Friday, April 28, 2006

Motives ....

From "The Great Divorce" by C.S. Lewis:

"Every poet and musician and artist, but for Grace, is drawn away from love of the thing he tells, to love of the telling till, down in Deep Hell, they cannot be interested in God at all but only in what they say about Him. For it doesn’t stop at being interested in paint, you know. They sink lower—become interested in their own personalities and then in nothing but their own reputations."

This strikes me hard. How tempting it is to love the telling more than the thing I tell! It's something we all, writers, musicians, painters, preachers -- everyone who spreads the gospel by any means and through any medium, must guard against.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Groundbreaking New Films!

You will recall that a few weeks back I posted two columns featuring an interview I conducted with local film-makers William Wallace and Bryan Miller. Their film will open this week at the Sojourn Community's Cultivate Beauty Film Festival. The main location for the festival will be the Kentucky Theater on 4th street in downtown Louisville. You locals should come! I'm posting a full schedule of festival events, including an event tonight at the great Sunergos Coffee house, and tomorrow at Pyro Gallery.

Thursday, April 27

Local filmmakers Bryan Miller & William Wallace will discuss the creative process behind their film “Justice Is A Blessing” & making a film on a shoestring budget.
Followed by a local filmmaker meet & greet.
7PM @ Sunergos Coffee, 2122 Preston St. (next to Uncle Pleasants)

Friday, April 28

Stu Pollard, Director of “Keep Your Distance”, will be speaking on cultivating beauty in film making.
7:30PM doors & 8PM lecture @ Pyro Gallery, 221 Hancock St. (off E. Market near gallery row)

Saturday, April 29 Film Festival

Kentucky Theater on 4th St., Louisville, KY

Moving Pictures art exhibit in theater lobby. Artwork created by Sojourners and artists from outside the community.

2:00 Doors open
2:30 Viewing of previous years winners
3-5:00 Showing of 2006 entries (1st portion – there will be short breaks to hit the bathroom & concession stand)
5-5:30 Break
5:30 Lecture by Vin Morreale. Vin is a member of Southeast Christian who owns a film production company and also teaches classes on film making.
6:15-8:00 Showing of 2006 entries (2nd portion)
8:00 Presentation of 2006 Sojourn Film Festival Winners

2006 Entries

“A Wacky Look at ART Etiquette” Rubin J. Moreno 5:38
“The Man With The Red Hat” John Russell Cring 15:00
“Dudes Being Awesome” Kyle Noltemeyer 12:00
“You Are A Conductor” Alex O’Nan 3:49
“Ninjas Are Two Sweet” Thomas Bernardin 35:00
“The Pitch” Tom Holby & Nick Marrinucci 11:00
“”Fred Astaire’s Got Nothin’ On Me” Rubin J. Moreno 13:08
“Glitches & Dropped Frames” Sean Fawbush 12:00
“I Got The Headache” William Wallace 5:00
“Ordinary Life” Tyler Deeb 29:00

Mature Subject films (some of these films deal with topics such as drinking, death & suicide and contain suggested violence along with a few cuss words)

“Justice Is a Blessing” William Wallace & Bryan Miller 6:30
“Moments In Motion: A Conversation on Life and Death” Ed Marcelle 15:00
“Kiss A Cloud” Austin Blair & John Coulter 6:00
“The Package” Jeffery Mcleid 8:30
“Oscar’s Mother” Brian Cunningham 12:00

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

New Text

Here is a hymn-metered text that I finished Sunday night (when I say "finished," I mean "finished with the rough draft. Who knows how much I might revise it). My friend Nathan, a brilliant pianist, is working on music for it:

Deeper than the darkest grave --
The depths of my own sin.
None could save my sullied heart
Nor reach so far within.

None could purify but Christ,
None other could forgive.
None would suffer for my lies
And die so I could live.

chorus Love of God! Love of God!
Nothing else could sever
Pride's strong hold from my own soul,
Saving me forever.

I will never be the same,
I see how wrong I was.
Loss for me is truly gain
When losing leads to love.

Jesus take away the things
That pull me from Your side.
Humble me and fill my heart
With love in place of pride.

(repeat chorus)

Love beyond what man can dream,
Compassion so divine;
Forgave for good at Calvary,
Forgives time after time.

Fill me with Your Spirit, Lord,
To love impartially.
Remind me that without your grace
I'd be Your enemy.

(repeat chorus)

c. 2006

Wordsworth In Da House!

By the Sea
by William Wordsworth

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free;
The holy time is quiet as a nun
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquillity;

The gentleness of heaven is on the sea:
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
And doth with his eternal motion make
A sound like thunder -everlastingly.

