Tuesday, May 6 @ 6:42 a.m. PT: Thanks for the birthday wishes, everyone!
I met country singer Rissi Palmer last Friday at the Stagecoach Festival. The photo of us isn’t the best quality, but there it is. As people I meet often tell me about my photos, Rissi’s photos don’t do her justice. She’s downright radiant. I reviewed the show for Blog Critics. I’ll link when it’s up.
Wednesday, May 14: Check out my review of Finding Purpose in Narnia: Journey with Prince Caspian. The Prince Caspian movie trailer is awesome. Click on the link at the end of the review.
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May 1 @ 8:12 a.m. PT: I have a review copy of a book called Finding Purpose in Narnia: A Journey with Prince Caspian. Written by Gina Burkhart, an English professor, the book explores Christian themes in C.S. Lewis’s second book of the seven-book Narnia series.
In the first book, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy Pevensie go through a wardrobe and discover a magical kingdom ruled by the evil White Witch. Along with Aslan the lion (a Christ figure), the four defeat the witch and become kings and queens of Narnia.
In Prince Caspian: The Return to Narnia, over 1,000 years have passed in Narnia since the four Pevensie kids were there (although only a year has lapsed in their time). An evil king has overtaken Caspian’s throne, and the young prince calls on Narnia’s former kings and queens to help him recover it.
12:15 p.m. PT: Remember Margaret Seltzer, aka Margaret Jones, the woman who wrote a memoir about being a half white, half Indian child growing up in a foster home in South Central Los Angeles and joining a gang?
You may recall that she was exposed as a liar. She’s not half Indian, didn’t grow up in a foster home, and wasn’t a gang member. See Crips, Bloods, and Rats for background.
In a video recorded before she was exposed, she explains what her “life” was like. Margaret Seltzer has serious fantasy want-to-be-down issues. Homies. I still can’t get over that. I haven’t heard anybody talk like that in years. Anyway, watch and listen as Seltzer makes up stuff. With a straight face:
9:15 a.m. PT: I’ve blogged about a case called Atlantic Recording Corporation v. Pamela and Jeffrey Howell a few times, and I wanted to give you an update.
You may recall that the Recording Industry Association of America’s (RIAA) sued a couple for transferring copyrighted digital music files to a peer-to-peer network (P2P) called Kazaa.
According to an earlier RIAA motion for summary judgment, Jeffrey Howell admitted to loading Kazaa file-sharing software onto his computer and placing the files at issue into the folder. The court granted the motion for summary judgment. (A summary judgment means that a court makes a judgment in a case without a full trial.)
Howell later said he admitted no such thing. In his motion to reconsider, he admitted creating a Kazaa account, installing Kazaa software, and authorizing “certain types of files to be shared through KaZaA.” But he denied placing copyrighted files into the shared folder or authorizing sharing those files. He claims that his computer placed the files into the Kazaa folder.
It wasn’t me. It was my computer! Sounds strange (as a defense), but it makes a difference legally.
The RIAA filed another motion for summary judgment. On Monday, a federal court denied it on two grounds. Download the 17-page order in PDF.
As I mentioned before, the RIAA wants to nab people on a “make available” claim. If a user has placed copyrighted files in a P2P folder, the files have been made available for distribution. Regardless of whether the user intends to distribute the files or actually distributes the files, he has infringed copyright and should be held liable.
7:41 a.m. PT: I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve talked trash about California:
“Hey, if the Mexicans want California, give it to them!”
“Full of liberals and illegal aliens!”
“If the entire state sank into the Pacific, would anybody care?”
“Hollywood and gangs. Corrupt and dangerous!”
But every time I travel here to visit my sister (who works full time and attends John MacArthur’s Master’s College), it’s always a pleasant shock to the system. I’m so used to DC’s overcast days, the bright sun is jarring. I wake up to sunshine and a view of the hills, and I forget whatever it is I don’t like about the “left coast.” Sis thinks I should move out here, especially since I’m interested in how digital technology is changing the music industry. I can learn about that anywhere, thanks to digital tech, but doing it in California certainly has its advantages.
11:20 a.m. PT: Sin’s earthly consequences can be debilitating, humiliating, and heartbreaking, but the eternal consequences are deadly. God calls his people to be holy, a tall order for fallen humans.
Reading about the struggles of fellow Christians is always heartening. No man is without sin, but it’s encouraging to know that one can overcome specific sins. I’m reading a book called Secret Sex Wars: A Battle Cry For Purity, a collection of essays written by black Christian men about sexual sin — how to break the chains, how to strive toward God’s requirement of holiness, etc.
