firstly, (if that is a word) Koontz never numbers his entries. so if you are reading this please send him a message on MySpace encouraging him to participate in the orderliness that numbering entries brings to the appearance of this blog. direct all mail to...
www.myspace.com/mkoontz. don't we all love him?!
thank you. can i also mention that i really love matthew koontz? and that he makes me smile? hopefully i can mention that because i just did.
on another note, i have been getting turned upside down over the last week due to what i've been reading. (Claiborne.) and it has inspired so many new ideas for me as far as lyrics go. at first i wanted much of the lyrics to be spiritual, but metaphoric. but i am beginning to think that the lyrics for this full-length should be more focused on how to live out this thing called justice, and equality, and liberation. focused on taking a stand against an Empire that values it's own personal growth more than the growth of those less fortunate. an un-comfortable message to those who live lavishly and are ignorant to international child slavery, genocides and the domestic poverty we all ignore. they won't be preachy, and that's for dang sure. but they sure as hell will be filled with meaning. and real, genuine feelings and emotions.
it's time for us to bring something raw to the table. of course it will be emotion-filled, but it will also be devotion-filled. devotion and hope to bring change to this scene. more importantly devotion to our Lord, who is a lamp unto our feet and a light unto our path as individuals and as a band.
in his book, Jesus For President, Shane Claiborne describes one of his experiences with slave labor:
"Years ago, some folks from our communities attended a rally against overseas sweatshops. They had not invited the typical rally speakers (lawyers, activists, and academics). Instead, they brought the kids themselves from the sweatshops to speak. We listened as a child from Indonesia pointed to a giant scar on his face. 'I got this scar when my master lashed me for not working hard enough. When it began to bleed, he did not want me to stop working or to ruin the cloth in front of me, so he took a lighter and burned it shut. I got this making stuff for you.' "
intense. but a reality.
i've also been doing some research of turning our touring mobile to run off of vegetable oil! i haven't discussed this with anyone, by the way. but i think it would be a nice eco-friendly thing to do. :)
83 days until I am back in the Carolinas, with my friends and family.
167 days until we go to First Street.
i love widgets.
i have got to get to bed. its nearly 2am over here in oz.
goodnight everyone!
Chadwick