Thursday, December 18, 2008

A nice bit of recognition

So this article came out today in the Mormon Times by Orson Scott Card, entitled "Searching for Good LDS Music". It is so great and well written and bold and he voices sentiments we've had on the subject for years. He also gives a nice little nod to Scott's album, "Mary's Lullaby" (the second in his lullaby series).

"Mormon Art" is a complex subject that intertwines and challenges questions of testimony, talent, spirituality, identity, calling, culture, and recognition. We are (well really Scott is, but I do my best to cheer him on) doing our best to effect changes from the inside, which is mostly slow and frustrating, so it is nice to be recognized for our efforts from time to time.

Here are some great excerpts (although the whole thing is good so go read it here):

I bought at least one CD from every Mormon pop singer on offer, and my kids and I listened to them as we drove home. I'm afraid we weren't a very sympathetic audience.

Most of the singers sounded as if they were talking down to Primary children.
You know what I mean: that smiley, condescending tone that used to be heard, not just in Primary, but in Relief Society meetings as well. For many years, it was the oh-so-special accent of LDS women in public discourse.

(I think it ended the first time Sheri Dew spoke in general conference. It's as if LDS women heard her and thought: "Oh, now we can talk like grownups.")

That tone of voice did not translate very well to singing -- it undercut the credibility of every word they sang. We called them "smile singers" and never played the CDs again.

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Maybe the problem is simply that not every singer is a songwriter. And if the best LDS music continues to consist of new interpretations of standards, I'm fine with that.


Which is a long way around, I suppose, to calling your attention to a Shadow Mountain (i.e., Deseret Book in jeans) release called "Mary's Lullaby: Christmas Songs for Bedtime."


It's a compilation of familiar Christmas carols -- time-tested, so there are no songwriting issues. Instead, producer Scott Wiley was able to hold everyone to an excellent concept: The carols really would be performed as lullabies.


The volume stays low, the rhythms gentle, the tempos slow. The singers do nothing to show off or decorate the music. They're intimate, as if being sung to a baby held in the singer's arms.


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I had already heard many of these singers doing their own music and, sadly, dismissed them -- as performers, not just as songwriters. Why? Because they sang as if they were auditioning for American Idol -- that over-wrought, over-decorated style that conceals every scrap of originality and character in the singer's voice.

Yeah, yeah, you can sing like Whitney. So what? Who are you?

On this album, every single voice emerged with individuality. I wanted whole albums of these singers singing like this.

Simplicity. Clarity. Good music. Strong and well-chosen words. Then their sincere message could touch my heart, because they had put up no barriers to my receiving it.

It's a lesson that applies to Mormons engaged in all the arts. Testimony does not substitute for craft and skill.


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Ultimately, the responsibility for the quality of Mormon music rests with the audience -- the market, if you will. If there is no difference in sales between albums with good songs and albums whose song-writing awfulness suggests the Jonas Brothers, then nobody will learn anything -- not the songwriters, not the singers, not the arrangers, not the producers and not the publishers.

Without a discerning audience, then the artists know that anything will do -- or that nothing they try will make any difference.

So when you pay for an album like "Mary's Lullaby," you get two rewards: the album itself and the possibility of improvement in all LDS pop music.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

a little tidbit to tie you over...

Until I get the chance to come up for air from my heads-down Christmas shopping and an unusually busy time at work, on top of our normal craziness, here's a video of June from tonight.



June worked all day to learn how to play the harmonica. I tried to show her how to blow and close her lips around it and who knew that was hard. It was mostly frustrating for her but finally tonight she figured it out and was so proud to show off her new skill.
Special shout out to Oliver for operating the crucial spotlight.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

sights that warm my heart #1

I know I'm behind on blogging and I'm sorry. I have been busy and every day I try to start a post and get distracted. I have other things I want to say and other pictures I want to share, but tonight I wanted to start a new series I've been thinking about called "sights that warm my heart." Every once in a while I see something that makes me stop and remember how happy I am. It is rare to have a camera on hand at that precise moment, so I'm not sure how many of these I'll be able to do, but here's a start.

Tonight I went and saw Scott play a show with Paul Jacobsen & the Madison Arm at a quaint little art gallery in Salt Lake. It was the perfect setting for PJ&tMA and they played incredibly -- dynamic, energetic, personable, tight. When Scott plays guitar (when he's sitting down) he always crosses his feet like this. It's one of the first things I noticed about him when I'd see him perform or practice when we were dating. Now when I see this familiar sight it makes my heart happy and overwhelms me with that nostalgic giddy feeling of young love. I love seeing him play music and am so grateful that he has such great friends who help bring that out of him.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

the washing machine ate our socks

I know this is an age-old excuse to explain the pile of unmatched socks that every family inevitably acquires, but it's true. Today my beloved washing machine got sick, and I paid $130 to have a guy come clean out the drain. This is a sampling of what he found, in addition to a gross mangled sock and about a measuring cup's worth of unidentifiable muck (not pictured). The good news is in the end the visit will only cost us $104.51 due to the amount of money recovered (assuming I can reasonably clean it up and a store or bank will take it). Guess I need to do a better job of checking the pockets. And now I know how to clean out the drain.