I met one contributor at my sister’s church yesterday. (I’m in CA visiting sis for a couple of weeks.) Paul Felix co-wrote the introduction and penned an essay in the book titled “Living According to the Will of God.” Other essays include “Learning from Men Who Have Fallen,” “Putting Sin to Death,” and “Training Our Sons to Overcome Sexual Temptation.”
Secret Sex Wars was edited by Robert Scott, an instructor at the Los Angeles Bible Training School and a professor at Biola University (in La Mirada, CA), organizer and sponsor of the annual God Blog Conference.
8 a.m PT: Silly, overreacting, hyperbole-uttering black politicians bored with the important work they should be doing will have to get over themselves. The Supreme Court has spoken: it is not unconstitutional [or racist] to require voters to present photo identification before voting. (Source)
Always reminded of the Stepin Fetchit stereotype whenever black liberal politicians open their mouths, I’m pleased the court understands that no matter who you are, what color, or how old, you’re expected to be a responsible, law-abiding citizen reasonably intelligent enough to get yourself down to the local DMV and obtain a driver’s license or non-driver’s license ID before you can vote.
Greetings! Yes, I still breathe. Just taking a blog break. I wanted to update the entry below, originally published on April 7, 2008. Steve at Hog on Ice wrote a response to my post called Abstinence and the Suburbs. While I don’t agree with everything he writes, his point of view is worth noting.
He mentions my “self-imposed celibacy.” To clarify, I am not celibate, which, although defined as abstention, is vowing not to marry. I have not vowed such a thing. I wish to marry, but I will remain abstinent until I do. The distinction is important for people struggling with this issue. Giving up premarital sex is not synonymous with giving up on or avoiding marriage.
Anyway, I’m en route to the left coast. See you next week, and rest easy!
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I’m sure there are lots of chaste women living in cities all across America, but “Chastity in the City” doesn’t sell in Hollywood.
By chaste, I mean voluntarily abstaining from sex until marriage and from extramarital sex while married. Journalist, blogger, and author Dawn Eden says chastity is much more than being sexually abstinent or faithful. Check out her interview with John Hawkins of Right Wing News.
I’m considering writing a similar book about my road to sexual abstinence, among other things. I became abstinent shortly before becoming a Christian (I was going through a “Look at me. Aren’t I a good person?” phase), but it took on a spiritual meaning once I surrendered to Christ.
There is a crisis, to understate the matter, in the black community. About 75 percent (more in some cities) of black babies in the U.S. are born out-of-wedlock. That women should keep their legs closed until marriage is considered a naïve notion at best and a sexist/oppressive one at worst. Subversive is what it is.
Some people are offended by the expression “keep your legs closed.” Is it vulgar? Perhaps, but so is having babies with several different men without being married to any of them. What about the man’s responsibility? He shares it, for sure, but the book I have in mind will be geared toward young women, black women in particular, who either don’t know what God requires of them and those who know and don’t care, and somewhere along the way lost respect for themselves and forgot who they are in Christ.
I’ve written reams on illegitimacy and its impact on children. No point reinventing the microchip. Look up terms like “out-of-wedlock” and “fatherless.”
Since I started blogging about digital music late last year, I’ve heard from readers who say they don’t listen to popular music but find the whole illegal downloading and file sharing debate interesting.
Others have suggested artists and bands I might like, and some said they’ve become fans of artists I blogged about. Some of you have turned me on to new artists and new sounds. I may buy a track or two or three. I rarely buy albums. Rarer still will I buy a physical CD. In fact, I may never buy another CD, unless a favorite band decides to release a new album on CD only.
The point is that in a small way, readers and I have been engaged in “digital discovery.”
Musically
In the digital age, it’s both easy and difficult to find new bands and artists. Let’s take file sharing web sites out of the equation for a moment. If someone suggests an artist or band, and you want to hear the music, all you’d need to do (most of the time) is surf to the artist’s or band’s site and listen to a song. Hopefully, they’ll have at least two songs available for full streaming. If not, the artist or band probably has a MySpace page, where you can listen to full versions of a few songs. In this way, the Internet has made music discovery easy.
Back in the day, people bought music based on what they heard on the radio. If bands (esp. independent) can’t get radio airplay, how do they get their music out there for discovery? They need to promote like crazy, online and offline, and allow users to listen to full versions of their songs.
On the other hand, there are “tens of millions” of music tracks out there. People who create and promote this music are competing with each other for our attention, which is already stretched to capacity. With scarce attention and a seemingly limitless supply of stuff out there (again, thanks to the Internet), finding new artists that we might like is difficult.
Have you heard? Flickr users with Pro accounts ($25 a year) can now upload videos along with photos (90-second limit). I’ve got at least 50 short clips from family gatherings and other events going back to 2005. They were on two hard drives, waiting patiently for me to convert them to an acceptable format and upload them to YouTube. Sometimes, procrastination is worth the effort.
