Yet another wonderful discovery. Check out my most recent article on the beloved Jameson at CountryMusicPride.com
Then visit his MySpace and give him some love.
While you are at it check out Steve Carson Band, Billy Kernkamp, Barrett Johnson, Justin Grennan, Annie Bethancourt, and the man behind Billy's, Barrett's, Justin's, and Annie's beautiful sounds and recordings Dallas Kruse of Orange County's Zion Studios.
Orange County's Art Momentum is ready. Get in it now before it goes on the road!
30 August 2009
27 August 2009
Tie Them to the Anchor Man
Is anybody else sick of broadcast news?
I mean really sick. I was at the gym today and while I was listening to my music and warming up on the elliptical machine I was watching the news. Even with no sound I was so completely annoyed by the content. Body found, Michael Jackson's death, some other nondescript person murdered. This is the news.
Who cares about this stuff? Who pays for this nonsense? When did news become simply a morgue list from most tragic to least tragic? How can I find out what is going on in the EU? What is happening in Russia? Aren't we at war??
Besides, if someone I knew died, was murdered, etc would I really want their drivers license picture all over the television? The news is nothing but a glorification of tragedy and an expensive source for pointless information. I am glad it is dying a slow painful death to web-based information sources. I only hope this happens sooner then later.
Please respond with your favorite web-based information resources. Enlighten us all and save us from the stupidity that is broadcast news.
I mean really sick. I was at the gym today and while I was listening to my music and warming up on the elliptical machine I was watching the news. Even with no sound I was so completely annoyed by the content. Body found, Michael Jackson's death, some other nondescript person murdered. This is the news.
Who cares about this stuff? Who pays for this nonsense? When did news become simply a morgue list from most tragic to least tragic? How can I find out what is going on in the EU? What is happening in Russia? Aren't we at war??
Besides, if someone I knew died, was murdered, etc would I really want their drivers license picture all over the television? The news is nothing but a glorification of tragedy and an expensive source for pointless information. I am glad it is dying a slow painful death to web-based information sources. I only hope this happens sooner then later.
Please respond with your favorite web-based information resources. Enlighten us all and save us from the stupidity that is broadcast news.
18 August 2009
Stop, Collaborate, and Listen
I have been stopping myself from writing. Lately I have been on such a high from encouragement and love but I have been low on inspiration. I am a low maintenance guy. If it ain't broke don't fix it. Sometimes this translates to me if you don't feel like it blow it off. The inevitable conflict always arises when my dreams collide with working to obtain them. There is rarely a good feeling in work. Work is work. The only exception I have found to this in in those moments of writing where the fingers are moving without a thought and in music where the notes are being played but my mind is somewhere peaceful.
I had a thought a little while ago when I was speaking of art with my friend Del. The most beautiful things in this world are in one instant horrifying and in the same instant heavenly. Take the sunset for instance, our daily art show, a giant mass of exploding energy sending heat thousands of light years to sustain our life is simply orbiting out of sight leaving the beautiful oranges, reds, and blues for our enjoyment. I also like extraordinarily large waves. Reckless walls of wind-stirred water forced to the shallows in whites, blues, and greens pounding the floor with incredible force. When you can feel the waves hit the sand that is when you know what I am talking about.
Also, art is reproducing a subject in your unique way. Art is joining yourself to a subject and creating a reproduction. So, in a way, a balance must be maintained when you professionally create. A consistent maintenance of self and a sensitive awareness of what is outside of yourself.
I think I am due for a lube job.
I had a thought a little while ago when I was speaking of art with my friend Del. The most beautiful things in this world are in one instant horrifying and in the same instant heavenly. Take the sunset for instance, our daily art show, a giant mass of exploding energy sending heat thousands of light years to sustain our life is simply orbiting out of sight leaving the beautiful oranges, reds, and blues for our enjoyment. I also like extraordinarily large waves. Reckless walls of wind-stirred water forced to the shallows in whites, blues, and greens pounding the floor with incredible force. When you can feel the waves hit the sand that is when you know what I am talking about.
Also, art is reproducing a subject in your unique way. Art is joining yourself to a subject and creating a reproduction. So, in a way, a balance must be maintained when you professionally create. A consistent maintenance of self and a sensitive awareness of what is outside of yourself.
I think I am due for a lube job.
02 August 2009
Up On The Roof
I love my balcony.
Living in an up and coming Orange County city such as Santa Ana I live in such a great niche. There is a buzzing metropolis around me. The infamous Orange Crush, where the 5, 57, 55, and 22 freeways merge, and the new booming mall, Disneyland and surrounding area are crazy, but my little niche is just far enough away. I can see Disney's fireworks at 9:30pm nightly while kicking back in the cool August breeze off the ocean night after night. I get to watch the palms trees sway and my flowers grow.
I can reminisce on the old glories of the high-school days with my beautiful married roommates over a lovingly cooked dinner and wine as the moon shines. I can pray and reflect with a self-rolled cigarette in the still of the night without any interruption.
Sure, I can hear the neighbors sneeze and their children bustle about every once in a while, but right now I wouldn't have it any other way. I am very blessed.
Living in an up and coming Orange County city such as Santa Ana I live in such a great niche. There is a buzzing metropolis around me. The infamous Orange Crush, where the 5, 57, 55, and 22 freeways merge, and the new booming mall, Disneyland and surrounding area are crazy, but my little niche is just far enough away. I can see Disney's fireworks at 9:30pm nightly while kicking back in the cool August breeze off the ocean night after night. I get to watch the palms trees sway and my flowers grow.
I can reminisce on the old glories of the high-school days with my beautiful married roommates over a lovingly cooked dinner and wine as the moon shines. I can pray and reflect with a self-rolled cigarette in the still of the night without any interruption.
Sure, I can hear the neighbors sneeze and their children bustle about every once in a while, but right now I wouldn't have it any other way. I am very blessed.
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