Dear child! dear girl! that walkest with me here,
If thou appear untouched by solemn thought
Thy nature is not therefore less divine:

Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year,
And worshipp'st at the Temple's inner shrine,
God being with thee when we know it not.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Three Cheers For Bob And XM!

We here at Jive To The Monkey studios now bring you this Very Important Press Release from XM satellite radio:

Theme Time Radio Hour with Your Host Bob Dylan
Premieres May 3
Deep Tracks® - XM 40 - Wednesdays 10AM ET
The Village - XM 15 - Thursdays 5PM ET

Take a trip back to the golden age of radio. With music hand-selected from his personal collection, Bob Dylan takes you to places only he can. Listen as Bob Dylan weaves his own brand of radio with special themes, listener emails and a little help from his friends. It's your chance to take a peek into the music soul of one of the most important songwriters and artists of the 20th Century.

Yeehaw people! I of course am an XM subscriber. Can't be it -- $12.95 a month for tons of commercial free music stations at home, in the car, on the go, and online, covering just about any style of music you can think of, plus news, sports, and comedy channels. And now ... Bob Dylan hosts his own show for the first time ever. Wahoo!

Friday, April 21, 2006

Jive Monkey Gold: Bob Dylan Lyric Analysis

Lyric Analysis: Ring Them Bells

This time we're doing something a little different -- instead of analysing a song from a writer's perspective, we're going to look at the "meaning" -- kind of a little devotional based off the Bob Dylan song "Ring Them Bells" Here are the lyrics:

Ring them bells, ye heathen
From the city that dreams,
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries
Cross the valleys and streams,
For they're deep and they're wide
And the world's on its side
And time is running backwards
And so is the bride.

Ring them bells St. Peter
Where the four winds blow,
Ring them bells with an iron hand
So the people will know.
Oh it's rush hour now
On the wheel and the plow
And the sun is going down
Upon the sacred cow.

Ring them bells Sweet Martha,
For the poor man's son,
Ring them bells so the world will know
That God is one.
Oh the shepherd is asleep
Where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled
With lost sheep.

Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf,
Ring them bells for all of us who are left,
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who will judge the many when the game is through.
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,
For the child that cries
When innocence dies.

Ring them bells St. Catherine
From the top of the room,
Ring them from the fortress
For the lilies that bloom.
Oh the lines are long
And the fighting is strong
And they're breaking down the distance
Between right and wrong.


Copyright © 1989 Special Rider Music

This is one of the more obvious (though by no means few) of Dylan's apocalyptic songs. It is essentially a "call to arms," or "call to worship," which is heard in the title itself -- bell ringing is historically a summons.

Why the need for apocalyptic warning? Because "the world's on its side" and "time is running backwards, and so is the bride." Contextually (and with knowledge of Dylan's religious persuasion) the bride can be seen as "the Bride of Christ". Dylan often critiques from within. He sees himself as part of the Bride, a Bride that is running backwards, shirking her duties -- moving away from, rather than towards, her impending nuptuals.

Peter, Martha, and Catherine each bring meaning to the song.
Peter: A lead apostle and close friend of Jesus, given the charge to "feed the sheep."
Martha: Also a friend of Jesus, sister to Lazarus and Mary. Known during the Dark Ages as the Patron Saint of Housewives, as well as being known for her faith in Christ's resurrecting powers.
Catherine: St. Catherine of Alexandria, a 4th century saint persecuted for her faith (she had refused to marry the Emperor, claiming to be only the "Bride of Christ," and broken on the wheel. Legend has it that the wheel itself broke, so she was beheaded instead. Milk, rather than blood, flowed out. Her body was then supposedly transported, by angels or monks, to Mt. Sinai ("the top of the room"). She was held as a protectress of the dying and a skilled advocate (having successfully debated 50 philosophers).

The reference to the "four winds" is itself apocalyptic, coming from, among other places, Matthew, where "... he shall send his angels ... they shall gather together his elect from the four winds ..." (Matt 24:31)

"It's rush hour now on the wheel and the plow" tells us that "the time is at hand," and the reference to the sun going down upon the sacred cow echoes the prophecy (Zeph. 2:8-11) that God would "famish the gods of the earth" (the cow of course is considered sacred in Hinduism).

The "shepherd is asleep" while the mountains are "filled with lost sheep." This ties in with the declaration that the bride is running backwards. The shepherd should be seen in general as the bride, and more specifically as the ministry. The song was written at the close of a decade filled with news of one minister after another being caught in financial or sexual sin, while others succumbed to the temptation to become primarily political, rather than religious, leaders. (It should also be noticed that "the hills are filled with lost sheep" plays off a William Blake poem, "Nurse's Song," where it is written "And the hills are all cover'd with sheep.")