With Flickr, you don’t have to convert the videos. Just upload from a digital camera as is. Solid.
My brother snapped that photo of me last month as I prepared to do a cheerleader jump. (I was a cheerleader eons ago in 8th and 9th grades.) He was laughing at me, naturally. We were on a soccer field, there was a nice breeze blowing, and I was feeling kind of, well, youthful. I did a cartwheel, too. It wasn’t half bad for an almost 41-year-old who hasn’t done a cartwheel since…man, where has the time gone?
I had the pleasure of interviewing country singer Rissi Palmer a couple of weeks ago for Christian Music Today. She spoke openly about her faith and its influence on her debut album and career.
Talking to Rissi was like chatting with an old friend I hadn’t seen in awhile. One of the many goals I have with this music blogging/writing episode of my life is getting artists to open up, on the record, about their faith.
My nine-year-old niece, who’s taking guitar lessons, had a blast watching Rissi playing the guitar on YouTube. My sister, niece, and I are going to the Stagecoach Festival in California next month (three days before my birthday) to see Rissi’s performance, meet her (and ask about her fabulous hair), and grab a backstage photo or two. It’s a surprise for my niece and a journalist-fangirl moment for me.
I don’t know if Radiohead’s officially endorsed the site, but fans are creating profiles and blogs, uploading photos, music, and videos, signing up for special e-mail addresses, inviting friends, and communicating with other members on W.A.S.T.E. (which, by the way, is U.G.L.Y.).
So I follow a link to Ning, the platform on which W.A.S.T.E. was created, and I think, “Good grief! As if Facebook and MySpace didn’t take up enough time and energy, here’s yet another site that walls up users inside closed networks. Ning gives users the tools to create their own social networks. Walled gardens beget walled gardens.”
(Side note: Ning has been around since 2004, and people have been writing and talking about it just as long. I’m late as usual, but Radiohead’s newly announced W.A.S.T.E. space is the news peg I need to blog about it. You’ll rarely read “breaking news” here at LBC, as I’m sure you already know. I offer long-winded opinion and “analysis” on what’s been reported elsewhere.)
Here’s my spin. I like putting all my proverbial eggs in one basket. This blog is Centralized Me. I use Facebook and MySpace to promote my blogging and writing. MySpace is where I reach out to bands (and they reach out to me), drop hints for backstage passes, and cross-post music-related blog entries. Not to denigrate bloggers who’re really into social networking sites, but I’d rather devote time and energy to LBC – my blog and my brand.
I understand the appeal of certain social networking sites. They’re private (except to advertisers?). Google doesn’t index pages on these sites. For now. These walled digital gardens serve as sanctuaries, places to “socialize” with like-minded people, share updates on what they’re doing at any given moment (eating, reading, about to take a nap – it’s wild), and upload photos that won’t end up in Google search results.
There’s something that bugs me about social networks I can’t quite put my finger on. “Closed networks” comes close, but it’s more than that. I’ll think about it and get back to you.
I don’t listen to rap. I don’t know anything about rapper/producer Jay-Z’s music. Even if my life depended on it, I couldn’t tell you a thing other than “rapper.” But his deal, announced yesterday, is noteworthy.
Many Millions
Jay-Z dumped his record label, Def Jam, and cast his lot with Live Nation, a concert promotion company that also handles recording, publishing, touring, merchandising, and web sites for artists. Over 10 years, he’ll rake in $150 million. (Source)
Jay-Z will get $25 million in advance, $5 million a year in “seed money” for his label, $10 million for every album over the next 10 years, and “significantly more funds available for future acquisitions and expansion.” An obscene amount of money in any case, but if people are paying to see and hear him…
Last year, Madonna left Warner Music and signed a 10-year, $120 million deal with Live Nation. U2 cut a 12-year deal for touring, promotion, and web site only. The band is still signed with Universal Music.
“With that malignant envy which turns pale, And sickens, even if a friend prevail.” – Charles Churchill
Notes on Envy
I allow myself a couple of minutes to wallow in bitter blogger envy every time I read about some blogger’s success, like landing a fat book deal.
And then I pick myself up off the symbolic floor and get down to the business of updating clients’ blogs and my own blog and pitching article ideas to editors.
And then I remember that someone else’s success, whether I think he/she deserves it, does not prevent me from succeeding. There are at least two people in book publishing interested in receiving a book proposal from me about me. What’s stopping me from sending it isn’t other bloggers or anyone else. It’s my own self-doubt. I just don’t think my life or my past success as a political and faith blogger is all that interesting to fill, let alone sell, a book.
A $300,000 Parody
If you haven’t heard of the blog Stuff White People Like, you must have been offline for the past month. Bloggers and journalist types have been buzzing about it for weeks.