do the spirits of the air, called into existence by the pulsing vibrations of melody and harmony, converse with him. They are the familiars that he can send forth speeding to all hearts with messages too subtle for words,- sometimes sparkling with irresistable mirth, at others wild with terror and despair, or filled with sweet whispers of imperishable consolation. All this and far more than any words can utter, was to be done, and has been done, for man, by music.
HRH
Oneness with God is the sole truth of humanity. Life parted from its causative life would be no life; it would at best be but a barrack of corruption, an outpost of annihilation. In proportion as the union is incomplete, the derived life is imperfect. And no man can be one with neighbour, child, dearest, except as he is one with his origin; and he fails of his perfection so long as there is one being in the universe he could not love.
…Of all men he is bound to hold his face like a flint in witness of this truth who owes everything that makes for eternal good, to the belief that at the heart of things and causing them to be, at the centre of monad, of world, of protoplastic mass, of loving dog, and of man most cruel, is an absolute, perfect love; and that in the man Christ Jesus this love is with us men to take us home. To nothing else do I for one owe any grasp upon life. In this I see the setting right of all things. To the man who believes in the Son of God, poetry returns in a mighty wave; history unrolls itself in harmony; science shows crowned with its own aureole of holiness…
…There is no enlivener of the imagination, no enabler of the judgment, no strengthener of the intellect, to compare with the belief in a live Ideal, at the heart of all personality, as of every law….
Read the whole thing – A SKETCH OF INDIVIDUAL DEVELOPMENT
GM
this one actually goes back to 2008ish…and this version is IMO much better than my original. Trina nailed it as usual – and if I am honest, my original is a little embarrassing when compared to this, but you know, one of the great joys of the new media era is the possibility of releasing sketches, demos, multiple versions and whatever else strikes ones fancy / muse / or imagination. Oh has a sitar – ish solo and lyrically is a kind of contrasty song. oh
oh
Praise you Lord , for this good day, I will be glad
Down here in the valley, broken glass in the back alley
ohhhh
I sing to you Lord, on this good day, I will rejoice
Though sins at my door, gonna collar it with my Lord
ohhhh
ohhhh
On my knees and pray, cause I need your help today, if I’m gonna make it through the day
Though I’m sweatin and I’m bleedin, I know the Lord will meet my every need
ohhhh
ohhhh
ohhhh
Beautiful music is the art of the prophets that can calm the agitations of the soul; it is one of the most magnificent and delightful presents God has given us.
My heart, which is so full to overflowing, has often been solaced and refreshed by music when sick and weary.
Next to the Word of God, the noble art of music is the greatest treasure in the world.
1.
I pant for the music which is divine,
My heart in its thirst is a dying flower;
Pour forth the sound like enchanted wine,
Loosen the notes in a silver shower;
Like a herbless plain, for the gentle rain,
I gasp, I faint, till they wake again.
2.
Let me drink of the spirit of that sweet sound,
More, oh more,—I am thirsting yet;
It loosens the serpent which care has bound
Upon my heart to stifle it;
The dissolving strain, through every vein,
Passes into my heart and brain.
3.
As the scent of a violet withered up,
Which grew by the brink of a silver lake,
When the hot noon has drained its dewy cup,
And mist there was none its thirst to slake—
And the violet lay dead while the odour flew
On the wings of the wind o’er the waters blue—
4.
As one who drinks from a charmed cup
Of foaming, and sparkling, and murmuring wine,
Whom, a mighty Enchantress filling up,
Invites to love with her kiss divine…
Christmas, year end goals, business of many varieties and an eye on 2012 eh? I hope you all have been having a great holiday season – and look forward to a blessed Christmas as well. I have been busy writing and adding to my licensing library…and have had a fairly wide and wild variety of songs get checked off as of late…a bunch of Christmas public domain songs with Trina, Star Spangled Banner, my first foray into blues with “Corrupt Politician Blues”, which I will probably post here in the next days. If time allows I’ll crank out a video just for giggles. I purchased a guitar harp at an estate sale for a very good price (instrument is circa 1890’s)… I also picked up a very deep soft synth which I will be implementing and blogging on in the upcoming weeks. I really do hope you and yours are enjoying a great time of peace, reflection and celebration as we thank the Lord for His goodness in providing us the greatest gift of all in the birth of Jesus Christ. I find it so amazing that we can know our Creator on a personal level…and be allowed to co-create in myriad ways.
The brooks be bells; the winds, in caverns dumb,
Wake fife and flute and flageolet and voice;
The fire-shook earth itself be the great drum;
And let the air the region’s bass out thunder;
The firs be violins; the reeds hautboys;
Rivers, seas, icebergs fill the great score up and under!
GM
this song goes back to summer 2010…it was part of the weekly wallop series. Every now and then I recorded a rough or scat track on vocals…and left it, and this song was a case in point. Rarely did I spend more than a few “takes” on vocals…(and I hear the jokers / real singers already laughing OH REALLY in fake surprise) yes…and sometimes I just left the track with a one take vocal without even sussing out the words. Lazy? Nah – more like constrained for time and needing to go my son or daughters competitive sport of the week. Anyway, I did a one take vocal and copied some mangled background voices and called it a day. I liked the hey yo bit, and the basic flow of the melody – and so that was the songs name (it is still up as a demo if you want to go under the music section). To me it has a kind of tribal electro feel. I was going to play around with “lime and coconut” but the next thing I knew I had another song to deliver. Forward a year and some months and enter Trina B and some very fine full singing. I really like her voice, it reminds me of someone circa Phil Spector, but haven’t been able to nail it down yet. Apart from taking the song to a new level – she knocked the hey yo outro out of the park. Anyway – here for your pleasure is Hey Yo – with lyrics.
hey yo
Hey Yo
ahhhh – ahhhhhh
took a little time for the both of us say
hey now maybe its a love so true
oh now I see in the cold and lonely
oh now baby I’m looking at you
ahhhhh – ahhhhhhh
oh everything we are sending on through
wait now baby what you want to do
its round and round and we be wound so true
I say I feel everything with you
ahhhh ahhhhhhh
hey yo hey yo
