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Saturday, November 03, 2012

Fickle Fans and True Love

The trajectory of celebrity is a mercurial thing.  Its arc swings up and down or levels at the fancy of the fan base which can go from hot to lukewarm to cold faster than Miley Cyrus changes hairstyles.  From time to time, an arc that seemed destined for oblivian reverses.  Mickey Rourke comes to mind.  I’m struggling to think of others. 

Yesterday, I blogged about Bob Dylan’s reinvention and how I, personally, enjoyed the “new” artist (or this permutation, anyway) a lot more than the “old” one.  For every one of me, there are probably 1,000 others who feel cheated when old familiars—iconic songs—are spun differently, both musically and lyrically. I can think of a number of once-popular musical groups whose changes over the years have left me sulking.  There’s disappointment when a favorite artist strays from his roots. Music fans, for the most part, want consistency.  Regardless of how many years or decades have passed between the chart-busting hit and the live performance, fans want to hear what they are familiar with.  They want a fuzzy blanket not a polar splash.  They go to concerts, maybe in large part, to recapture a moment.  Changing out lyrics or mixing up a beat or dropping some notes is like putting a mustache on the Mona Lisa.  Meanwhile, the artist is thinking, how do I stay current?  How do I keep breathing in a dub step world?

The end result of this is fan base erosion and, more often than not, the artist just kind of fades away.   Venues get smaller and smaller.  Groups that could pack an amphitheater are playing at apple festivals or, arguably worse yet, not at all.

So, people are both generally fickle and lacking a certain loyalty.  Imagine if the creator of the universe went hot and cold on his creatures or walked away and never looked back on us when we became less amusing. Chilling thought, huh?

Theologians write about the “immutability” of God.  This means that God doesn’t change with respect to his nature, character or attributes. God will always be an all-powerful God impeded by nothing and capable of accomplishing all he envisions.  God is the same today as he always was, undiminished or reshaped by time, and will be the same forever.    

Every good thing bestowed and every perfect gift is form above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow (James 1:17)          

Looking for something to celebrate today?  How about that?

In my DVD Player…  The Last Lions.  Love, loss, loyalty and courage are not exclusive to the human domain.  This is a suspenseful, heart wrenching and ultimately redemptive film that shows us life is both hard and precious.        

Photo from Pastor Lynette Santiago's blog.

Friday, November 02, 2012

On Reinvention and Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan
I had a really interesting experience at the Mark Knopfler/Bob Dylan concert in Grand Prairie last night.  A huge fan of Mark Knopfler’s music from his Dire Straits days up until, well, the album before last,  I was thrilled that he was finally coming to Texas!  When I heard that Knopfler and Dylan were playing separately, I was beyond happy.  My fear when I first heard about the concert is that they would be playing together and I really didn’t want to listen to Bob Dylan on top of Mark Knopfler.  Call me shallow, but I don’t get Dylan.  The greatest songwriter of all time?  Really?  And who can tell?  You need sheet music to understand what he’s saying beneath the plugged-nose warble.  (Not trying to be mean here… just a small critique… sorry.)

Knopfler did not disappoint.  Backed by what must have been some of the best musicians in the world, he and his band beat out mostly newer fare.  Only two songs, however, hearkened back to the "older" Knopfler I most enjoy:  Brothers in Arms and So Far Away.  So, I had to kind of get past the new Knopfler’s bluesy, folksy, Appalachian story-telling schtick.  Still, a dazzling show.

So, then Dylan takes the stage with a back-up band that was probably going straight to somebody’s wedding reception.  It mystified my husband and me as to how this iconic legend couldn’t pull together a better group of musicians.  It’s not that they were awful.  It’s not that they were bad.  It’s just that the opening act’s band blew them out of the water.  The contrast between Band Knopfler and Band Dylan was like chocolate and vanilla. 

So, anyway, Dylan’s up on stage.  We were in a tiered-seating venue in the mid-section.  Lots of people down front were standing up, but there were no obstructions to our view.  We could see fine until some guy in front of me decides to stand up, too.  Hey, it’s a concert.  That’s what people do.  But, I was not really in a stand-up mood.  And neither was anyone behind or around me.  We were all sitting down in our section.    My husband immediately wanted to change seats with me.  I didn’t want him staring at this guy’s back.  So, I declined.  Then my husband said, “Why don’t I ask him to sit down.”  I thought about this for a second.  My biggest consideration was the people behind me, because I really didn’t care.  I’d already seen what I came to see (Knopfler). Maybe Todd should ask for the people behind me, I thought.   But, I could see that this guy was having a moment.  He was watching someone he really admired… so obviously thrilled to be there. I didn’t want to mess with the vibe.  So, I just put my head on my husband’s shoulder and was content to let #1 Dylan Fan soak in it.        