The "chosen few who will judge the many when the game is through" (Matt. 22:14; Rev. 20:4) also refers to the Bride of Christ, who will by then (at the closing of the game) have shed itself of "sleeping" members and will be a co-regent with Christ.

"Breaking down the distance between right and wrong" is an indictment of moral relativism and existentialist ennui. It is the sort of philosophy that is seen everywhere in society. Consider the latest Star Wars, where Obi Wan declares "only a Sith deals in absolutes," which is itself as absolute a statement as one could make.

"Ring Them Bells" was released on Dylan's "Oh Mercy" album, considered by many to be a return to form after a decade of dissapointing records. It was the first Dylan record to be produced by Daniel Lanois (who had been recommended to Dylan by U2's Bono). The production on this song is crips and minimalist, featuring slow piano chops and Dylan's husky voice. It is sung with a sense of urgency, yet the vocals never outrun the piano.

You ain't got but one head ....

First, an update: it took me one hour to get to work today, because of Thunder Over Louisville (see previous blog post -- I believe it was two posts back). It normally takes 20 minutes. Argh. Double-dog argh.

So last night I enjoyed a scrumptuous Chinese feast and a great musical at Actors Theatre of Louisville with three of my favorite people in the world -- favorite when they're not getting on my nerves, that is.

The play was "Crowns," by a great contemporary playwright named Regina Taylor. It was a hilarious, and at times touching, look at southern African American church culture, and the big ol' hats ("crowns") the ladies where to church. Lots of great old-time, get-on-your-feet Gospel music. The plot revolved around Jeanette, a troubled teen from Brooklyn who was sent to South Carolina by her mother to live with, and learn from, Grandma Shaw after Jeanette's brother was killed by gunshot on the streets.

Jeanette moves from rebellion to redemption, witnessing and eventually taking part in some great songs and hilarious soliloquies on hats along the way. If you get a chance to see this play when it comes to a town near you, jump on it.

I'm on the battlefield for my Lord,
Yes I'm on the battlefield for my Lord ....

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Shakespeare Quote

Quote of the Day - William Shakespeare - "Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none."

I saw this on google and had to post it because it's so "me." Or at least, it's so "what I try to do." The "trust a few" part comes easier than the "love all" and "do wrong to none."

B-Dawg and Shakespeare: birds of a feather.

Thunder's On The Way And It's Raining In My Heart

"I hate them and I hope they run out of milk and don't realize it and have to go to the store."

I typed this line yesterday in an e-conversation with Tiny Dancer, aka Pinhead, aka Stacey (we actually work together, so e-conversations might seem kind of silly, but, well ... I don't know what to say to that).

Why would I say such a thing? To whom was I refering?

Well, to all my out-of-town Monkey Maniacs, you should know that this Saturday we here in Kentuckiana kick off the Kentucky Derby season with the annual "Thunder Over Louisville," which is supposedly the largest fireworks show in the U.S. It's quite a spectacle.

One problem: those of us who actually live just north of the Ohio River (in Jeffersonville, Indiana) but work in Louisville have a terrible time getting across the river because of Thunder. Why, you ask? Because they choose to shoot off the fireworks on one of the only TWO downtown bridges Louisville has. That's right, because some local joyboys want to fire bottle rockets off the 2nd Street Bridge, yours truly has to leave for work an hour early and resign himself to getting home late today and Friday. It takes them THREE DAYS to set the fireworks up on the bridge.

Now, to be fair, there are a lot of fireworks. It is something to see. If any of you distant people see the light and move to Louisville, you will be totally impressed with this event for at least five or six years, unless you live in Jeffersonville, where it's cheaper, in which case you will be clawing your own face off in frustration by your second or third year.

I don't really hate them, though -- the joyboys. But I DO hope they run out of milk and don't realize it and have to make a late night trip to the store. And I hope that by the time they realize it, they're in their pajamas, so they have to change clothes before hopping in their car and heading to market. THAT will teach them a lesson.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Top 10 Things To Say When Caught Napping At Your Desk

Curtesy of "Random" Cheryl Rupp, who always sends me funny things but never posts them on her own neglected blog:

10. "They told me at the Blood Bank this might happen."
9. "This is just a 15 minute power nap they raved about in the time
management course you sent to me ."
8. "Whew! Guess I left the top off the Whiteout. You probably got
here just in time."
7. "I wasn't sleeping! I was meditating on the mission statement and
envisioning a new business strategy."
6. "I was testing my keyboard for drool resistance."
5. "I was doing a highly specific Yoga exercise to relieve work-
related stress. Are you discriminatory toward people who practice Yoga?"
4. "Why did you interrupt me? I had almost figured out how to handle
that big accounting problem."
3. "Did you ever notice sound coming out of these keyboards when you
put your ear down real close?"
2. "Who put decaf in the wrong pot?"
1. [Raise head slowly and say], "...in Jesus name, Amen."

