Saturday, November 28, 2009

this is your life

last night: switchfoot @ anaheim house of blues

their show was great. no opening act, they performed the whole 3 hours. they played with such ease and fluidity, you could tell that they were really banded together -- each playing their role in cohesion with the others.

one thing that really amazed me during this show was my new outlook on jon foreman. usually during shows i have this moment where i step back from everything going on and look at the performance not as a fan, but a blank slate observing and analyzing this group on stage. when i did this with bon iver and the swell season i got chills because i realized that they were singing their souls. they make themselves vulnerable to their audience by bearing everything they are through their songs. wilco and foo showed me how professional and intense they could be at the same time. they played with precision and conviction simultaneously.

jon foreman gave a completely different vibe. watching jf, i saw intention and conviction fully driving his music -- i could plainly see that this is his ministry. he doesn't bear his soul to the world, rather he offers his testimony and messages of grace, love, faithfulness. this was a refreshing experience in view of how much music affects our lives. music cuts deep into my soul, and jf gives my soul a spiritual cut full of self-evaluation.

sing it out, jf. sing out loud.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

silence

Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
- Samuel Beckett

words suspend silence. silence suspends speech...
i wonder what beckett would say about art?

Monday, November 9, 2009

my favorite time of the year

it's finally the holidays!!



















i'm gonna get myself a reindeer instead of a christmas tree to hang all my ornaments this year

Monday, November 2, 2009

blowin' in the wind

it's that time again... the santa ana winds are gonna start blowing more often for the next several months.

at the tail end of last week there were gusts of winds sending leaves and branches all over the place in southern california. i stomped purposefully on the many crunchy leaves the covered the walkways of my apartment community and my school campus -- going out of my way to pounce on the ones that were large and looked especially crispy.

though the wind is crucial in providing the leisurely pastime of crushing crunchy leaves, the windy days of last week breathed in me a reaction other than excitement over fallen leaves. it reminded me of the archetypal symbol that wind plays in many movies and books: the symbol of change. as i thought about the different meanings of the wind and the change it brings (change of weather, mood, or even luck) i thought about all the changes that are occurring and are bound to happen in the coming year. i wonder where i'll be next year when the santa anas start blowing again...