Surely then you will lift up your face without blemish; you will be secure and will not fear.
You will forget your misery; you will remember it as waters that have passed away.
And your life will be brighter than the noonday; it's darkness will be like the morning.
And you will feel secure, because there is hope.
You will look around and take rest in security.
You will lie down, and none will make you afraid...
Friday, September 30, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Love me indie, love me sweet.
We've all been there... we've all seen that couple roaming downtown, holding hands, wearing fedoras and Mary Jane's and Converse. The effortless beauty and simplicity of an indie couple. And we've all felt envious of that sort of love, raw and artistic.
Or maybe that's just me and my wannabe indie friends.
This weekend I bought the Weepies cd Say I Am You. I know, it's been out there in the musical ether for a while. It was only a matter of time before I bought a full album by them. I've always thought that Deb had a cute and catchy voice, but I didn't really fall in love with her before I found out who she was in love with... her band mate! Who is the same person as her husband!
Guys. That is presh.
As put by vibetothis.com...
Love & Music - truly two beautiful things -- no??? There seems to be an appreciable fusion of these two going on in the scene today -- that remarkable event where two banjo-loving heterosexual hipsters hit it off in just the right way and start creating something nice.
I seriously considered just copying and pasting that into this post and taking complete credit for this witty statement, but my conscience proved otherwise. It just hits the nail on the head.
So why not pay tribute to these indie couples? Let's give a round of applause to theses unsung heroes, not only of indie music, but of indie romances.
1. The Weepies: Like I said, they're adorable. Click here to go to their website and then click about to see their one-of-a-kind indie love story and then tell me that you're not jealous. See? You are. Jealousy.
And a song...
2. Zooey Deschanel and Ben Gibbard: Alright, so I didn't exactly know that these two were married til the other day. I was under the common misconception that she is married to her bandmate, M. Ward. False. But the truth is even better. She's married to Ben Gibbard. As in, Death Cab for Cutie Ben Gibbard. As in, one of the best songwriters of our time.
3. Marcus Mumford and Carey Mulligan: The only reason I found out about this couple is because I googled if Marcus Mumford was single. No lie. I have the biggest crush on him ever. But, you know, if I were to give him up to one woman, it would be Carey (or Laura Marling, his ex). You know her, you love her. That's a match made in heaven if I ever saw one.
And this song... I hope that my hipster hubbie will one day sing it for me.
Those are the ones that stick out in my mind. Any other hipster lovers that are blog-worthy?
Clumzzzzz.
This weekend I bought the Weepies cd Say I Am You. I know, it's been out there in the musical ether for a while. It was only a matter of time before I bought a full album by them. I've always thought that Deb had a cute and catchy voice, but I didn't really fall in love with her before I found out who she was in love with... her band mate! Who is the same person as her husband!
Guys. That is presh.
As put by vibetothis.com...
Love & Music - truly two beautiful things -- no??? There seems to be an appreciable fusion of these two going on in the scene today -- that remarkable event where two banjo-loving heterosexual hipsters hit it off in just the right way and start creating something nice.
I seriously considered just copying and pasting that into this post and taking complete credit for this witty statement, but my conscience proved otherwise. It just hits the nail on the head.
So why not pay tribute to these indie couples? Let's give a round of applause to theses unsung heroes, not only of indie music, but of indie romances.
1. The Weepies: Like I said, they're adorable. Click here to go to their website and then click about to see their one-of-a-kind indie love story and then tell me that you're not jealous. See? You are. Jealousy.
And a song...
2. Zooey Deschanel and Ben Gibbard: Alright, so I didn't exactly know that these two were married til the other day. I was under the common misconception that she is married to her bandmate, M. Ward. False. But the truth is even better. She's married to Ben Gibbard. As in, Death Cab for Cutie Ben Gibbard. As in, one of the best songwriters of our time.
3. Marcus Mumford and Carey Mulligan: The only reason I found out about this couple is because I googled if Marcus Mumford was single. No lie. I have the biggest crush on him ever. But, you know, if I were to give him up to one woman, it would be Carey (or Laura Marling, his ex). You know her, you love her. That's a match made in heaven if I ever saw one.
And this song... I hope that my hipster hubbie will one day sing it for me.
Those are the ones that stick out in my mind. Any other hipster lovers that are blog-worthy?
