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Category: Music
September 2020: Tunes
August 2020: Tunes
July 2020: Tunes
Sandra McCracken: I Will Sing
A new single from Sandra McCracken. Her music lifts my heart.
Lukas Nelson & Promise of the Real: “Carry On”
In the Night
Buddy Greene, Jeff Taylor, Andy Gullahorn, and Andrew Peterson at Laity Lodge.
Attaboy: Worth a Listen (and Watch)
The above is so good I had to share. This composition was brought to my attention by Alan Jacobs. His comments are worth reading. I didn’t know about this quartet’s Goat Rodeo Sessions (2011) until today. I have, however, been to Rodeo Goat for a burger. You can listen to the full compilation on Spotify.
Enjoy.
Rose Queen
I grew up in Tyler, Texas, home of the Texas Rose Festival. I was in the Rose Festival twice. I grew up going to a country club with diamond chandeliers, which I’m guessing is a reference to Willow Brook. This song by William Clark Green names things that are familiar to me.
Credit to an old neighbor, Mark Pool, for bringing this to my attention.
Better Than VR
Father John Misty’s “Total Entertainment Forever” is prophetic.
Imagine a world where people prefer virtual reality over embodied, physical experience. Having trouble? Just revisit the major plot line of Ready Player One, or Tron, where virtual and physical realities intersect, merge, and somehow overlap.
I don’t care much for the “Total Entertainment Forever” video. The lyrics are the juice. Father John Misty describes the world emerging before us today, a place where we date the celebrity of our choice in a virtual environment, where we are “free” to live however we want (in prisons of virtual illusion), where rich and poor are equally “entertained,” distracted by fantasy. The “nightmare” we’re invited to awaken from is our lives, preferring instead our dreams being beamed straight into our eyeballs in marvelous hi-def.
No gods to rule us
No drugs to soothe us
No myths to prove stuff
No love to confuse usNot bad for a race of demented monkeys
From a cave to a city to a permanent party
The song closes with a proper scene. Father John Misty imagines a future society unearthing the evidence remaining from our own period, human beings “plugged into our hubs,” smiling but wasted away. We’re left to ponder whether the final line–“This must have been a wonderful place”–is uttered by our posterity in marvel or disdain.
This is a word for our times. The prevailing narrative is that any and all technology will only make human life better. There is truth in that claim, but it is not true. I’d still rather experience life in the body over being a brain in a vat.