The Most Difficult Lie

From "Blue Like Jazz," by Donald Miller:

"The most difficult lie I have ever contended with is this: Life is a story about me."

True, no? It's true of me, anyway. Most of my consternation with people and situations stems from the fact that someone has decided that I'm not the star of the show. And whatever their motivation might be, the truth is I'm NOT. My life, my breath, my world, is dedicated to God, to His glory. Or it should be.

Monday, April 17, 2006

Here's A New Poem

So last night I was kinda' bummed. You know, having one of those "what is God's plan for me, and is it a good plan>" moments, when scriptures began to come and I began to meditate on his sovereignty and goodness. So I composed a poem in hymn meter -- four stanzas. Like I said, this was written late last night so it may be rough. But this is my blog and I don't know what ELSE to write today so I'll share it with you. I haven't added a melody to it yet. Maybe I will; maybe I won't:

YOU DO ALL THINGS WELL (a hymn in common meter):

Every aspect of my life
Is under Your control.
You alone direct my steps,
You know where I must go.
In You, I live, and move, and breathe.
I'm nothing by myself.
I trust Your goodness and Your will,
For You do all things well.

Sickness, careless acts of men
Can all bring sudden pain.
Solid plans and heavenly dreams
Are often swept away.
You work all things for my own good,
To draw me to Yourself.
I trust Your goodness and Your will,
For You do all things well.

And should a king or warrior strike
To conquer fellow man,
And should he boast of all his might
With blood upon his hands,
He blindly serves Your purpose, Lord.
What purpose? Time will tell.
I trust Your goodness and Your will,
For You do all things well.

No harm can come against Your child
But that which You've allowed.
This present world will pass away;
You'll come back on the clouds.
No one will stop You in that hour --
Not all the power of hell.
I trust Your goodness and Your will,
For You do all things well.

Friday, April 14, 2006

Song For Easter

I may have posted all or part of this before, but I thought as my Easter blog column I'd print the lyrics to this song I wrote with Chad Lewis a few months ago:

Precious Jesus, Lord of All

Jesus, more than lowly servant -- More than teacher of the law.
More than sacrificial hero -- Nothing less than lord of all.
Three days gone inside a cavern, sealed in with a heavy stone.
By his death made sinners welcome to the altar of God’s throne.

Lord of all. Lord of all. Precious Jesus, Lord of all.
Lord of all. Lord of all. Precious Jesus, Lord, Lord of all.

Body raised on Easter morning. Seen by friends for forty days.
Hundreds marveled as he taught them. Proved his claim over the grave.
Servant-teacher, hero risen -- God Who Saves and God Who Reigns.
Ascended to the clouds of heaven just as He had preordained.

Lord of all. Lord of all. Precious Jesus, Lord of all.
Lord of all. Lord of all. Precious Jesus, Lord, Lord of all.

Surer than each morning’s sunrise is Messiah’s glad return.
Vainly will His foes assemble; vainly will the devil run.
Jesus and the saints of heaven will crush the forces of decay.
Then, an everlasting kingdom. Perfect love and endless day.

Lord of all. Lord of all. Precious Jesus, Lord of all.
Lord of all. Lord of all. Precious Jesus, Lord, Lord of all.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Monkey Maniac Of The Day: Amanda Anderson

Today we award the prestigious Monkey Maniac of the Day award to that rarest of creatures -- someone who seldom reads this blog, nor posts (well, she posted a few times, back in the day). Yes, my friends, I'm talking about Amanda Anderson, wife of Joel "The Enforcer" Anderson (formerly Joel The Metro. His new nickname stems from ... well, that's another story for another day).

Amanda is one of those great, loyal, caring friends that one seldom finds, one that would defend you tooth and nail, and do anything she could to help you and promote your happiness and well-being.

The Anderson's always have a big spread for Easter. They go all out. Amanda will spend the entire morning cooking delicacies and staples, and the table will be arranged with class and style. And most importantly, I am always invited. YUM!

Each of the last two Valentine's Day's since my divorce, Amanda has called me to wish me Happy Valentine's, to ask how I'm doing, and to tell me to hang in there. It's very appreciated on that loneliest of days.

Amanda also stresses the importance of good clothes. And of properly caring for one's good clothes. That is a key function of friendship.

