Kinda reminiscent of Audrey Kawasaki, and lovely in it's own right. Melissa Haslam has some beautiful moves.Here's a link to her place. Check it out.This piece is called Honey Hive
Monday, December 13, 2010
artist watch - Melissa Haslam
Kinda reminiscent of Audrey Kawasaki, and lovely in it's own right. Melissa Haslam has some beautiful moves.Here's a link to her place. Check it out.This piece is called Honey Hive
Friday, December 10, 2010
what's wrong with american 'disEase' care
Not a question, but a statement...
What is wrong with disease (not 'health') care in the U.S. is our rejection of commonsense basics. We glibly recite the mantra 'You Are What You Eat,' but we reject everything it implies... or at least the most important parts. It's not enough to eat 'health' foods. What we should be eating are 'healthy' foods. And the only truly healthy food is one that comes in its original raw state.
I own this DVD and it is an eye-opener, to say the least. I've been moving toward a raw diet for a year now, and believe me, it hasn't been easy. But I'm almost to the 50% raw point (currently 40-45%). The goal is not to make sure each week or month's intake is 51% raw foods; the goal is to make sure each MEAL consists of at least 51% raw. And trust me, that is a very tall order for someone who was raised on cooked food, and lived by cooked food for near 50 years. But this is the answer to disease and illness. It's not a pill, or an injection, or a shot of radiation. It's fresh, organic, nutrient rich, foods. Your body has the amazing capacity to heal itself, even of cancer, if you give it all the nutrients it needs.
I highly recommend this video. And, if you act before the end of this month (Dec 2010) they have a half price deal going on... you can get this video for 10 - 12 bucks. That's not a bad deal at all.
What is wrong with disease (not 'health') care in the U.S. is our rejection of commonsense basics. We glibly recite the mantra 'You Are What You Eat,' but we reject everything it implies... or at least the most important parts. It's not enough to eat 'health' foods. What we should be eating are 'healthy' foods. And the only truly healthy food is one that comes in its original raw state.
I own this DVD and it is an eye-opener, to say the least. I've been moving toward a raw diet for a year now, and believe me, it hasn't been easy. But I'm almost to the 50% raw point (currently 40-45%). The goal is not to make sure each week or month's intake is 51% raw foods; the goal is to make sure each MEAL consists of at least 51% raw. And trust me, that is a very tall order for someone who was raised on cooked food, and lived by cooked food for near 50 years. But this is the answer to disease and illness. It's not a pill, or an injection, or a shot of radiation. It's fresh, organic, nutrient rich, foods. Your body has the amazing capacity to heal itself, even of cancer, if you give it all the nutrients it needs.
I highly recommend this video. And, if you act before the end of this month (Dec 2010) they have a half price deal going on... you can get this video for 10 - 12 bucks. That's not a bad deal at all.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
of the light and dark of our musical drEams
I'm glad someone else has noticed this as well; that song lyrics have drastically changed since I was a lad. Not simply in quality, but in simple beauty as well. What follows may not be a fair comparison [it's not] because even the seventies had some silly lyrics, but I'm finding it difficult to believe 70's lyrics were as vapid as this 2010's example...
To be fair, there are some fine lyricists today, but has anyone noticed how dark [and stark] music has become? What I remember of the 70's was a far more light-hearted feel to music. There was some darkness, but it was mostly overpowered by a bright lightness that has all but disappeared today. Much of what you hear today sounds dark and gloomy... as if our children have awakened from the dreams in which we've chosen to stay.
Now, Kashmir is, admittedly, a dark tune; the lyrics are lofty but the tune is brooding, to say the least. On the other hand, Like a G6 is upbeat. So take your pick. For me, Like a G6 makes absolutely no sense.
It almost feels as though the Law of Entropy has wreaked itself more quickly upon the imagination of modern music, than on the rest of the world. For if, in 35 years, we've degenerated from Kashmir to Like a G6, is their any hope at all left for intelligent, soul-stirring music?
To be fair, there are some fine lyricists today, but has anyone noticed how dark [and stark] music has become? What I remember of the 70's was a far more light-hearted feel to music. There was some darkness, but it was mostly overpowered by a bright lightness that has all but disappeared today. Much of what you hear today sounds dark and gloomy... as if our children have awakened from the dreams in which we've chosen to stay.
Now, Kashmir is, admittedly, a dark tune; the lyrics are lofty but the tune is brooding, to say the least. On the other hand, Like a G6 is upbeat. So take your pick. For me, Like a G6 makes absolutely no sense.
It almost feels as though the Law of Entropy has wreaked itself more quickly upon the imagination of modern music, than on the rest of the world. For if, in 35 years, we've degenerated from Kashmir to Like a G6, is their any hope at all left for intelligent, soul-stirring music?
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I've been listening to The Flaming Lips lately; and this is important-- the album, I mean. It's the sound and feel. I began thinking about a story I'm writing and began to think about it in terms of musicality. So with Fight Test in my head, I quickly hammered out lyrics for my story-based, Flaming Lips inspired, song...
Listening to The Flaming Lips’ Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots, and considering my own novel in the works, it’s said that emulation is the greatest of flatteries.
So what do my lyrics mean? They're derived from some of the philosophical questions asked in the story I’m writing. I don’t have a melody as of this writing, so here’s hoping the music also flatters my aforementioned muses.
Where You’ve Gone
[1] What happens to the soul
As it moves through the door
Does it know where you’ve gone
Can it feel you anymore
‘Cause you’re here to stay
Until you find the way
Did you know where you were going
Before you stepped through the door
Can heaven find you should you die here?
Does it even know where you’ve gone?
[2] How does it feel to know
He can’t hear you where you are
You’re not merely lost in space
Nor circling a foreign star
If Universes were city blocks
Would you have considered their locks
Crossed the street without thought of a key
Would you have thought to bring a key
Before you stepped through the door
Can heaven find you should you die here?
Does it even know where you’ve gone?
[Bridge] How did it feel when the door closed
And you knew something important was gone
Did you ever think you could ever miss
What you casually took for granted
[3] If universes were city blocks
Would you have considered their locks
Crossed the street without thought of a key
Would you have thought to bring a key
Before you walked out the door
Can heaven find you should you die here?
Does it even know where you’ve gone?
Does it even know where you’ve gone?
ELAshley
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Listening to The Flaming Lips’ Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots, and considering my own novel in the works, it’s said that emulation is the greatest of flatteries.
So what do my lyrics mean? They're derived from some of the philosophical questions asked in the story I’m writing. I don’t have a melody as of this writing, so here’s hoping the music also flatters my aforementioned muses.
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