September 2, 2005 @ 2:40 am by sean
I got a letter from ma copine!
Enough of that negativety of the last post. I’m working on losing that
un-necessarily overly critiquing tendancy I have. Enjoy it if you want.
I’m going to listen to, and talk about good music instead. Most
remarkably, Anathallo. If I have time to speak of others another time,
I will. Those will be other bands I’ve seen recently, and they call
themselves, Inspector Owl, Via Audio, The Felix Culpa, Husband and
Wife, and perhaps others.
I’ve heard them before. I’ve seen them before.
If you have the physical and fiscal ability to see them, do it.
just try to give my thoughts I had while listening to it. I won’t say
these words about just any band. There is no other band I could.
First, I, a mere mortal, am not worthy of these sounds going to my ears and being processed by my brain.
There is no band, anywhere that I’ve heard, that is in any way similar
to the combination of creativity, spirituality, passion, innovation,
and a combination of it all – life.
It was almost as the stage and the curtain that surrounded it provided
a window into heaven, and the musicians on the stage were angels.
The music they create, and the feelings one feels, and the experience
one has is more like something from a story book, not something one
ever expects to encounter in real life.
It’s like they are a higher form of life conveying something more than
music and something more than could be explained by any combination of
the best words this world has to offer.
There are better drummers in this world, better guitar players, better
horn players, better etc. But in my 21 years of life, I’ve never heard
any conglomerate of musicians compose and write and play and perform
with such life. And never do I expect to hear anything more. They use
the same instruments and the same basic western time format, but in a way I’ve never
They say they write their music, but I can’t imagine this music being
written. It just exists. Like it has always existed, I’ve just never
Once Ryan explained miracles as being little bursts of the real world
breaking through a covering of this false, sin engulfed world.
Experiencing Anathallo play is a glimpse of that real world.
Leaving an Anathallo show, almost no other music matters.
Like nothing else in life matters.
Everything suddenly becomes trivial. All these debates about whether
christians should swear or if drinking is acceptable or whether I
should hang out or do homework or if we evolved or were designed, or
why I coveted this thing, or lied about that thing, or didn’t love that
person, or why I judged, or why I hardened my heart, or why that person
is angry, or why that person hates, or being trendy or stylish or
attractive, or being accepted, or being understood, or opinions, or
struggles, or annoyances, or personal concerns, or complaints, or
worries. All that suddenly
shows how useless it all it. Like through their music they put to shame
all that nonsense and revealed how vain it all is. But it’s all
indirect. Just by being how they are and who they are and playing what
they play. They don’t directly address all that and say all that. But
they do it.
I am inspired to be more, to love more, to be a better person, to be positive, to love
God the way He intends, and to live a life worthy of the title ‘His
good and faithful servant.’
Being removed from the situation it feels a little silly to say a band
had an effect like that. So maybe I’ll go see them again tonight to
If God created us without shoes, why is arch support so necessary?