Clumzzzzz.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Richard Brautigan.
I was trying to describe you to someone a few days ago. You don't look like any girl I've ever seen before.
I couldn't say "Well she looks just like Jane Fonda, except that she's got red hair, and her mouth is different and of course, she's not a movie star..."
I couldn't say that because you dont look like Jane Fonda at all.
I finally ended up describing you as a movie I saw when I was a child in Tacoma Washington. I guess I saw it in 1941 or 42, somewhere in there. I think I was seven, or eight, or six.
It was a movie about rural electrification, a perfect 1930's New Deal morality kind of movie to show kids. The movie was about farmers living in the country without electricity. They had to use lanterns to see by at night, for sewing and reading, and they didn't have any appliances like toasters or washing machines, and they couldn't listen to the radio. They built a dam with big electric generators and they put poles across the countryside and strung wire over fields and pastures.
There was an incredible heroic dimension that came from the simple putting up of poles for the wires to travel along. They looked ancient and modern at the same time.
I couldn't say "Well she looks just like Jane Fonda, except that she's got red hair, and her mouth is different and of course, she's not a movie star..."
I couldn't say that because you dont look like Jane Fonda at all.
I finally ended up describing you as a movie I saw when I was a child in Tacoma Washington. I guess I saw it in 1941 or 42, somewhere in there. I think I was seven, or eight, or six.
It was a movie about rural electrification, a perfect 1930's New Deal morality kind of movie to show kids. The movie was about farmers living in the country without electricity. They had to use lanterns to see by at night, for sewing and reading, and they didn't have any appliances like toasters or washing machines, and they couldn't listen to the radio. They built a dam with big electric generators and they put poles across the countryside and strung wire over fields and pastures.
There was an incredible heroic dimension that came from the simple putting up of poles for the wires to travel along. They looked ancient and modern at the same time.
Then the movie showed electricity like a young Greek god, coming to the farmer to take away forever the dark ways of his life. Suddenly, religiously, with the throwing of a switch, the farmer had electric lights to see by when he milked his cows in the early black winter mornings. The farmer's family got to listen to the radio and have a toaster and lots of bright lights to sew dresses and read the newspaper by.
It was really a fantastic movie and excited me like listening to the Star Spangled Banner, or seeing photographs of President Roosevelt, or hearing him on the radio "... the President of the United States... "
I wanted electricity to go everywhere in the world. I wanted all the farmers in the world to be able to listen to President Roosevelt on the radio....
And that's how you look to me.
Spotted: deep meaning in a thrift store album.
So many awesome things come about as a result of random trips to the thrift store. On my most recent jaunt, I left the thrift store with a $2 cd, a $5 tshirt, and a date. Thrift stores can disgust, confuse, intrigue, and enlighten shoppers. I went on my first Starkville thrift store adventure a couple weeks ago and bought an Evan and Jaron cd. I've loved Evan and Jaron ever since my first true love from junior high told me he liked the song Crazy For This Girl. I figured that if I learned all the words to it and just happened to pass him in the hallway while singing it he would realize that we were meant to be and we would live happily ever after. But we all know that was not the case. Anyway...
I couldn't resist purchasing the album. The pros completely outweigh the cons: it was only 2 dollars, I love Crazy For This Girl, it reminds me of young love... But there's one track on the cd that I particularly love. It's called Wouldn't It Be Nice To Be Proud?
This song caught my eye because... well... it would be nice to be proud. Really nice.
I sometimes find myself thinking, we didn't have to win that game, but it sure would've been nice.
I didn't really need to win that contest, but it sure would've been nice.
I didn't really have to make that grade, but, man, would it've been nice.
And so on.
Who doesn't want to look back on their life and be "proud?" As the song says, "Now I've found a little time//to take a look back//from the caboose//and follow the tracks of my life." We all have things we want to accomplish. We all have dreams. But when these dreams become more than goals, when they become idols, when this search for pride becomes all-encompassing... Houston, we have a problem.
Recently I've found myself struggling with pride. As stated by the brilliant, brilliant Avett brothers, "I want to have pride like my mother has//not like the kind in the bible that turns you bad." It's not exactly that I find myself feeling proud... it's actually more like the opposite. I find myself searching for the respect and admiration from my peers in order to feel proud. I look for things to build myself up. I want to be proud to wear the letters of my sorority, proud to be a student at my university, proud to be a english/music therapy/spanish/musical theatre/fill-in-the-blank major.
