"It is not our abilities that determine who we are, it is our choices." ~Albus Dumbledor

May 22, 2012

As Long As You Love Me

Whilst working today, I was driving down to Sandy for an errand and a song came on the radio. (I know, crazy. I was listening to the radio!) At first, it just sounded like your average radio song. But then I heard some of the snare beats and I thought to myself (no joke), This has got to be a boy band. The only two boy bands that I know of though are 1) The Backstreet Boys and 2) One Direction. Both girl magnets, for their own respective eras, of course.

But anyway, back to the song, I later found out the name of the song after it ended and that it was by the Backstreet Boys (oh snap, I am good!). It was called "As long as you love me." I didn't really pay much attention to the verses though as much as I did to the chorus. And as I listened, I think I had a little mini revelation. I know it sounds weird, seeing as I was listening to the Backstreet Boys, but if you were to hear the chorus of the song, you might understand what I am talking about.

Anyway, the reason I say it was a mini revelation was because it came as more of a thought. An idea that just formed in my mind as I payed attention to the lyrics of the chorus. Of course, the song was talking about girls (because that's all boy bands ever sing about), but in my mind for whatever reason, I took the meaning differently. I took it as though Heavenly Father were saying these words to us as his children. Here's the chorus:

I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me

Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me

I know that Heavenly Father is like that. He doesn't care what we've done, he doesn't care where we're from. Who we are are his children. And he will always forgive us if we love him and desire to return to his presence.



So anyway, I just thought that I should share that little mini thought I had today whilst driving to Sandy. Enjoy your day!

P.S. If you go and listen to the song, you'll find that the verses definitely sound like the boy band singing to a girl. That's why I only used the chorus. It's because the chorus is the only thing that stuck out to me. The rest just sounds like mainstream pop-garbage. :)

May 6, 2012

Anti-Climactic

Lamentations


I wish I had something to say on this fine Sunday.
Something to pull at your hearts,
Or have you sail away.

A piece of writing that may be frightening to think.
Something that sends you dreaming,
Maybe swimming in the sink.

Or possibly crawling with ants a-hauling some food.
Creation in the star-lit sky,
Just something to lighten the mood.

There never was a day so fine to play as new ones.
To find just the right things,
And join all together with loved ones.

Yes, I wish. Oh how I wish I had something to say!
. . .
But I don't. So go away.

~Trevor Howell


April 22, 2012

Born to be King

As I was lost in my daydreams today, I stumbled upon an old story I remembered hearing a while ago. I remember loving the message of this story, and so I thought that I would share it.

The King's Son
Sometime between the time of 1774 and 1793 A.D., King Louis XVI of France was taken from his throne and imprisoned. The captors of the King then kidnapped his son, the prince, and took him to a community far away from his father's kingdom. They knew that if they could destroy him morally, he would never realize the potential for greatness that he, as the King's son, contained. 
After arriving in the community with the prince, they immediately exposed him to all of the filthy and vile things of life. They exposed him to foods of richness that would make him a slave to appetite. They exposed him to all sorts of coarse language that they used constantly while around him. They exposed him to immoral and lusting women. They exposed him to dishonor and distrust. They exposed him to virtually everything that would drag a human soul as low as it could possibly slip. 
This continued for six months. 
Finally after intensive temptation one day, his captors questioned him. Why would he not give in to all of the things that they were offering him? To this, the young prince replied, "I cannot, for I was born to be King."
Ever since I have heard this story, I have been inspired. In this life, we too face intensive temptation. Some days perhaps more than others, but we have still been told that as the youth, we are being raised in enemy territory. One question to ask to yourself following this story is this: What would have been the outcome had I been in the prince's place? I honestly don't know what my answer would be, and that scares me. I am definitely glad that I was not in his place! But listening with our spiritual ears, this story holds true for every single person on the earth. We may not be in a position to inherit a kingdom here on earth, but without a doubt we have an opportunity to prove to ourselves and to God here in our lives if we are worthy to receive one.

