Thursday, April 1, 2010

The Swell Season

I went to see Swell Season recently, the lovely duo from the film Once!

It was amazing! I wish I could have shared the evening with all my friends!

Made me so speechless. I had to digest the evening over the next couple of days.

Here are some words:
authentic, honest, raw, warm, 'old and favourite' (like an old hoody or slippers), woody, intimate, sharing, grateful.

When I bought the CD 'The Swell Season' after having seen Once, I got tired of it after a month or two, cos it was just too depressing. So I wasn't sure what to expect. But it was such a deeply loving atmosphere, seeing them live. It took away any depressing feelings.

The songs are about such broken relationships and personal trouble, but seeing Glen and Marketa singing together was exactly the opposite. You could feel the intimate trust between them, just in the way their voices and instruments were synched in every possible way! So contrasted to the brokenness of the songs.
Their voices were so nice together! They were so on the same page in their performance, you could tell they had known each other for years, just from how they sounded.

And Glen was the man. The first song was Say It To Me Now which he plays when busking in beginning of the film. And on the night he just walked to front of stage and started playing, no mics or anything. The same holey guitar from the film, too. So raw and powerful. But at the same time just humble.

Some songs he would say thanks two or three times, you could tell he really was grateful to be playing music for a living and that he acknowledged that as a gift.

Him and Marketa had chilled at Waiheke for the day and met a lady who I think works for Greenpeace and Marketa dedicated a song to her saying "I hope you recognise what a hero you have living here."

At one point of the evening Glen gave his violinist some time to play his own solo stuff. I thought this was beautiful. Glen didn't have to do that. And people paid to see the Swell Season, but he was just like "Thanks for coming, here's a friend of mine who loves music, too, and I think its beautiful. Have a listen."
Just cool to see music friends supporting each other in a humble way, even on world tours.

The most touching part of the night was when Glen got the audience to sing along (which sounded surprisingly good!) and this happened a couple of times, but at the end they played an old Irish song that was written in like the 1600s and was sung at wakes. It was written from the perspective of the dead, saying things like "I'm sorry for the things I've done wrong" "Thank you, my friends, for sticking by me." "I would raise a glass to you if I was alive" and the last refrain Glen got the audience to keep repeating. The last couple of times we repeated it Glen was like, "Again, again, without regrets, without shame. No guilt." And I was like "WHOA!" where did THAT come from?!
It was awesome. Like, I don't know what he believes about God or whatever, but to me it just showed he had an understanding of the human condition and it was just such an amazing thing to say, with no context just telling people to be free. It was really beautiful.
And so the song finished on Glen's cue as he bowed his head, as the audience sung the final lines. Which I think was really cool, to let us participate, and to let us even finish a song. We thought we were the guests, privileged to come see The Swell Season, but in those last few lines, he somehow shifted the focus and it wasn't even about a performance anymore, I don't think.

Then for the encore Marketa played The Hill and then Glen came back out and they played Falling Slowly. Then I think she played If You Want Me.
They played some tracks from their newest album which I still don't own, and hadn't heard anything from till I saw them live. I really liked Low Rising and I Have Loved You Wrong (for this one the last bit where its just singing was sooooo lovely).

A really great night! Wish you could have been there.

Friday, April 17, 2009

If you're on shuffle...

Let the song play out, who knows how you'll be inspired.

If the day gets on and you ain't done nothing, but you know you oughta "Everything's Not Lost" as Chris would always say.
Pick up the pieces left of the day and make something great. 10, 10:30, 11, 11:30...who cares, there's many more hours. Just snap out of it and get on your list, make some goals and get a headstart on tomorrow.

Easter Camp was really good.
I hadn't been a leader before and I learned some tremendous things.
I was reminded of God's patience and unending grace, as well as the amazing reminder of what the easter story is.
God gave me joy and security.

I met some young lads who were in my group and they were cool. They asked some huge questions which were stumbling blocks that threw us off discussion more centred on Jesus life, but it was fruitful discussion all the same. I gots ta remember to pray for them guys.

I want to be strong in God's Word as I once was. Tight bro's with, and still reverent of Jesus. I'm aiming high, trying hard and all that and all the rest is God's.

Been watching Chuck with Saskia - good show!
Also went to Dutch Delight (Dutch themed eatery), good food as always. And a fella playin his concertina was charming all up and down my earholes.
Splendid.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Reasons to be happy

. I have a bicycle

. It is sunny as heck

. Chilled and watched Chuck with Saskia last night and it was great, there were pop tarts involved

. Got free burgerfuel as well (Thanks Graeme)

. Went to bed in proper time for starting work at 6am

. God can make me strong

. I spent the second hour or so of work greeting chirpy morning workers

. I will be studying with my friends at Auckland Uni!

