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the Olympics and music

Friday, February 19th, 2010
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I was watching the Olympics last night with my daughter and I was struck with the similarities between competing for a medal, and performing and releasing music. Apart from the fact that a gold record and an Olympic gold medal are icons of success, I was thinking more along the lines of the “behind the scenes”…The downhill skier as an example spends their days, weeks, and years perfecting a downhill regime that allows them to better their time. Daily, persistently and, to a large degree anonymously, they train, tweak and work to shave another fraction of a second off of their time. As a musician writing songs, or playing an instrument – there is a lot of old fashioned work involved too. Learning theory, running scales, hours of repetitive practice to better understand a song, or countless listens to a song one tries to complete… I think in the ideal of both scenarios there is a romanticizing. A downhill skier out in the nature, experiencing the thrill of downhill, sun shining, birds chirping, awe inspiring mountain scenes…the musician by their bay window, sitting at the piano, passionately expressing the tongues of angels (or demons as the case may be). Granted – there are truths to both, and the analogy continues. Years go by – the big day arrives, and all is thrown into a few minutes of performance – for which the athlete has striven…do they rise?…are they defeated? How about music – the big record for which thousands are invested is released, does the public care? Is there a tap into the public in the form of a hit? Hit or stiff? Flight or flounder? And then – after time, back to the routine of improving, and, as a Christian musician, celebrating the mere act of creativity as given by a loving God. Too often the “big thing” is seen as the objective – and the process of acquiring it is miserable…I submit – that though the gold is certainly desirable and worth striving for, you had better enjoy the simple act of the process in which you strive ( and this applies to all disciplines artistic or not), because if you don’t – your arrival will only bring a bitter realization that that wasn’t what you really were seeking to begin with. Finally – anytime anyone ventures out of the socially accepted norms of occupation (occupation being defined as how you use your time – much more valuable than money) you need a will of uncommon veracity.

back in the USA…kind of

Tuesday, February 9th, 2010
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physically at least. It was a wobbly return to say the least. Actually everything was fine until Chicago.
1) Our luggage was lost.

2) I was confused with another David Hill and separated from my family for questioning…they never said what the other David Hill did, but they did apologize to me for the mistaken identity.

3) Our flight from Chicago to Mpls. was delayed then canceled.

4) Because of the impending storm, heading straight for Chicago – they got us out asap – which meant the only option they gave us was to go to Duluth.

5) The only rental company with a car in Duluth was Hertz – and the only car they had (a Toyota) was $556.00 for a one way to Mpls. No, this is not a typo, I guess it was a privately owned car or something (can you say scam? I knew you could).

6) Rick Ayyyy (THE MAN!) saved the day – driving up to get us, starting at 7:30 p.m., and then getting home at about 2:30 a.m.
I was so tired on the drive my eyes literally started to cross, as I fought to stay awake, I could just imagine how Rick felt with the storm and driving conditions. The return trip took about 30 hours. One of the roughest jaunts I have ever had. I have to tip my hat to Tamara, Jesse and Kaylee – they are amazing “can do” travelers…an attitude that made the whole experience a good one.

After a couple hours sleep – the kids are in school, Tamara went to get Jeb, I plan on shoveling, drumming, working on the next song, and hopefully getting my examiner article out.

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well – it’s been a great time in NL!

Sunday, February 7th, 2010
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we have been in Holland for 5 days and it has been really incredible. If you are here for the first time – feel free to look at the music section, where I post songs that are more or less finished. I think the most popular song I have done so far is “Glorious Day”… keep in mind, I have written a variety of songs…and I try to do the self – production thing…stylistically I really don’t have a hard direction yet, and even the next song I do this Wednesday is up in the air. I hope you enjoy your visit, and if you want to drop a line, it is always nice to hear from visitors. One more comment – I have just discovered that in Holland my streaming button does not show up – not sure why this is – but it forces a download if you want to hear anything…I am putting it on my “to do” list for things to fix.

we are going to Holland this week

Sunday, January 31st, 2010
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Tamara’s grandfather died. I really loved the Corporal…he lived a vibrant healthy life up until his sudden death at 94 (last week). I will be posting the Wednesday Wallop (best name I have to date for the song a week) as usual. I must warn you though – with the emotions and experiences being what they are I have hit a decidedly techie Euro sounding piece, named for now “squank” – If everything goes as planned, should go up Wednesday. I intend to tweak and post from Holland. Until then here is a photo for your enjoyment.
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recording overdubs in studio pajamas

Tuesday, November 10th, 2009
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doing some drum overdubs on a song – and trying to finish 2 others of my own. I spoke to a sax player about helping me with one of my new tunes. I am also putting in a dual screen monitor in the studio…should be cool.

some salient bits

Monday, November 9th, 2009
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I have added some shots of the snare project…right now the shell looks kinda like a beaver hit it – but I push ahead…the gallery is below here and also in the photo section. The latest shots of me carving out the interior are on their way. Note that when you click on an image – you open up a gallery viewer. I have written a new article entitled “Who in Hell is Satan?”- which you can read here if interested. I am working on some new tunes of my own – and of others, and have guests coming into Pajamas studio tonight. I asked Josh about showing the album work but he said it was too big – but it does look good – so we will have to be patient, he said he’d probably be done in a few weeks….

new photo gallery viewer

Thursday, September 3rd, 2009
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if you look in the photo section you will see a new gallery viewer…it is pretty cool – and should allow you to do a kind of slide show once you view an image (GO SEE)…will be uploading more galleries as I figure this out.

striving for the ideal

Monday, August 31st, 2009
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“…we ought always to act upon the ideal; it is the only safe ground of action. When that which contradicts and resists, and would ruin our ideal, opposes us, then we must take measures; but not till then can we take measures, or know what measures it may be necessary to take. But the ideal itself is the only thing worth striving after. Remember what our Lord himself said: ‘Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect.’”