Speaking of Kings, in the Book of Mormon as you may recall, one of the sons of Mosiah, Ammon, went to preach to the Lamanites. Upon entering their city, he was bound and taken before the king. As was the Lamanites' custom, any Nephite captured and brought to the Lamanite king was to be done with as the king so chose. When the king questioned Ammon as to what he was doing in their land, Ammon replied that he wanted to serve the king. The king was so pleased with this statement that he offered Ammon a wife from any of his daughters (wow!). Ammon refused, and said he just wanted to serve the king. And so, Ammon, himself being an heir to the Nephite throne, became a shepherd and watched the flocks with the king's other servants. (Alma 17: 20-25)


There are many lessons we can learn from this story, but the thing I caught from it this time was humility. Ammon as a prince obviously knew humility and service. How do you think this story could have been different had Ammon had answered the king's question with this instead, "I am here to preach the word of God  and repentance to you and your people." Of course, this was the truth! But Ammon knew that if he said that, he would most likely be cast out or killed. So instead, Ammon chose to be patient and wait for his chance to preach by serving the king.

Anyway, this post is getting pretty lengthy, and I don't want to be teaching a second Sunday School lesson today. I only wanted to share a story that I remembered whilst pondering. So go have a great day, and remember: 
Boys: You were born to be a King.
Girls: You were born to be a Queen.
Everyone: You are a child of God.

March 22, 2012

Comparisons

Good day, and welcome back to my blog. :)

Last night, my mom emailed me a link to a blog that she reads every now and then. It was about "being enough." When are you enough? When have you arrived at the destination you want to get to? And probably most importantly, how can you compete with the world around you?

The blog post talked about a memories that this lady had had. Memories of growing up. School, family, things like that. She said that that was when she learned about talents. Her parents helped her develop talents. She thought she was on top of the world!

...Until she grew up. Soon she found out that "[My neighbors] could back flip circles around my wimpy trampoline flip and my supposed babysitting and art skills dimmed almost to obliteration when compared to the flashy talents of others."


Then she continued on to talk about our specific talents. We all have them. We all have developed a few of them (though definitely not fully yet). But if you compare your skills to those of your peers, well then that's basically a dead end road right there. Let me just share a few quotes from the post.

I began to strive to reach that pinnacle peak where I would be “enough” to all those around me. But I realized that the trouble with that tactic is that if I compared myself to others, I’d never, ever be enough. Because it’s part of human nature to compare our worst to their best. And that’s not what “being enough” is all about. We must realize that the only person we can truly compare ourselves to is ourselves. We want to be our best selves. And we are the only ones who can discover who that “best self” really is amidst the layers of self-criticism and uncertainty that filter in from the world.
Brilliant. I couldn't have said it better myself.

I have been faced with this problem plenty of times. I'm sure that everyone has! When you think things like, "I'll never be that good!" or maybe, "How can I compete against this?" It always has a single effect: SELF DOUBT. Don't let that be you! You dig yourself into a deep pit, from which it'll be hard to get out of. A pit where the only way out is down.

Without a doubt we are surrounded by people on all sides who are going to be able to do things better than we can . . . This can be inspiring and uplifting or it can throw us into a swirl of depression. My answer to this is that I try not to compare myself to others. I try to compare myself to myself. Sure it’s great to be inspired by others. Sure it’s great to have role-models and to strive for excellence. But the tricky part is to figure out what is enough for us personally. That is what will bring true happiness. We’re competing only against ourselves.
Personally, I think the only person, the only human that has ever lived on this earth, that we need to strive to be like is Jesus Christ. But again, we are far from being like him! He was perfect, we sin daily. He has perfect love, we get mad at our siblings for taking too many cookies. But it's not unrealistic to strive to become like Christ! Because of the Atonement, we have an infinite amount of restarts, try again's, and start over's.

I thought that this blog post was amazing. If you want to check it out, I'll put the link below.

http://www.71toes.com/2012/03/being-enough.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+71toesrss+%2871+toes+RSS%29&utm_content=Google+Reader

So farewell, and remember! You don't have to strive to become better than your neighbor at air hockey (even though that's a glorious feeling!). You don't need to be the smartest fish in the bowl to feel successful.