Last, but not least, Amanda is a Nightrider, and we all know that Nightriders are a Super Hero force that protects Louisville, nay, ALL of Kentuckiana, from the powers of darkness. For these and many more reasons, she is the Monkey Maniac of the Day.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Jive Monkey Gold: Lyric Analysis -- Nickel Creek

Lyric Analysis: "Reasons Why" by Nickel Creek

Time now for a discussion of Nickel Creek's "Reasons Why," a haunting, provocative song from their self-titled major label debut. Here are the lyrics:

"Reasons Why"
lyrics by David Pucket. music by Sean Watkins

Where am I today? I wish that I knew
'Cause looking around there's no sign of you
I don't remember one jump or one leap
Just quiet steps away from your lead

I'm holding my heart out but clutching it too
Feeling this short of a love that we once knew
I'm calling this home when it's not even close
Playing the role with nerves left exposed

Standing on a darkened stage,
stumbling through the lines
Others have excuses,
but I have my reasons why

We get distracted by dreams of our own
But nobody's happy while feeling alone
And knowing how hard it hurts when we fall
We lean another ladder against the wrong wall

And climb high to the highest rung,
to shake fists at the sky
While others have excuses,
tI have my reasons why

[Bridge:]With so much deception
it's hard not to wander away
It's hard not to wander away
It's hard not to wander away

So we have 3 verses, a bridge, and two choruses that are really more like bridges themselves, or turnarounds -- just extensions to the verses. The rhyme scheme for the verses is:

A
A
B
B
with two of the three "B" couplets ending on assonant rhymes (same vowel, different consonant)

For the chorus, it's

A
B
C
B

The bridge is "A" for the first line, then "B's" all the way since the last three lines are identical.

You'll notice that with good songs, the rhyme scheme of the chorus is often different from the verses. This is one way (melody and of course subject matter being others) to make the chorus stand out.

Another thing that Pucket does here is change the lyrics of the chorus slightly to continue developing the metaphor established in each verse. So when the second verse ends with:

Playing the role with nerves exposed

he continues with theater symbolism in the chorus:

Standing on a darkened stage
Stumbling through the lines

Likewise, the third verse ends:

We lean another ladder against the wrong wall

and the altered chorus begins:

And climb to the highest rung
To shake fists at the sky

This grouping and development of metaphorical content contributes to the integrity of the song's structure. The soft, mid-tempo, yearning music that Watkins built around the lyrics does so as well, by putting the listener in a contemplative mood before the first note is sung.

The song is about faith, and as is often the case, the "secular" band Nickel Creek (all group members are evangelical Christians, though they are not a "Christian band") has formed a song that is more in the spirit of the Psalms than what is sung in most churches. Yet there is no "churchiness" to the lyrics -- no ten-gallon theological words or phrases.

But it is more than just an ability to put Biblical concepts into "street language." It is about courage and freedom -- the freedom and courage required to say "I'm confused and cold right now." "Christian" artists can't say that -- or at least they think they can't. We Christians have to have all the answers (there is a difference between knowing The Answer and having the answers). We have to stand on a tower and shout "I Have Found The Way," lest anyone mock us when we wimper "I feel like I'm lost in a crowd." I think we figure that people won't want to follow Christ until we Christians can make them believe they will be perfect when they do. I'd be interested in reading anyone's thoughts on this matter.

This narrator has distilled a big truth of the human condition into a couplet:

I don't remember one jump or one leap
Just quiet steps away from your lead

We often don't lose sight of Christ overnight -- it's a gradual slipping away. And we want to return to our first love, while at the same time fearful of being rejected, of having played the prodigal once too often:

I'm holding my heart out but clutching it too
Feeling this short of a love that we once knew

The narrator is also unafraid to place the blame where it ultimately belongs, rather than a simple, lazy "devil made me do it":

We get distracted by the dreams of our own

At the same time, this is a narrator who is unable to approach full candor. She (the song is sung by Sara Watkins) wants us to know that, wink, wink, others offer the same sentiments as "excuses," but to her they're "reasons why." Watkins conveys a hint of irony in these lines. Of course "excuses" and "reasons why" amount to the same thing. And so while it is true that:

With so much deception
It's hard not to wander away

The truth is, this is just another "reason why." The genius of the Nickel Creek recording is their ability to convey the irony. We sing along, all the while realizing that our excuses are inadequate. We have drifted. Check out "Reasons Why" on their Sugar Hill debut Nickel Creek (2000).

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Pinky and the Brain Quotes

I was digging through old emails and found these quotes that my homie Lorie and I traded a long time ago. They're from one of the greatest cartoons of all time: Pinky and The Brain. Lorie is Pinky and I am the Brain. Even if the rest of you see it differently. But anyway, enjoy. These quotes amuse me to no end:

Stepped on by a horse
B: That was unpleasant.

Walking into a doorframe
B: This is a pain which is going to linger.