. My name is Jorge Regula (sorry, song in head)

. I am reading a great book

. Here is a quote

"To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation."
- Life of Pi

Watch out cos we don't actually choose doubt as a philosophy. It just sometimes catches us unawares. Rock out your philosophical peripheral lenses and keep an eye out for ditches of doubt.

Another quick thought (this one came from hg this week) is...

Your character is made up of all the little decisions you make day to day. Its not just the obvious right/wrong decisions that build character, but the seemingly small bits and pieces of life that you don't lend a thought to, or don't sift through your conscience. Do godly things. Think godly thoughts.

I am thankful for friends who love you enough to challenge you and press you in weak places.

One last thing that makes me happy.

. My work name badge unlocks doors

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Phonecall

Dang.
I just got a phonecall from my sis (Sasha).
Made me unsure about doing Graphic Design... or it just made me more interested in Psychology.
Weighing up these options is difficult.

Graphic design and Psych are both fun and exciting for me. I am bubbling with ideas for both. Mostly Psychology these days.
You'll only last in creative graphic design till your ideas become stale and the new blood comes through.
But in Psych you can study your whole life.
Psych takes a couple or three years longer to study.
Its easier to do Graphic Design.
Its easier to study Psych and then study Graphics later in life rather than the other way around.
Academic study was not my strength in high school.
To me studying graphics seems slightly daunting.
Studying Psychology seems like I'll be exploring.
My Mum, Dad, and Sasha have all studied Graphic design. It makes me feel like I'm under their shadow's.
I wonder which the world lacks more -thought provoking images or thinkers and counsellors?
I wonder which category I can contribute to?

I shall think and pray. Please give any advice.

Speaking of phone calls. Talked to Miriam on Han's phone on Monday. She's alive and stares at apples everyday. It was cool. Good to hear she is doing well!

I just rode a bike I bought on trademe. Still need to fix it up more, but it was a fun thing to do at night.
I will greet the morning at 5am tomorrow! Hooray for work. Oop, need to book a taxi.

I feel like I lack male role models. I have been looking in the wrong places.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Absurd

I believe squinting makes people more frustrated and have more negative thoughts.

I walked a lot in the sun today, to and from work.

I understood absurdist philosophy on a deeper level and so now I want to read Albert Camus.

I decided I'm gonna go to AUT and study graphic art. Soz m8s at uni, wish I could study with ya, but its alotta dough to to flog on chillin'

Then again, chillin' is priceless...

For eveything else there's mastercard?

DAMN MEDIA!!@!@!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Morning

Fresh air up the nose and out the mouth. I don't think I've been happier to breathe!

At work, but what a nice morning!

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Bowling for joy

Woo!
At homegroup last night we were chillin for a bit, playing cards etc. Then Kent was like "Lets go bowling."
So we did!

It was spontaneous good times. Until we figured out why he wanted to bowl with us so much -to prove he was the awesomest!
Flippin strike after strike, I tell ya!

But it was awesome. Probably the most fun bowling I've ever had. 2 games for $10 meant we could do a good one, and then a silly one (like class photos). We found a genius combination sport which was sort of a mix of Pong and bowling.
It was awesome when Lance hit all the pins except 2 and they were one pin apart so there was a little gap and I was like, "Bowl it through the gap- don't hit the pins! It'll be awesome!"
Then he did! It was genius.

Awesome sermon on Sunday. Really relevant to my brain. But I will download it and listen again because I STILL haven't learnt my lesson.

On a serious note, joey told us a few weeks ago about a friend of his who was going through some tough times, asking questions of life, being confused and insecure, not understanding her self or the meaning of life. Real existential sounding and depressive.
joey texted us last night saying she is now under suicide watch, so please please have her in your prayers. Ask for peace and understanding for her, ask for God's presence, people's empathy and sympathy, ask for joey to have strength and wisdom to be a light where he can. Thank God he is the power of our power.

I'm just reminded of something. It ius a great thing to pray for others. When you are feeling a little frustrated with self, perhaps unable to speak to God about your own problems cos you feel like he's heard too much or you're too inside your own head - praying for others gives you an opportunity to speak with God and to know you're not being self-absorbed. To just speak with Him and plead with Him and thank Him- not on your own account.