The only thing you need to measure yourself are your past accomplishments.

So shoot for the stars!

March 21, 2012

Awestruck


Attention!

I’ve spent the past four months living in Los Angeles, New York City, and in this room:


Writing, producing, recording, engineering, mixing, mastering — its been a big workload for those involved and there’s still much to do. However, so often it’s about the journey rather than the destination and I’m so excited about where I’ve been, where I’m at, and where I’m headed — I can barely fall asleep at night. Seven songs are mixed, mastered and in the can, four more are in the pipeline and a handful of b-sides are on top of the pile. It’s crazy how different this record is than anything I’ve ever done before but I’m quite proud of the shape its taken thus far and I can’t wait to share it with the world. The biggest departure is perhaps the endless amount of writing and rewriting I’ve done over the past six months of work, both on the road and off. Like anybody doing anything in life, your tastes and interests change and refine over time and I’ve found myself striving to do a better job in perfecting my craft than I ever have before. In the past, I’ve been guilty of devoting and committing to the first thing that popped into my mind, and for better or worse, risking entire concepts or notions going way over the heads of casual listeners because of a neglect to experiment with other colors and brushstrokes in the humble pursuit of creating richer art. During the making of this record, I’ve been constantly asking myself, is this the right shade of blue? Is this exactly what I’m trying to say? How can I make this as good as possible — both subjectively and objectively? I’ve been drafting and making changes and revising like a movie writer with a screenplay.

It’s a big process. Jack Joseph Puig once described it to me like this:

“You’ve effectively drawn up the blueprints and constructed an entire building singlehandedly. You’ve written and recorded a full-length album — fifteen songs, fifteen floors of a brand new building under construction. You built the skeleton, you raised the walls, you set the roof, you poured the cement. You designed and decorated each floor of the structure, the size and shape of each room, how big each window is, which way the doors swing open. You picked the paint color on the lobby walls, the wallpaper pattern in the bathroom, you even tossed and turned over what shade of green the pipes under the kitchen sink should be.”

It’s down to details and questioning yourself over whether what you’ve got is RIGHT or not. I’ve never truly pulled out all the stops and fought for excellence in every way possible — and while it can be exhausting and emotional at times, I believe it makes the final result far more special than it otherwise would have been. Making this record has been like meeting a significant other, dating, falling in love, weathering a sea of ups and downs, breaking up, getting back together, making promises, proposing, getting married — a lifetime of emotion crammed into six months of creativity.

Aesthetically the record sounds a lot different as well. New flavors and textures and consistencies of melody, rhythm and lyric. Much of my love for European dance music has found its way into the production of the record and I’ve been able to utilize my deep inspiration and admiration of the great trance dj’s I grew up listening to (Tiesto, Armin van Buuren, ATB, Ferry Corsten, Paul van Dyk, Above and Beyond). It’s still very much an electronic pop record but one with more energy and spirit and frame of reference. I believe you should never repeat yourself or look back on your career, and this record marks new territory to which I’ll admit, is a bit exhilarating on both sides of the scalebecause it’s so different, but I believe that sense of ambiguity in the balance is an incredibly healthy thing because it reminds you that you’re adapting and refining and perfecting your craft, and ultimately, continuously trying something new. That’s what artistry means to me: experimentation, trying things you never have before. For those of you who’ve been with me since Of June, it may take a bit of getting used to, but as an artist I’m extremely proud of the endeavor and magic I’ve been able to capture in a jar — and my prayer since day one of this roller coaster ride stands true: that my Savior use the blood, sweat and tears of this humble servant to do His will in whatever context or capacity He deems suitable. For that is what this is all about. Not fame, not fortune, not a guy trying to sound cool writing about “his awesome new record” in a blog on the internet… but merely a dreamer lost in the pursuit of excellence, virtue, honor and high standards.

Street date in August. I can’t wait for you to hear it.

Glory to God.

~Adam Young (Owl City)

March 17, 2012

Bizarro

Behold.



And remember. We will NOT be held responsible.