Pinky has kicked him into the cage bars while doing his Russian danceP: Gee, Brain, what are you doing over there?
B: Pondering your afterlife, Pinky.

From "Bubba Bo Bob Brain"
B: Sometimes you make my head hurt, Pinky.

Walking into a doorframe (again)
B: Yes! This pain will definitely be with me.

From "Bubba Bo Bob Brain"
B: It must be inordinately taxing to be such a boob.
P: You have no idea.

To Pinky, while on stilts
B: If I could reach you, I would hurt you.

From "Opportunity Knox"
B: Yes, Pinky, that's it. We shall open a boutique and sell ladies' clothing and pollen.

Entering a bus station
Ticket Saleslady: You're a tall drink of water, aint'cha darlin'?
B: Actually, I'm a lab mouse on stilts.

After whacking Pinky with a test tube
B: I feel cleansed.

Pinky sees a similarly stupid looking horse
B: Dear God, they're multiplying.

From "When Mice Ruled the Earth"
B: Some mice have more evolving to do than others.

From "Meet John Brain"
B: Pinky, once I take over the world, remind me to publicly snub you.

Responding to a suggestion from Pinky
B: Brilliant, Pinky! Oh, no, wait. What if we want to use a plan that works?

From "The Helpinky Formula"
B: Remember, I'm not just the president of the Small Club for Men, I'm also a mouse planning world domination.

Introducing himself to TV land
B: And I am the Iconoclast, an unconventional eccentric who marches to a different drummer... [whacked on head] but you may call me Noodle Noggin.

Being squashed by a gold ingot
B: I am in intense pain.

B: It proved that radio was a powerful tool. And now, Pinky, the advance of technology has brought us an even more powerful tool. Do you know what that is?
P: Ummm... the rubber band?
B: The Workings of your mind are a mystery to me, Pinky.

B: Promise me something, Pinky. Never breed.
P: I'll try.

B: I am in intense pain, Pinky.
P: Ditto, Brain. Zort!

B: Pinky, I am in considerable pain.
P: Narf! Zort! Poit! Gat! I'm with you, Brain!

B: Here we are, Pinky--at the dawn of time!
P: Narf, Brain. Wake me at the noon of time.

B: Now, Pinky, if by any chance you are captured during this mission, remember you are Gunther Heindriksen from Appenzell. You moved to Grindelwald to drive the cog train to Murren. Can you repeat that?
P: Mmmm, no, Brain, don't think I can.

P: Egad! You astound me, Brain!
B: That's a simple task, Pinky.

B: Come here, Pinky, so that I may hurt you.

From "Brainie the Pooh," with Brain as the title character and Pinky as Pinklet
B: Pinklet, did it ever occur to you that that scarf may be constricting the flow of blood to your brain?
P: Oh, yes, it did, Brainie, but it keeps my neck all cozy warmy!

From the end of "Brain's Night Off," after a series of unsuccessful entertainment trips
B: Come, Pinky. We must return to the lab to prepare for tomorrow night.
P: Gee, Brain, what are we going to do tomorrow night?
B: The only thing I know how to have any fun doing. Trying to take over the world!

Monday, April 10, 2006

Quotes

My ol' pal Cheryl passed these two quotes to me. I think they speak volumes. Hope you learn something from them:


The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes to do,
but in liking what one has to do.
James Barrie


Whenever conferring with another, either face to face or across the miles, Whether a human being, departed spirit, or sentient tree, always speak to the highest within them. It makes such a difference.

Mike Dooley, Author and Philosopher.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Independent Film-maker Interview, part deux

continued ....

Travelogue: Tell me about the current project.

William: It’s a feature film called “Guinea Pigs.” We’re actually shooting it as a series of seven shorts, or chapters. That way we can do one at a time as funding becomes available, then we can tie them all together.

Bryan: If we could secure enough funding at once we’d scrap the chapter idea and shoot it all at once, but this seems like the best way to do it.

Travelogue: How do you secure funding for something like this?

William: This is something we’re learning. We’re going to be meeting with a guy that used to raise support for political campaigns but now does entertainment.

Bryan: Film is a very risky investment. You have to do it because you love it, because you believe in the project and have a passion for the medium.

Travelogue: Tell us about the story behind Guinea Pigs.

William: It’s basically a story of community and redemption, the story of two friends named Jack and Nicholas, in their mid to late twenties. They travel around the country going through pharmaceutical research, so basically they are, like the title says, guinea pigs. The drug study is a backdrop to their life stories. They’re coming together as broken people, becoming men.

Bryan: The premise is that a person’s past doesn’t have to predict their future outcome. We can overcome a tragic past, but we need each other.

