Archive for November, 2017

new song and video > facebook kid

Tuesday, November 21st, 2017
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facebook_kidfnl from david hill on Vimeo.

OK so this song is a laugh about our modern emphasis on virtual relationships… don’t get me wrong – I like virtual technology, it is just strange to see so many people standing next to people in real life – but staring into their phones, oblivious to their surroundings. I have seen families of 4 at dinner tables in restuarants with each person staring into their phone…it’s ridiculous. The “Facebook Kid” is the one that is probably a little carried away with the virtual if you know what I mean. The Facebook max for friends is 5000, but I doubt I have 5 friends I could really rely on in the absolute worst of times… just sayin. I got the idea for this song while floating on a boat completely offline in every way shape and form. I did the one man band thing – and thought a video would be good to shoot as well. Green screens are fun because you can put whatever you want in the background – and I did. I shot the video in my dining room and driveway in direct sun – so it has some nice detail.facebook kid (audio only)

I’m the facebook kid, I feel fine

I got 5000 friends up to minute timeline

My cat just went viral I’m social dude

Got myself emojis no matter what the mood

I’m the facebook kid

I’m the facebook kid can you relate, all these ladies and I can’t get a date

24/7 I’m found online, the thumbs up baby its my bread its my wine

Here’s my latest selfie, my latte art, my over filtered sunset – yeah that’s just a start

Cause what’s really screaming, I’m sure you’ll agree – is arguing politics we watch on TV

I’m the facebook kid

la la la la la la la 

solo 

hahahahaha

 

 

On enemy ground

Thursday, November 2nd, 2017
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Screwtape  twists the gift of pleasure :

 Never forget that when we are dealing with any pleasure in it’s healthy and normal and satisfying form, we are, in a sense, on the Enemy’s ground. I know we have one many a soul through pleasure. All the same, it is His  invention, not ours.  He made all of the pleasures: all our research so far has not been able us to produce one. All we can do is to encourage the humans to take the pleasures which our enemy has produced, at times, or in ways, or in degrees, which he has for bidden. Hence we always try to work away from the natural condition of any pleasure to that and which it is at least natural, least redolent of its Maker, and least pleasurable. An ever increasing craving forever diminishing a pleasure is the formula. It is more certain; and it’s better style. To get the man’s soul and give him nothing in return – that is what really gladdens our father’s heart. And the troughs are the time for beginning the process.