Well, if you didn't hear about this today (or listen to a clip of it on your favorite radio show), Anderson Cooper cracked himself up yesterday. His laugh? Well it was funny itself, and is why it's getting so much press. As a person who has experienced the uncontrollable laugh on occasion, and been embarrassed by the sounds I've made, I can actually appreciate this and I find it rather humorous.
I will say, Anderson's need to explain all the puns in his editorial on this idiot who urinated on a plane sort of ruined the flow of his humorous schpeel. But the laugh brought it home.
August 18, 2011
August 12, 2011
PCSO's New Charger, Jack Conte's Solo Stuff, Gungor's New Album, Free Coffee
I find myself sitting home alone tonight, as my wife and her girlfriends go out to dinner. I mean, a woman that works that hard to take care of my boys, my home, and me deserves a night out right? So here's a few things I've been thinking of posting, but never have the time to post.
1. PCSO went Dodge, a new paint job, and a SWEET looking ride. The Placer County Sheriff's Office has begun updating their fleet with the next generation patrol vehicle. Since Ford is discontinuing old faithful (the Crown Victoria/Police Interceptor), Placer went with the rear wheel drive alternative available. This picture is of a 2011 Dodge Charger, and although Placer won an award for their previous paint scheme in the 90's, this one has been refreshed and renewed. I love this new car's look.
Here's a look at the old one, if you don't already know what the award winning design was:
And a PCSO Hummer:
2. I've talked a lot about Pomplamoose on my site, but the two people that make up the band are also solo artists. Jack Conte has some radical sounds as a solo artist. Of course, every nerd loves a good Super Mario remake, but I also love the sound of two others I've posted here:
Jack's Super Mario Bros.
Angry Jack?
A softer sound from Jack.
3. Gungor is working on their new album. Here's their sneak peak and an explanation of the bands evolution into this next work (Oh man, I just used the word evolution on my own, and then I just heard them say it in this video).
In case you didn't see it before, this is the album that I first heard at Bridgeway Christian Church in Rocklin, and it's what started my love of this bands music.
4. I got a free cup of coffee yesterday. That is all.
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1. PCSO went Dodge, a new paint job, and a SWEET looking ride. The Placer County Sheriff's Office has begun updating their fleet with the next generation patrol vehicle. Since Ford is discontinuing old faithful (the Crown Victoria/Police Interceptor), Placer went with the rear wheel drive alternative available. This picture is of a 2011 Dodge Charger, and although Placer won an award for their previous paint scheme in the 90's, this one has been refreshed and renewed. I love this new car's look.
2. I've talked a lot about Pomplamoose on my site, but the two people that make up the band are also solo artists. Jack Conte has some radical sounds as a solo artist. Of course, every nerd loves a good Super Mario remake, but I also love the sound of two others I've posted here:
Jack's Super Mario Bros.
Angry Jack?
A softer sound from Jack.
3. Gungor is working on their new album. Here's their sneak peak and an explanation of the bands evolution into this next work (Oh man, I just used the word evolution on my own, and then I just heard them say it in this video).
In case you didn't see it before, this is the album that I first heard at Bridgeway Christian Church in Rocklin, and it's what started my love of this bands music.
4. I got a free cup of coffee yesterday. That is all.
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August 8, 2011
On Christ The Solid Rock...My Version
Well, I'm a little embarrassed at this video, obviously not so embarrassed as to not post it, but I understand this could be my "Chocolate Rain". Even the lighting is yellow like that guy's video. The point of posting this is to get some reaction to this very raw version of my re-write of the classic hymn "On Christ The Solid Rock". Please add comments to this blog entry, on the "James Guhn Facebook" post, or email me at jeremydburch@jimmythegun.com. Also, I posted the words below if you can't understand them.
Ever since the destruction of the Sacramento metropolitan area's best church (in my opinion of course), First Baptist of Auburn, when the horrible decision was made to split apart a church family that had both mature and immature Christians, with both differing levels of spiritual discernment and leadership, combined with the hearts of both men of God and men of self, I haven't been on a very good path in my own spiritual life. During my vacation last month, I had the pleasure of watching my Uncle Terry, my mother's youngest sibling, take charge in the absence of my Grandfather as sort of the "spiritual leader" on my mother's side of the family. He called us all to have evening devotions during our vacation. They were no longer than 30 minutes of song, scripture, and prayer; and although this was a low key time of family worship, I was so impressed and impacted by this time, I decided to implement it in my own family. My wife, kids, and I have a time each night now, where we sing spiritual songs (not just hymns), we read the Bible (I started with John, since every pastor I know has taught through this book 18 million times. I'm an exaggerator, see best church comment above), and we pray as a family.