William: The first chapter, which deals with Nicholas’s back story, is called "Justice Is A Blessing." It will probably be one of the more controversial aspects of the film because Nicholas was molested in his childhood by a family friend, Bradley.

Bryan: We were careful in how we shot it, as far as what’s called POV’s (point of views). We didn’t want the audience to experience the POV of the molester or the victim, but yet you will come away with an understanding of how evil this is. We didn’t want to glorify it in any way, but we didn’t want to sweep it under the rug either.
When we leave the back-story to catch up with Nicholas as an adult, he’s come across the guy and he wants justice; he wants to kill him. He has to discover the difference between revenge and justice.

William: It explores the cyclical nature of the things we’re exposed to as children. I’ve worked at a boys’ home, around fourteen-year-old boys who were already sexual offenders. When you look at their backgrounds, you find out they were abused themselves when they were younger.
Nicholas has bizarre views on sexuality, and he has this surging anger. It’s a vicious cycle of unhealthy mental and emotional patterns.

Travelogue: Why aren’t more Christian filmmakers dealing with these kinds of issues?

Bryan: We are so image conscious in the “Christian community.” We try so hard to be “Christian artists” instead of artists who are Christians. We should be more like people such as Tolkien, a Christian who told compelling stories. And of course, because he was a Christian, those beliefs came through in his art.

William: I think a lot of Christians are afraid to portray this world as what it is: a fallen world. We are fallen. Without Christ we are all Bradleys.

Bryan: The only time they seem to portray a fallen, messed up world is in End Time movies.

William: Or if there is going to be a nice, happy ending with no loose ends: it’s a fallen world, but then “Joey” become a Christian and it’s smooth sailing. But that’s not reality.

Bryan: Jesus never once promised anything like that. He warned us it would be just the opposite.

Travelogue: How do you, as a Christian, relate to people within the industry?

Will: It’s like any job. You don’t just go in and say, “Hey everyone, I’m a Christian. Watch me.” But the way you do your job, the way you converse -- the fruits of the Spirit will be present in those things.

Travelogue: Closing thoughts?

William: It’s amazing how everything has come for us together on this film, and how God has guided us. Everything from the cast, to finding props, getting an editor -- it was just one unique chain of events after another, and we could see God moving in so many ways.

Bryan: And the Sojourn community has been so supportive of us. That’s very inspiring -- to have a community of believers who see what you’re trying to do and who support it and encourage us to tell our stories. So many people have taken an interest in what we’re doing.

"Justice Is A Blessing" will premier in Louisville at the Kentucky Theater Saturday evening, April 29, as part of the Can't Dance Film Festival. Exact time is yet to be determined.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Independent Film-Maker Interview, part one

Here is part one of an interview I conducted for Sojourn's news journal, Travelogue, with two indie filmmakers from our community. Their film is set to debut at the Can't Dance Film Festival, here in Louisville at the Kentucky Theater, on Saturday, April 29:

This month we meet two of Sojourn’s filmmakers -- Bryan Miller and William Wallace. God led both men to him through the lives of others -- Bryan, through his wife Winona, who turned their first date into a witnessing experience, and William, initially through a Christian room-mate in Reno. Each man went through a series of experiences that deepened their walk with God and led them to Sojourn. They sat down with me to talk about their current joint film project, the intersection of Christianity and the arts, the merits and difficulties of making movies in Louisville, and many other aspects of film during an evening at Sunergos Coffee.

Travelogue: How did you get started as a filmmaker?

William: I was told early on when I decided to get into film that the way to get started was simply to start working in the industry, no matter what the project or the position. But I had no idea how to do that. I started doing short films and music videos. Then, while I was working a “normal” job at Humana, I took a vacation to intern on an indie feature. By the end of that first week I knew I couldn’t go back to Humana.
Film is such an incredible medium. You’re combining the visual arts with music, and of course at the most basic, you’re telling stories. So you’ve got writing, music, performance and visual arts, all in one format. And it’s crazy hours -- twelve hours is a short day when you’re making a film. But working on movies is the one thing I’ve done that I’m driven to do, to push myself.

Bryan: Yeah, when a person has a passion for film -- twelve hours, fourteen hours, sixteen, whatever, you don’t even feel it. It’s like nothing, because you’re doing what you were meant to do.

Travelogue: Bryan, how did you get started?

Bryan: William and I have both always been students of film in general -- not in an actual film school sense, but just lovers of film in every sense of the word.
I started out in technical theater production, though. I was working for a live theater production company that got hired to build a set for a movie called “Lawn Dogs.” Through that I got to know some people in the film who said, “You should come on board.”
I said, “Sure.” Within a couple weeks I knew that film was for me, that I didn’t want to do theater any more.