But guess what? (You can probably tell where this is going.)
I discovered something that we can all be proud of....
Our inheritance in Christ Jesus, our Lord and Savior. Until we have ultimate satisfaction and pride in our relationship with him, nothing more is going to satisfy us.
Because he is the ultimate thirst-quencher, the ultimate cup-filler, the ultimate pride-giver.
"He chose our inheritance for us, the pride of Jacob, whom he loved." Psalm 47:4
"As for me, I shall behold your face in righteousness, I shall be satisfied with your likeness." Psalm 17:15
Joseph, you never thought that our trip to the thrift store would lead to a super-deep, introspective blog post, did you?
XOXO Clumsy Kim.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I don't watch Gossip Girl.
I couldn't resist purchasing the album. The pros completely outweigh the cons: it was only 2 dollars, I love Crazy For This Girl, it reminds me of young love... But there's one track on the cd that I particularly love. It's called Wouldn't It Be Nice To Be Proud?
This song caught my eye because... well... it would be nice to be proud. Really nice.
I sometimes find myself thinking, we didn't have to win that game, but it sure would've been nice.
I didn't really need to win that contest, but it sure would've been nice.
I didn't really have to make that grade, but, man, would it've been nice.
And so on.
Who doesn't want to look back on their life and be "proud?" As the song says, "Now I've found a little time//to take a look back//from the caboose//and follow the tracks of my life." We all have things we want to accomplish. We all have dreams. But when these dreams become more than goals, when they become idols, when this search for pride becomes all-encompassing... Houston, we have a problem.
Recently I've found myself struggling with pride. As stated by the brilliant, brilliant Avett brothers, "I want to have pride like my mother has//not like the kind in the bible that turns you bad." It's not exactly that I find myself feeling proud... it's actually more like the opposite. I find myself searching for the respect and admiration from my peers in order to feel proud. I look for things to build myself up. I want to be proud to wear the letters of my sorority, proud to be a student at my university, proud to be a english/music therapy/spanish/musical theatre/fill-in-the-blank major.
But guess what? (You can probably tell where this is going.)
I discovered something that we can all be proud of....
Our inheritance in Christ Jesus, our Lord and Savior. Until we have ultimate satisfaction and pride in our relationship with him, nothing more is going to satisfy us.
Because he is the ultimate thirst-quencher, the ultimate cup-filler, the ultimate pride-giver.
"He chose our inheritance for us, the pride of Jacob, whom he loved." Psalm 47:4
"As for me, I shall behold your face in righteousness, I shall be satisfied with your likeness." Psalm 17:15
Joseph, you never thought that our trip to the thrift store would lead to a super-deep, introspective blog post, did you?
XOXO Clumsy Kim.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I don't watch Gossip Girl.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Free lunch?
Yes, Coach Brown. There is such a thing. Those of you that took economics senior year at Briarwood will understand that allusion, and those of you that didn't... well, those of you that didn't are lucky, lucky blog readers.
But, basically, the subject of this post is free stuff. Cause, c'mon, who doesn't love to receive a "free lunch" every now and then? Even if it's just a number one from Chic-Fil-A that the cashier graciously gives to you because you forgot your wallet and you don't realize this until after you've already ordered. Thanks, Truett Cathy, for hiring such quality employees. Seriously.
But, as great as free Chic-Fil-A is, you know what's even better?
Free music.
Yes, there is such a thing.
No, you don't have to steal it.
Just ask one of my personal favorite artists of all time, Josh Woodward.
Josh (yeah, first name basis) puts all of his music on the web for free. I don't really know why this is, but for some reason, he really loves the fact that people don't have to pay for his music. I'm convinced that he has some amazing job (dentist is my guess... I get a dentist-y vibe from him for some reason) that allows him to do what he really loves: write and produce music. He does allow people to buy his music, but that's at a name-your-own-price policy, and he prefers that you just get it for free. He just loves his music, and I truly think that he just wants others to love it too. Money's not an object. And that, my friends, is a beautiful thing.
Click here to download all of his songs for free. He even makes it easy for you to navigate the system by categorizing his music: light acoustic? light rock? dark acoustic? dark rock? He's got everything. About 5000 songs worth of everything .