So, this guy was really into the performance, swaying back and forth and grinning, for about four songs.  Then, he sat down and I noticed his attention seemed to wane.  He was a little bit more conversant with his wife and looking around a bit. Dylan saved his three biggest songs for the end:  Like a Rolling Stone, All Along the Watchtower and Blowing in the Wind.  Dylan did wildly different interpretations of all three songs.  In fact, it wasn’t altogether clear until he got well into the songs what they were.  As soon as it became obvious that he was playing Like a Rolling Stone, #1 Dylan Fan did something bafflingly, crazily unpredictable.  He got up… and left.  #1 Dylan Fan up and walked out just as the artist was getting down and legendary.   Why?  Could have been an emergency?  It was more than a bathroom break, because he and his wife kind of packed up and left never to return.  Who knows?  But, my guess is that #1 Dylan Fan had come to the concert, maybe, hoping to recapture some of the magic and what he got, instead, was a reinvention.  History rewritten.  The song did not remain the same. 

Then something else happened that took me by utter surprise.  As #1 Dylan Fan was walking out, I got a chill and goose bumps and suddenly got Bob Dylan.  I not only got him, but think I fell in love. It all clicked for me.  And it took a reinvention to do it.  I don’t like old Bob Dylan.  It’s the new Bob Dylan I fancy.  It’s the new take on the old songs that did it for me.  #1 Dylan Fan, I suspect had a totally opposite experience.  He came for the old Dylan and walked out on the new one.  Which is kind of the way I feel about Mark Knopfler, frankly. 

I think there’s a spiritual application to this story.  But, we got home at midnight, the dog needed to go outside four times before 5:00 a.m. and I’m really tired.

Pondering it, though.

 On my iPod... thinking I got to get some Dylan     

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Kitchen Grown Veggies!

And taking the five loaves and the two fish he looked up to heaven and said a blessing and broke the loaves and gave them to the disciples to set before the people. And he divided the two fish among them all. Mark 6:41 (ESV)

My oldest brother and his wife inspired me to attempt some kitchen sprouting.  It was amazing for me and the family to watch over the period of a few days how a handful of dried beans, grains or legumes can dramatically increase in mass to become a fresh salad or stir fry.  It reminded me of Scripture's account of how Jesus supernaturally multiplied bread and fish.  While we didn't have a miracle on the kitchen counter, we did enjoy a very cool experiment in cultivation, food multiplication and cuisine.

We are now on our fifth batch.  My brother advised sprouting takes a bit of practice and patience.  For our first batch, we used a sprouting mix from the Sprout House.  Worked beautifully!  For our second batch, I used bagged lentils I had in the pantry from the grocery store.  They sprouted nicely, but the texture was tough. The third batch using navy beans failed to sprout after three days and began to show signs of spoilage. The picture below shows our fourth batch using more of the Sprouthouse mix after two days, looking good!  Most recently, we tried alfalfa sprouts and they were awesome. 

So, this is what we did.

1.  Purchased Sprout Master triple trays from amazon.  I liked the idea that they were "family size," stackable, easy to drain, and multiple "crops" could be easily grown at the same time.  But, you can use mason jars with draining lids or even some kinds of colanders will work.

2.  Purchased Sprout House Organic Sprouting Seeds ( Holly's MIx) from amazon. There are more economical ways to go (i.e., the grocery store aisle), but this one worked for us the best and kept us in the game! 

3.  Rinsed seeds and soaked in water overnight.

4.  Put seeds in VERY CLEAN sprouting tray (this part's really important... growing conditions need to be clean from start to finish to avoid contamination.) 

5.  Rinsed seeds thoroughly.

6.   Drained well.

7.  Covered with sprouting lid and set aside.

8.  Rinsed 2 or 3 times a day VERY WELL for 2 or 3 days and drain. Picture below shows our fourth batch of sprouts after overnight soak and 1 1/2 days of rinsing/draining.

9.  Enjoy!

Afterwards, just make sure to hand wash your tray (not dishwasher safe).  I keep a little spray bottle of food grade hyrogen peroxied (again, amazon... and please note this is NOT the stuff you can buy in the medicine aisle at the drugstore) under the sink and give it a quick spray before putting away to make sure that it is germ-free and ready for the next round.  If you're especially germaphobic, you can also use the food grade HP in the overnight soak.  

The batch pictured was great as a stir fry with olive oil, soy sauce and a bit of garlic salt. Cook up some rice and you've got a healthy dinner with good vegetable protein and essential vitamins and minerals!