Travelogue: Is the film you’re working on now the first one you’ve made together?

William: Yes.

Bryan: Yes, and it’s our first full-length feature, writing and directing.

Travelogue: Do you consider yourselves primarily screenwriters, or directors?

Bryan: It all goes together. Everything. Even jobs like PA (production assistant) or working in the art department -- I don’t want to ever get to the place where I feel I’m above any of it. It’s all filmmaking.

William: To go along with that: we also work construction, to help pay the bills. But any day I can be working in film -- even the most mundane, lowest paying position on a film, is something that I’d rather be doing than construction, because when I’m working on a film I’m taking part in something I love.

Bryan: Yeah, that’s my mind-set. Because no matter what I’m doing on the set, I’m part of that filmmaking community, and I’m still learning and contributing.

Travelogue: Speaking of community, is Louisville supportive of filmmaking? How is the overall environment for film? This area is a hotbed for live theater, with things like the Humana Festival Of New American Plays. Do you sense that kind of buzz about film?

Bryan: Not yet, but it’s picking up steam. Kentucky is realizing it lost some opportunities, but it really does have everything you need, as far as landscape, for shooting. It has a riverfront, small, quaint towns, city scenes, hills -- everything but a coast.

William: Ernie Fletcher went to L.A. last year to pitch Kentucky to the major studios as a place to shoot films. So there’s definitely a realization and a desire to be more supportive of this art form, and to start offering more incentives and things of that nature.

Travelogue: What about red tape? For instance, obtaining permits for shooting scenes in public?

Bryan: Kentucky is great in that area. Very easy to work with.

William: We just got a permit to shoot on Bardstown Road. It’s supposed to take thirty days to receive your permit but we got ours in two days.

Bryan: And another good thing here is that most people haven’t had the opportunity to be around that experience. If you ask a business owner, “Can we use your business in a scene,” they’ll say, “Sure,” whereas in New York or L.A. you get a lot of “No, I don’t want you wrecking my place.”

Travelogue: You’ve each worked with some pretty big name actors: Kirsten Dunst, Gwyneth Paltrow, Orlando Bloom, Kurt Russell, Susan Sarandon … how is it to work with stars? Do they seem like “real people” or are they hard to deal with?

William: Typically big stars are fine. Most people who have more of a “diva” attitude are young, insecure people who are new to stardom or who haven’t quite made it.

Bryan: And you have to remember with some of the stars who have been famous for a long time -- they always have people doing things for them and giving them the “star treatment.” It really is a different reality than ours. It’s not their fault, it’s just the world they live in.

Travelogue: What are some of the bigger movies you’ve been in?

William: I worked on “Dreamer: Inspired By A True Story” and “Warm Springs,” which won an Emmy. Other than that I’ve worked on indies.

Bryan: I also worked on “Dreamer,” and I worked on “Elizabethtown” and a Turner Network Television movie called “Monday Night Mayhem.”

Travelogue: Tell me about the current project.

To Be Continued ....

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Designated Poetry Day

It's been awhile since I've posted a poem, so here is something by Kentucky's own Robert Penn Warren, who is most famous for his novel, All The King's Men:

True Love
by Robert Penn Warren


In silence the heart raves. It utters words
Meaningless, that never had
A meaning. I was ten, skinny, red-headed,

Freckled. In a big black Buick,
Driven by a big grown boy, with a necktie, she sat
In front of the drugstore, sipping something

Through a straw. There is nothing like
Beauty. It stops your heart. It
Thickens your blood. It stops your breath. It

Makes you feel dirty. You need a hot bath.
I leaned against a telephone pole, and watched.
I thought I would die if she saw me.

How could I exist in the same world with that brightness?
Two years later she smiled at me. She
Named my name. I thought I would wake up dead.

Her grown brothers walked with the bent-knee
Swagger of horsemen. They were slick-faced.
Told jokes in the barbershop. Did no work.

Their father was what is called a drunkard.
Whatever he was he stayed on the third floor
Of the big white farmhouse under the maples for twenty-five years.

He never came down. They brought everything up to him.
I did not know what a mortgage was.
His wife was a good, Christian woman, and prayed.

When the daughter got married, the old man came down wearing
An old tail coat, the pleated shirt yellowing.
The sons propped him. I saw the wedding. There were

Engraved invitations, it was so fashionable. I thought
I would cry. I lay in bed that night
And wondered if she would cry when something was done to her.

The mortgage was foreclosed. That last word was whispered.
She never came back. The family
Sort of drifted off. Nobody wears shiny boots like that now.

But I know she is beautiful forever, and lives
In a beautiful house, far away.
She called my name once. I didn't even know she knew it.

Thoughts, anyone? What did you feel as you read this poem?