and don’t let go.”
Many of my favourite teenage memories are of LAN parties with friends, mostly playing Starcraft. I have so many memories of great matches against skilled opponents (going by many aliases). On top of that, I recall when Blizzard (who made Starcraft) added the Replay function to the game, allowing anyone anywhere the ability to watch matches played by others – the Progaming scene pretty much resulted from this one innovation. Amidst the memories of playing, I have just as many of watching the world’s elite Starcraft players duking it out on Lost Temple and other old-school maps. Boxer vs Yellow, Yellow vs Nada, and so many other classic and magical matches. To this day I still watch those old replays sometimes.
Korea has, for many years since, been the hub of professional Starcraft play, constantly putting out the world’s finest. On top of that, it’s practically the national sport, with numerous television channels dedicated to televising matches.
Recently, I discovered that one such channel had hired on a new commentator… to do commentary in ENGLISH (!!!). So, between my deep anticipation for Starcraft 2 (due out sometime in the next couple years), and my many fond memories of playing and watching replays… I was STOKED today to discover that the channel with English Commentary has all their VOD’s (Video-on-Demand) up online to watch!
I know there’s a few of you out there who still have a deep-rooted love for this reincarnation of Chess, so to those people I say this: You must check out GOMTV as soon as possible. Some of the matches I’ve watched already gave me the jibblies… this is a legendary win.
…tales from messenger windows
1Current Tunage: Lovedrug – Bleed Together
Yum. Haven’t listened to these guys in months, but they’re sweet to the ears as ever.
Recently, after returning from work…
Steph: Hey, are you home yet?
Jer: No, I’m at my parents house.
“Home is where the heart is” never really meant much to me until lately. Soon I’ll live where my heart is. Less than eight weeks, even.
…all this wishing (is getting old)
0Current Tunage: mewithoutYou – Tie Me Up! Untie Me!
Lyrics follow.
I’ve had quite a day already.
I was looking at the leaves
Climbing to the tops of the trees
But you were nowhere to be found,
Just beneath all the green
You were buried like a little seed
Among the roots and underground,
I was licking at the leaves
But I was in short sleeves and you -
You were like some sickness that I caught.
My sweetheart moved away,
Swept off like garbage in the alleyway…
…and I need more grace than I thought.
‘Cuz Brother, I’m far
Brother I’m far away
I’m far away, Brother…
I’m far away from everything
I’m far away,
Brother, I’m far away from everything good!
She’s like a hot cloth on a fevered head
And like a needle she leads me
(Well, I follow like thread)
Tie me up! Untie me!
All this wishing I was dead is getting old, is getting old…
It goes on, but it’s old.
I was swimming through the waves
For what must have been days
But could find no relief,
When I started sinking down
I thought for certain I would drown
Until I saw you in the ocean underneath
All the bright coloured fish
Tell of a treasure in a dull shell,
“Such subtlety, so easily missed!”
You, my hidden pearl of pure and perfect love
And I’m a living example of 100 percent the opposite of this
If I ask the same questions
Well, you say I ask the same questions
(Well maybe I repeat myself from time to time)
But if I ask the same the same questions
And they’re like “no”… but I ask the same questions
(It’s because everyone who answers me is a liar.)
She’s like a hot cloth on a fevered head
And like a needle she leads me
(Well, I follow like thread)
But you untied me – didn’t you untie me, Lord?
And now I haven’t even thought about
Killing myself in almost five months.
-mewithoutYou “Tie Me Up! Untie Me!”
Although it’s been years and years since thoughts of dying as a result of acts of my own volition danced their way through my head…
I find the same tangle of emotions runs up and floods me through whenever, by the grace of God, my sin is exposed and dealt with. Because, in many ways, it’s a re-living of a much more important death than the physical one I’ll pass through someday.
I’m thankful for these days of reminder that I am both literally and figuratively “post-suicide”.
Jesus saves me everyday, but some days I feel it much more acutely than others.
[driftwood]
1I haven't been sleeping well lately. Every morning, no matter the time, feels like Stupid O'Clockâ˘. And I feel like driftwood - dead and rotty and far away from you. My face is growing back, or at least what's left of it. I know that in time, I'll find the old me here and that scares me to no end. Words in my mouth feel like a fistful of unswallowable soda crackers - chalky at best. ...and all I really need is sleep.