E.L.C.A. – blind leading blind – into the ditch you go…

Monday, August 24th, 2009
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So the E.L.C.A. has joined to noisy fray to admit unrepentant sinners as clergy. Really? As if an ‘ad-hoc’ committee of pseudo – religious posers will have anything worthwhile to say about the church as Christ defines it. The E.L.C.A. acceptance of gay clergy is false, it amounts to religion without the power thereof, demonic – it’s so called church is becoming but wind and confusion. When Christ was asked what should be done about the Pharisees of his day his response was brief and clear; “Every plant that my heavenly Father has not planted will be uprooted. Let them alone; they are blind guides (of the blind). If a blind person leads a blind person, both will fall into a pit”. Apt instructions for our day and age.

of parties…

Sunday, August 23rd, 2009
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(this is an excerpt from GMs work of fiction; The Seaboard Parish, regarding a recent drowning in the town)

“You had a sad business here the last week, sir,” he said, after we had done talking about the repairs.

“A very sad business indeed,” I answered.

“It was a warning to us all,” he said.

“We may well take it so,” I returned. “But it seems to me that we are too ready to think of such remarkable things only by themselves, instead of being roused by them to regard everything, common and uncommon, as ordered by the same care and wisdom.”

“One of our local preachers made a grand use of it.”

I made no reply. He resumed.

“They tell me you took no notice of it last Sunday, sir.”

“I made no immediate allusion to it, certainly. But I preached under the influence of it. And I thought it better that those who could reflect on the matter should be thus led to think for themselves than that they should be subjected to the reception of my thoughts and feelings about it; for in the main it is life and not death that we have to preach.”

“I don’t quite understand you, sir. But then you don’t care much for preaching in your church.”

“I confess,” I answered, “that there has been much indifference on that point. I could, however, mention to you many and grand exceptions. Still there is, even in some of the best in the church, a great amount of
disbelief in the efficacy of preaching. And I allow that a great deal of what is called preaching, partakes of its nature only in the remotest degree. But, while I hold a strong opinion of its value–that is, where it is genuine–I venture just to suggest that the nature of the preaching to which the body you belong to has resorted, has had something to do, by way of a reaction, in driving the church to the other extreme.”

“How do you mean that, sir?”

“You try to work upon people’s feelings without reference to their judgment. Anyone who can preach what you call rousing sermons is considered a grand preacher amongst you, and there is a great danger of his being led thereby to talk more nonsense than sense. And then when the excitement goes off, there is no seed left in the soil to grow in peace, and they are always craving after more excitement.”

“Well, there is the preacher to rouse them up again.”

“And the consequence is that they continue like children–the good ones, I mean–and have hardly a chance of making a calm, deliberate choice of that which is good; while those who have been only excited and nothing more, are hardened and seared by the recurrence of such feeling as is neither aroused by truth nor followed by action.”

“You daren’t talk like that if you knew the kind of people in this country that the Methodists, as you call them, have got a hold of. They tell me it was like hell itself down in those mines before Wesley come among them.”

“I should be a fool or a bigot to doubt that the Wesleyans have done incalculable good in the country. And that not alone to the people who never went to church. The whole Church of England is under obligations to Methodism such as no words can overstate.”

“I wonder you can say such things against them, then.”

“Now there you show the evil of thinking too much about the party you belong to. It makes a man touchy; and then he fancies when another is merely, it may be, analysing a difference, or insisting strongly on some great truth, that he is talking against his party.”

“But you said, sir, that our clergy don’t care about moving our judgments, only our feelings. Now I know preachers amongst us of whom that would be anything but true.”

“Of course there must be. But there is what I say–your party-feeling makes you touchy. A man can’t always be saying in the press of utterance, ‘_Of course there are exceptions_.’ That is understood. I confess I do not know
much about your clergy, for I have not had the opportunity. But I do know this, that some of the best and most liberal people I have ever known have belonged to your community.”

“They do gather a deal of money for good purposes.”

“Yes. But that was not what I meant by _liberal_. It is far easier to give money than to be generous in judgment. I meant by _liberal_, able to see the good and true in people that differ from you–glad to be roused to the reception of truth in God’s name from whatever quarter it may come, and not readily finding offence where a remark may have chanced to be too sweeping or unguarded. But I see that I ought to be more careful, for I have made you, who certainly are not one of the quarrelsome people I have been speaking of, misunderstand me.”