Monday, November 21, 2011

2 things...

1.
 

and 2.



Happy Giving of Thanks

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Psalm 90:1-12

 


"...men are led by reflections upon the brevity of time to give their earnest attention to eternal things; they become humble as they look into the grave which is so soon to be their bed, their passions cool in the presence of mortality, and they yield themselves up to the dictates of unerring wisdom; but this is only the case when the Lord himself is the teacher; he alone can teach to real and lasting profit. Thus Moses prayed that the dispensations of justice might be sanctified in mercy. "The law is our school master to bring us to Christ", when the Lord himself speaks by the law. It is most meet that the heart which will so soon cease to beat should while it moves be regulated by wisdom's hand. A short life should be wisely spent. We have not enough time at our disposal to justify us in misspending a single quarter of an hour. Neither are we sure of enough life to justify us in procrastinating for a moment. If we were wise in heart we should see this..."

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

This post is not about music.


Oh wait, actually it is.
Here have we some chipper diddies to cheer you the heck up. I dare you to try to listen to these five little tunes without bobbing a head or tapping a toe. Try it. Do it. Do it.
You can’t. Its like trying to pat your head and rub your stomach. Scientifically impossible. So actually, don't try to resist it, you may hurt yourself.





1. Brasstronaut- Slowknots:
This one takes a minute to build, but it gets gooder and gooder as it flows along. Wait for it ... waaaaaait for it...

2. Metronomy- the Look:
Poppy? Maybe. Cheesy? Probably. Dope organ solo at the end? Definitely.

3. Little Dragon- Ritual Union:
Apparently this song is a remake of some other song with a like title, but not nearly the bassline for sure.

4/5. Discovery- Swing Tree/Osaka Loop Line:
Also known as "Disco? Very." these guys have been around for a couple years and I am just now discovering them. No pun intended, but the pun is noted, however, and will be up for review as to the actual intention of consideration for which I have no idea where this sentence is going. Furthermore, these guys will satisfy your deepest of synth-pop needs, and if you're sub-equipped, swingtree has ahhh-some bass.

6. Zed's Dead- Coffee Break (remix):
This is just fun. You don't have to admit you like it, but you do.

Bonus Tid Bit! - Did you know... Fun Fact: the down pointing arrow on the right side of the player is actually a down load button so you can take this music with you on your MP3 playing device!!!!! Impress your friends!!!!! Collect all 5!!!!!!!! Eat your vegetables!!!!!!!!

supergroovy by otiöse morosity

*Otiose Morosity is not responsible for injuries sustained while trying to resist the toe-tapability of this track.*

Monday, September 19, 2011

Something Beautiful:




It's been a while since I posted some classy classical music, so tuck in that shirt, cross thy legs, and sit back, cause this is the good stuff. And so what if its from like the 70s or 80s. One cannot judge classical music by the era of composition.

I got an iTunes gift card for my birthday and "Yo-Yo Ma Plays Ennio Morricone" was one of the consequences thereof. Ennio Morricone is a modern composer that primarily does soundtracks, and, judging by the emotional depth of his music, I can see why he's revered for it. This is a most excellent album, and I recommend it to anyone looking for some lonely strings. This has been the soundtrack to my world for several weeks now. It gets better with every listen, and acts as a catalyst for whatever emotion you're feeling. (But most obviously intended for the more ...forlorn.)

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The ultimate issue:

"I shall come forth as gold." Observe the tense here . Job did not imagine that he was pure gold already. "I shall come forth as gold," he declared. He knew full well that there was yet much dross in him. He did not boast that he was already perfect. Far from it. In the final chapter of his book, we find him saying, "I abhor myself" (Job 42:6). And well he might; and well may we. As we discover that in our flesh there dwells "no good thing," as we examine ourselves and our ways in the light of God's Word and behold our innumerable failures, as we think of our countless sins, both of commission and omission - good reason have we for abhorring ourselves. Ah, christian reader, there is much dross about us. But it will not be ever thus.

"I shall come forth as gold." Job did not say, "When he hath tried me I may come forth as gold," or "I hope to come forth as gold," but with full confidence and positive assurance he declared, "I shall come forth as gold." But how did he know this? How can we be sure of the happy issue? Because the divine purpose cannot fail. He that has begun a good work in us "will finish it" (Phi 1:6) and "The LORD will perfect that which concerns me" (Psa 138:8). Then be of good cheer tried and troubled one! The process may be unpleasant and painful, but the issue is charming and sure.