The point is, I miss this being central in my life, not just the music ministry I was involved in at FBC, but really being in God's word consistently, praying, and working on living as though I am actually saved. ARGH!!! I hate my sin. I recorded this video with my iPhone, at a hotel in Redding, while staying there for a work related visit as people were walking in and out of the lobby (it was a little awkward). But with the loss of access to my piano, it's the only chance I get to play. I took a binder of songs on the last trip, which included many that I've written or arrange, and this one jumped out at me. I quickly, in one take, laid down this really rough version, hoping to use it more to remind myself of what I loved doing so much. I honestly miss music ministry so badly, but feel disqualified these days. Sin is awful. And, I don't know if it's that I'm sinning more or realizing my sin more, but I'm frustrated with it and need to find the hope that only comes from Christ. Often, I'm finding myself so far away from how I know he calls me to live, that the truth of my own salvation pops up as a reoccurring question. I know He truly is the Rock of salvation, and reading John reminds me of the fact that Jesus, the Word, who was with God in the beginning, and breathed life into all creation, came to earth to die a horrible death, after perfectly living only about as long as I've lived, and paying of the sins I commit every single day. And yet, knowing these facts, I continue to live in a way that makes people hate me, fear me, attack me, and NOT see God in me. I'm gross.
So here are the great words to this song:
On Christ the Solid Rock
Verse 1
My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame but wholly lean on Jesus’ name
Chorus
On Christ the solid rock, I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
Verse 2
When darkness veils His lovely face I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale my anchor holds within the veil
Verse 3
When He shall come with trumpet sound, O may I then in Him be found
Dressed in His righteousness alone, faultless to stand before the throne
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Ever since the destruction of the Sacramento metropolitan area's best church (in my opinion of course), First Baptist of Auburn, when the horrible decision was made to split apart a church family that had both mature and immature Christians, with both differing levels of spiritual discernment and leadership, combined with the hearts of both men of God and men of self, I haven't been on a very good path in my own spiritual life. During my vacation last month, I had the pleasure of watching my Uncle Terry, my mother's youngest sibling, take charge in the absence of my Grandfather as sort of the "spiritual leader" on my mother's side of the family. He called us all to have evening devotions during our vacation. They were no longer than 30 minutes of song, scripture, and prayer; and although this was a low key time of family worship, I was so impressed and impacted by this time, I decided to implement it in my own family. My wife, kids, and I have a time each night now, where we sing spiritual songs (not just hymns), we read the Bible (I started with John, since every pastor I know has taught through this book 18 million times. I'm an exaggerator, see best church comment above), and we pray as a family.
The point is, I miss this being central in my life, not just the music ministry I was involved in at FBC, but really being in God's word consistently, praying, and working on living as though I am actually saved. ARGH!!! I hate my sin. I recorded this video with my iPhone, at a hotel in Redding, while staying there for a work related visit as people were walking in and out of the lobby (it was a little awkward). But with the loss of access to my piano, it's the only chance I get to play. I took a binder of songs on the last trip, which included many that I've written or arrange, and this one jumped out at me. I quickly, in one take, laid down this really rough version, hoping to use it more to remind myself of what I loved doing so much. I honestly miss music ministry so badly, but feel disqualified these days. Sin is awful. And, I don't know if it's that I'm sinning more or realizing my sin more, but I'm frustrated with it and need to find the hope that only comes from Christ. Often, I'm finding myself so far away from how I know he calls me to live, that the truth of my own salvation pops up as a reoccurring question. I know He truly is the Rock of salvation, and reading John reminds me of the fact that Jesus, the Word, who was with God in the beginning, and breathed life into all creation, came to earth to die a horrible death, after perfectly living only about as long as I've lived, and paying of the sins I commit every single day. And yet, knowing these facts, I continue to live in a way that makes people hate me, fear me, attack me, and NOT see God in me. I'm gross.
So here are the great words to this song:
On Christ the Solid Rock
Words by Edward Mote
and William B. Bradbury
Music by Jeremy
Burch
Verse 1
My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame but wholly lean on Jesus’ name
Chorus
On Christ the solid rock, I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
Verse 2
When darkness veils His lovely face I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale my anchor holds within the veil
Verse 3
When He shall come with trumpet sound, O may I then in Him be found
Dressed in His righteousness alone, faultless to stand before the throne
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August 2, 2011
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