In other news, Scott neglected to mention the best part of Oliver's halloween costume: his autograph.
He asked me to teach him his autograph so that when he's dressed up as a bike rider/motorcycle rider he could give it out. He actually got pretty good at it and took a sharpie and pad of paper to school with him and handed one out to everyone. Man this kid is funny.


Also, Lisa asked me to post these links. Here are our interviews with Stephanie almost exactly a year ago:

Nienie's interview with Scott

Nienie's interview with Sarah

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Halloween-Best Day Ever? or Please Never Return Again

Halloween - Best Day Ever:
Not only did I have a great reason to leave work early and hang out at home, but we were going to carve pumpkins and get ready for trick or treating!
Halloween - Please Never Return:
What ever happened to Jack-O-Lantern? You remember Jack, he looked like this -

eyes, nose, mouth, just what you need to get the job done.

well folks, say adios because Jack has been downsized and replaced with this:

brenden's pirate ship pumpkin

seriously? do you have any idea how long this took to do? dont get me wrong, Brenden started it....guess who finished it?

needlessly elaborate.

Jack, we hardly knew you...


Halloween - Best Day Ever:
The kids look great in their costumes. I mean, cmon how great is it to see them all dressed up. And what a fantastic photo opportunity.


Halloween - Please Never Return:
Photo opportunities inevitably lead to meltdowns. Here we watch as June devolves -

sarah tries to put june down, apparently her legs stopped working


here we see June immediately before she put her face down on the concrete
i was however, able to use this for a laugh from the boys when i threatened to squash the bug with my foot
(not a big hit with June)



and finally, fully sprawled out on her back


Halloween - Best Day Ever (silver-lining edition):
The great 2008 Juney Halloween Photo Session Meltdown did, within but moments, turn into this -


she even threw in a leg trick, to increase her presentation score! -


Halloween - Best Day Ever:
The Robertsons, our neighbors from across the street, hold an annual neighborhood Halloween BBQ.

june on her way across the street to the party

The whole neighborhood turns out, lots of kids on bikes and running around. It was great.

Halloween - Please Never Return:
They only serve hot dogs, chips and root beer at the party, so while many of us were well fed, Sarah-not so much.

Halloween - Best Day Ever:
Trick or Treating! While the boys were off like lightning to gather as much candy as possible, it took June a while to get the hang of her first real trick or treating experience.

While Oli is already on his way, candy in hand (not bucket, guess who was carrying that - file under please never return) June was slightly apprehensive about approaching Dracula for candy, even if Dracula was only a 13 year old Kyle Howard, and he was wearing jeans.
June also didn't like the fact that I kept putting her candy in the basket. She clearly supposed that I was running some sort of child labor scheme, sending my kids out to do my candy bidding, only to take a hefty percentage off the top.
She also couldn't understand why every candy tasted the same, like a plastic wrapper. She tried, but she just couldnt get through to the good stuff.
As the night progressed however, she caught on and before long she was eager to continue and get more "da-doos."
We are pretty sure that she decided that due to all the "thank-you's" we insisted on when the candy was offered, surely these treats must be called thank-you's.
So she would get the candy, run back to us, point and say "da-doo." Whatever works I say, I mean, it's free candy!

Halloween - Please Never Return:
Wardrobe Malfunctions. While none of our children had any Janet-esque flashing incidents, we did have our fair share of costume ordeals.
First, Oliver was supposed to be a motocross rider, but seeing as we turned down his request to ride his motorcycle from house to house, he decided that he was dressed as a bike rider wearing motorcycle rider clothes. What he didn't tell me though was that bike riders wearing motorcycle rider clothes usually only wear their super heavy helmets for 15 minutes or 5 houses, whichever comes first.
Lucky for Oliver though, I was dressed as a Dad who is willing to carry costume cast-offs and buckets (see above), so win-win.
Brenden was a great sport, despite the fact that he was wearing a wool coat, wool pants, and a stack of over 12 hats, the bottom of which was a wool hat.
Not only was he super hot and itchy all night, but he had to constantly hold on to that stack of hats to keep it from falling, all while being essentially choked by a stuffed monkey draped around his neck.


Halloween - Best Day Ever:
Look how pretty Sarah is in my grandma's old sweater! Apparently she dressed up as a super hip, super hot mom.