Friday, October 05, 2012

Quiet Power

I remember sitting in a Bible group years ago and taking a "personality inventory" to see if  I was an introvert or extrovert. I was surprised to learn, by the standards of the quiz, I was a full-blown, off-the-charts introvert.  Not knowing what this meant but figuring that most sociopaths, psychopaths and convicted felons scored the same as me, I felt the blood rush from my head and this full-body creep of personal disappointment, dare I say shame.  Surrounded by gift-of-gabbers, I ran through all sorts of scenarios in my head about how I might spin this so as not to appear so, well, unChristian.

One on one, I find people enchanting.  I really do.  But, give me the choice of breaking banana bread and exchanging one-pot recipes with 12 women without an agenda.... or plucking goose feathers... I'd go for the goose.  I really would.  I don't mind silence.  In fact, I need it.  Otherwise, I can't think.  I can't create. It's the way, I suspect, God has wired me.

In the book Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking, Susan Cain exhaustively researches and reflects upon the way in which the economic drivers of the 20th century manufactured an extrovert "ideal" that Americans have been trying to model and emulate ever since.  Cain tugs at the mask to try and expose whether or not it's illusory. Do extroverts have better ideas? Are they better problem solvers? Are they better leaders? Or, do we tend to simply follow after the guy or gal who speaks most often and can be heard most loudly?
If you are an introvert... if you are married to an introvert... if you are raising an introvert... if you were raised by an introvert... if you have ever met an introvert... if you have ever heard about this word that's spelled i-n-t-r-o-v-e-r-t... you need to read this book.  If you are an extrovert, you need to read it, too.  It might radically change the way you view and value the contributions of others. 

Love & peace and quiet.

On my iPod... I'll Never Know by Goldenhorse


Friday, May 18, 2012

Enjoy this U2 song from Transformers 3 soundtrack!    

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Testimony to holding the Shield of Faith from Morning Star Church on Vimeo.

Oh, my. So powerful...

on my iPod... All My Days by Alexi Murdoch

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Sorry for the extended hiatus. Really busy with the boys and getting close to a conclusion for Anders in the Heavens... coming soon!

Pic: Lifesong Recital Night... boys performed hip hop routine to a Michael Jackson medley.

Thursday, March 04, 2010

I had a contractor out recently who informed me he usually works in er, um, well, higher-end neighborhoods. This was an outdoor matter so as we walked the perimeter of the house he had occasion to spy my brand new solar oven in the backyard. I'd come to a place of peace over the years at what our energy efficient lightbulbs do for my complexion (Johnny Depp's Alice in Wonderland scenes were shot in my kitchen.) In fact, I quite fancy certain green lifestyle habits. So, the contractor who works in much nicer neighborhoods took one look at my backyard kitchen and said to me: "What's going on back here?" To which I replied "Fixin' dinner!" I let him linger for a moment with the unsettling thought that Granny Clampett here just might have a squirrel in the pot before fessing up to a simple batch of chicken soup gently rolling to a boil under a brilliant Texas sun. All to say... it's a little unconventional... but the solar oven simply rocks. It was some of the best soup we've ever had! I did a bit of research and settled on the Global Sun Oven. In case you're interested, I bought mine here at a nice discount. Bon appetite!

On my nightstand: The Intellectuals by Paul Johnson... a fascinating survey of what motivated and shaped the hearts and minds of some of the world's most influential leaders. Just beware of teeny, tiny print...

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Satan's Spin?

Going back to the most primitive renderings, human beings have tried to put a face and a tangibility to the look of evil. Invariably, that face looks, well, evil. Although sometimes today, the face of evil is more of a joke. The $9.99 horn and tail get-up you can buy in the seasonal aisle at WalMart. There would be something organically out of whack, to our thinking, of depicting old Beelzebub with apple cheeks and a filmy set of cherub's wings. Save the pretty imagery for the nice guys, right?

But what does Scripture have to say about the appearance of Lucifer?

You were the model of perfection, full of wisdom and perfect in beauty. Ezekiel 28:12

Even in the garden, we are privy to the workings of some sort of smooth operator. Eve and the serpent conversed. She took him seriously, no doubt entranced by every hook-and-line reeling word. Eve didn't shriek and dispatch Adam for a garden hoe. There was something altogether convicting and charismatic about this guy.

Your heart became proud on account of your beauty. Ezekiel 28:17

So, are we, perhaps, looking for Satan's biggest traps in all the wrong places? Where should we be looking?

Please contact me here to schedule session about "Stars & Scars" for your ladies group. Our Sonrise study group will be meeting this Wednesday at Hebrew's Cafe from 8:15-9:15 to analyze the results of a powerful personal inventory developed by Dallas Theological Seminary Professor Ramesh Richard that's designed to open eyes and change hearts. You're welcome to join us!

…for he is a liar and the father of lies. (John 8:44)

On my iPod... Use Somebody by Kings of Leon