Category Archives: Music

plays well with others.

I will of course begin by wishing everyone a happy Judgment Day. Followed by some lame joke about the wi-fi signal in heaven.

That aside, I’ve been thinking about albums. Collections. Compilations.

Last year’s Kanye album to me is a Thanksgiving weekend road trip. Turning onto the bedazzled Vegas strip as “All of the Lights” begins booming out the subs in Justine’s Aerio and Jordan and I fight over leftover Chipotle chips.

Derek Webb’s “Mockingbird” album brings me back to high school drives to Boca to give guitar lessons, then Coral Springs for volleyball practice. Long stretches of State Road 7 were all I needed for my brain to start mulling over lyrics and what I really thought of Jesus.

There’s something lost when every song is a “single.” The pick-and-choose iTunes world is turning musical albums into a gimmick for hipsters or a lost art for the classically trained.

Sure, there are some songs you don’t like as well as others, but once the super-catchy opening track starts losing its punch, there’s more. Some songs even grow on you.

And the best part is that when you’ve listened enough, you expect the second song to start after the first. It seems funny if it doesn’t. Like something’s been interrupted.

You don’t just read one chapter of a book. You don’t have just one semester of college.
There’s a reason the good and less-good ones are all lumped together, which you might not realize until you come to the end of the whole thing.

I graduate in a week.


they stole my heart and made me sing.

I went to see Mumford & Co. in San Pedro last night. Even better than I could have hoped.

Concerts (or “shows”) have always fascinated me. Why do we endure so much for them?

You pay more for the ticket than the band’s album. You pack into an arena and then choose whether to remain at a safe distance, or subject yourself to dozens of peoples’ body odor, stand for hours, and often lose the use of your arms in the pursuit of a closer view.

We obviously chose the latter.

The answer, which was more obvious than ever last night, is presence and community. Having something in common with a bunch of strangers and all singing about it together is a concept that’s a lot less common outside of church. And it’s a powerful thing.

I hadn’t been to a show in a while, and briefly hesitated about buying a ticket because I felt like it might take away from the observance of Good Friday. But Mumford is one of the bands that has actually helped me grow spiritually this year, so it seemed to fit.

The incredible thing was how much the lyrics spoke to me. I expected it of Mumford: lines like “You were born to meet your Maker” and “I know my call despite my faults” have helped me to refocus time and time again.

More surprising was Edward Sharpe’s performance. Their song “Janglin’ Soul” was only familiar to me as part of a Ford Fiesta commercial, and I’d never heard the second verse:

Well your wartime is funny, your guns don’t bother me
I said we’re out to prove the truth of the man from Galilee
Well your laws are for dummies, yes, your institution’s dead
I say we’re out to blow the trumpet to wake you all from bed – from bed

Hearing a chorus of people sing those words, even with the token smell of marijuana wafting through the crowd, was beautiful.

And the amount of community at that show was ridiculous. As you can see from the finale.

So much more I could say. There was a lot of good attached to that Friday.

This train is bound for glory, don't carry nothin' but the righteous and the holy.

love is the coal that makes this train roll.

I just stumbled across my dad’s LinkedIn profile and teared up. I guess I miss home.

Also, do yourself a favor and listen to The Black Keys when you have a free moment.
The fact that you’re reading this post means that you have a free moment. Go.

Bask in the knowledge that The White Stripes breaking up isn’t the end of the world.

(This is one of those times when a fan video is actually remotely clever. Though pointless.)

Thanks to a solid university education, I have successfully managed to become too much of a multi-faceted person to tie myself down to just one occupation.

Use that line the next time someone asks if you have a job lined up for June. Cheers.