"I shall come forth as gold."
This was said by the one who knew affliction and sorrow as few among the sons of men have known them. Yet despite his fiery trials, he was optimistic. Let, then, this triumphant language be ours. "I shall come forth as gold" is not the language of carnal boasting, but the confidence of one whose mind was stayed upon God. There will be no credit to our account - the glory will all belong to the divine Refiner (Jam 1:12).

Monday, September 5, 2011

They also serve who only stand and wait.

"Do you not think we frequently limit our estimate of serving God to the public exercises of the sanctuary and forget the strong claims that our Lord has upon our private fidelity and obedience? You say, "I cannot serve God," when you cannot teach in the school or preach in the pulpit, when you are unable to sit on a committee or speak on a platform - as if these were the only forms of service to be taken into account. Do you not think that a mother nursing her baby is serving God? Do you not think that men and women going about their daily toil with patient industry discharging the duties of domestic life are serving God? If you think rightly, you will understand they are. The servant sweeping the room, the mistress preparing the meal, the workman driving a nail, the merchant casting up his ledger, ought to do all in the service of God. Though, of course, it is very desirable that we should each and all have some definitely religious work before us, yet it is much better that we should hallow our common handicraft and make our ordinary work chime with the melodies of a soul attuned for heaven.

Let true religion be our life, and our life will be true religion.

That is how it ought to be. "And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him." (Col 3:17) So, then, let the stream of your common life as it flows on -obscure, unobserved- be holy and courageous. You will find that while "they also serve who only stand and wait," you shall not be neglected or overlooked who simply sit at Jesus' feet and listen to His words when you can do no more. This is service done for Him that He can appreciate, complain who may."

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Yay for the music.

Alas!

Tycho's new album is on the horizon! Its been almost three years since his last LP and that kind of wait is straight up uncalled for. But mark thee thy calenders, for Nov 15th his new album Dive is released forth.

In addition to music generating, Tycho is also a brazilliant design artist, and he comes up with superdope images like such as:



This album cover totally captures the vibe of his unique/airy/melancholic/ethereal sound, so it is a quite fitting visual for this single "hours" which is currently manipulating your eardrums (to considerable satisfaction).

Furthermore, following the 5min hours single we have a few other random goodies in this particular order:
Angelica by Lamb
Live in Vanilla by Boy Robot
Milan by Karsh Kale and
Tycho's Coastal Break remixed by Lusine

If you're not into music that fosters a simultaneity of longings for both the past and the future, then, it pains me to say, this may not be the music for you. But once again, this mix is not directly sad, it just maintains some of that underlying nostalgia I always gravitate toward. And by the way, in my opinion, for the record, in case you were wondering, I think that anyone who really thinks long and hard about anything in this life will find oneself sorrowful (...yet, by grace, always rejoicing).

So take a moment, preferably this one, and chill thyself on this:

Look around you: tychos by otiöse morosity

Friday, July 29, 2011

Young Ones

Surprise.

A blog.

S'ben a while, no? How have you been?? Good, yes?

Good, well, moving along...

I missed the entire month of June without a single post and I dang near missed July, but I thought I'd better put some effort into this here webpage, lest my readers grow upset with me and hate me. So if you've been checking this daily seething in disappointment every time you were greeted by the same inspiring video, I'm sorry. But only a little sorry, because it's a good video.

So today's magic word is: babies.


Currently babies = life, and I don't see that changing for a couple decades. But despite the loss of all things autonomous, I've enjoyed the dickens out of fatherhood. I'm really surprised by this because I remember dragging my feet when it came to shopping and filling our house with baby goods. All I knew is that I didn't want to suffer the fate of all the other unsuspecting parents who end up with the living room looking like a Fisher-Price garage sale. But after having the youngsters for several months, I've grown ok with it. Nay, I enjoy it. Anything that makes them happy, makes me happy. It's like having kids make you skip from cool mr.never-act-a-fool to sentimental mr.cheesy-parental. (Did you like that rhymery? It took me way too long to come up with.)

I swear every stupid little thing they do, excluding emesis and excrement, melts my innards. I hardly even call them by their real names. Instead they've become every derivative of wittle punkins or muff'ns. But seriously, can you think of words more fitting? I cannot.


But now I'm in a real pickle because I don't want this to become another sappy blog about my kids, but they've dang near absorbed every spare corner of my life, and I am really stretching to conjure up other blog topics. And since I've been out of school, I don't even have the time to sort through oodles of music whilst I do my homework. *Sniffles* I guess I should be glad that the homework part is done I guess. Even this playlist I made way back when. Its dope, no?? What, you turned it off? That's it, I'm done here.