Well everybody, that's all for this way-to-long Halloween wrap up. I think in the end we will celebrate Halloween again next year. It was on thin ice a few times last night, but all in all, a success.

oh wait, there is one more thing, I think this would be filed under both categories. After about 20 houses, with their buckets only half full, all the kids were ready to go home. Sarah and I did our best to motivate them. Keep going! Free Candy! but alas, they were ready for home. Stranger still, when we got home, brenden went upstairs and took a shower on his own, then came downstairs and proceeded to practice piano on his own without a single word from us whatsoever.
All of this prompted me to ask Sarah what she had done with the real brenden.


and finally, for Rachel - Halloween flashbacks

chris peterson and i as either 1.luke skywalker or 2. karate guys. in both cases we were also dressed as guys who's moms used bowls as tools during haircuts.

sarah and annee oct 89. annee is either assistant devil, or possibly assistant to the devil. sarah is either I Dream of Jeannie, a more run of the mill Genie or part of one of those weird kids groups that dances near the foodcourt in the mall around christmas time.
either way, they both have too much makeup on.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

what's going on here?

We have been enjoying some seriously beautiful fall weather here lately. I know it will turn soon, but until it does, we're trying to take full advantage. On Friday we went down to Santaquin's South Ridge Farms pumpkin patch. It was the perfect fall outing. You take a wagon ride out to the field and then we all searched hard to find our perfect pumpkin. We brought them home and put them out on the front porch, and in the morning learned that deer like pumpkins too.


Saturday night was the ward halloween party (we'll post halloween pics later) and the young men were in charge of putting on a haunted house for the older kids. Scott got really into it and ended up putting together an amazing maze made out of cardboard boxes that you crawl through (and some parts shimmy on your tummy). There were strobe lights and fog machines (that may or may not have been responsible for the smoke alarm going off) and scary music. There were turns and dead ends and a secret room in the middle where you get candy if you can find it. There were black lights and orange lights and glow sticks and it was a complete hit with all the kids and many adults went through too.


On Tuesday Oliver had a friend over and they took the tent out back and rolled around on the grass. I was so grateful to have them doing this activity NOT in the middle of the living room. June still loves her Noah's arc bench and now that she's starting to reject her high chair and we're trying to teach her boundaries on where food is allowed in the house, wants to eat every meal on it.





Every afternoon/evening we end up with a whole crew of neighborhood kids playing in the sandbox. I feel so vindicated when I think about how hard I had to work to convince our landscaper that it needed to be bigger and bigger. He just didn't get it.


Oliver upped his game and started going off the black ramp (which is taller and steeper than the wooden one). Check out the look of surprise and terror on his face. Brenden was a little more timid to try it, but now he's fully on board. Amazingly no one has gotten hurt yet. I know that's coming soon.


When we're not outside, we are still in crafting mode. The other day we were at a fabric store (amid much protest I assure you) and Oliver spotted this cool guitar fabric. He picked it up so excitedly and asked if we could get it. We brought it home and he started brainstorming what he could do with it. Could we make a blanket, a pillowcase, an apron...? Then the perfect idea struck him. He would make a paper guy and make him a shirt out of it. Before I knew it he'd started cutting and gluing and then his guy needed a friend. He even made them hats (Brett -- can you read what it says on the yellow hat?!) and named one Oliver and the other Super Ammon. This kid has a mind of his own.

I'm not sure if this makes us the best or worst parents on the street, but we let the boys use their allowance money to buy airsoft bb guns today. They've been given strict safety instructions and lessons and warnings and consequences. I feel quite conflicted about it, and taking them to the "Weapon Blender" store filled with weird aingst-ridden teenagers dressed in camo who like to shoot stuff didn't help. To be honest I just kept thinking about how my nice brother Steve had a paint-ball gun and he turned out to be a good guy, so it'll probably be ok. Thanks for paving the way, Steve. I guess this is what it means to have boys.

Monday, October 27, 2008

wilco for a good cause

Hey check out these incredible auctions that Ryan put together to benefit Christian & Stephanie Nielson. They'll be up for bid for a week on ebay.

#1: Autographed Wilco Sky Blue Sky 2007 Tour poster, X-Large Wilco T-Shirt from the shows in St. Louis and A Wilco Now Sticker Package.

Starting bid is $5!


#2: 1950's Silvertone Acoustic Guitar Signed by Wilco

Starting bid is also $5!!!


This is real authentic wilco memorabilia that's been signed by the whole band specifically for the Nielsons. The band heard about their situation and wanted to help. This took some coordination to pull together so let's make it worth it! Go on and BID NOW! I know there are some serious Wilco fans out there.


p.s. I really want that poster

p.p.s. Read updates about the Nielsons in a couple of really great recent articles: here and here