A few of my favorite JW songs:
1. Darien Gap
"I wonder if you're still marooned with a glow, waiting for someone to pave you a road to your dreams."
This song haunts me. As does the one below.
2. She Dreams In Blue
3. Gallows Hill
This one is darkly funny. Completely different side of Josh, but still one you've gotta love.
Another quickie on free music...
Ten Out of Tenn, anyone?
Ten Out of Tenn is a group of ten artists from Nashville, TN, that band together every year to put together a fantastic singer-songwriter album and go on an even more fantastic tour. I've never had the opportunity to see the entire group on tour, but I have seen some of the artists individually, and they are all awesome. It's obvious to the observers that they are all passionate about what they do, and that they, like Josh Woodward, do it not for the money, but for the pure love of music. Which, again, is beautiful.
But, anyway, the new TOT album came out this week, and guess what? It's free. That's right, free.
Click here for the link to download it.
There aren't any youtube videos for these songs yet, or else I would post them, and I know you would LOVE to listen to them, but I'll leave you with a list of my favorites from the album. Did I mention it's free?
1. The Bed You Made - Jeremy Lister
2. Not Foolin' Around Tonight - Butterfly Boucher
3. Just You - Amy Stroup
4. Leave To See - Trent Dabbs
5. Free My Mind - Katie Herzig
You don't have to thank me. But, if you feel the need to present to me a token of your gratitude, checks can be made payable to Clumsy Kim. I also love gift cards.
Guys, don't steal music. It's not cool. Why steal when there's so much free stuff to be had?
Clumsy.
But, basically, the subject of this post is free stuff. Cause, c'mon, who doesn't love to receive a "free lunch" every now and then? Even if it's just a number one from Chic-Fil-A that the cashier graciously gives to you because you forgot your wallet and you don't realize this until after you've already ordered. Thanks, Truett Cathy, for hiring such quality employees. Seriously.
But, as great as free Chic-Fil-A is, you know what's even better?
Free music.
Yes, there is such a thing.
No, you don't have to steal it.
Just ask one of my personal favorite artists of all time, Josh Woodward.
Josh (yeah, first name basis) puts all of his music on the web for free. I don't really know why this is, but for some reason, he really loves the fact that people don't have to pay for his music. I'm convinced that he has some amazing job (dentist is my guess... I get a dentist-y vibe from him for some reason) that allows him to do what he really loves: write and produce music. He does allow people to buy his music, but that's at a name-your-own-price policy, and he prefers that you just get it for free. He just loves his music, and I truly think that he just wants others to love it too. Money's not an object. And that, my friends, is a beautiful thing.
Click here to download all of his songs for free. He even makes it easy for you to navigate the system by categorizing his music: light acoustic? light rock? dark acoustic? dark rock? He's got everything. About 5000 songs worth of everything .
A few of my favorite JW songs:
1. Darien Gap
"I wonder if you're still marooned with a glow, waiting for someone to pave you a road to your dreams."
This song haunts me. As does the one below.
2. She Dreams In Blue
3. Gallows Hill
This one is darkly funny. Completely different side of Josh, but still one you've gotta love.
Another quickie on free music...
Ten Out of Tenn, anyone?
Ten Out of Tenn is a group of ten artists from Nashville, TN, that band together every year to put together a fantastic singer-songwriter album and go on an even more fantastic tour. I've never had the opportunity to see the entire group on tour, but I have seen some of the artists individually, and they are all awesome. It's obvious to the observers that they are all passionate about what they do, and that they, like Josh Woodward, do it not for the money, but for the pure love of music. Which, again, is beautiful.
But, anyway, the new TOT album came out this week, and guess what? It's free. That's right, free.
Click here for the link to download it.
There aren't any youtube videos for these songs yet, or else I would post them, and I know you would LOVE to listen to them, but I'll leave you with a list of my favorites from the album. Did I mention it's free?
1. The Bed You Made - Jeremy Lister
2. Not Foolin' Around Tonight - Butterfly Boucher
3. Just You - Amy Stroup
4. Leave To See - Trent Dabbs
5. Free My Mind - Katie Herzig
You don't have to thank me. But, if you feel the need to present to me a token of your gratitude, checks can be made payable to Clumsy Kim. I also love gift cards.
Guys, don't steal music. It's not cool. Why steal when there's so much free stuff to be had?
Clumsy.
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