Wednesday, October 21, 2009

What is the world you want?

Goodness Precedes Greatness: A Call For New Heroes In Troubled Times


by Jon Foreman


I write songs for a living, which is to say that writing songs helps me to live. The song becomes a place where melody and tempo can cover some truly volatile topics. God, women, politics, sex, hatred, disillusionment- a song or a story can be a deeper vessel and more forgiving than most conversations. Poetry can get under the skin without your permission, and music can offer perspective or hope that might have been hidden before. And so the song becomes a vehicle to cover some serious ground.

These days I have a hard time writing a song that feels bright or hopeful. The unemployment rate is edging up even further and spending is down. Foreclosures are way up and stocks are down. Our headlines are full of war, natural disaster, and corruption. So I go looking for songs of hope and stories that remind me of the incredible privilege of living another day. I suppose I'm looking for a hero of sorts. Someone who rises above the situation and does something incredible.

Remember the guy who threw himself on top of the passenger who had suffered a seizure in the New York Subway? As the train was approaching he jumps down onto the tracks and risks his life to save the life of a complete stranger whose convulsions had thrown him into the path of an oncoming train. Incredible. Have you seen Team Hoyt, the dad who pushes his disabled son through all the marathons? They've even done the Iron Man competitions together as father and son, which makes me tear up. Or the story of Mother Teresa, a woman who gave her life to the less fortunate day after day after day. These are the stories that I want to sing about. These are stories of hope.

Such sacrifice, such patience and such goodness is rare and rightly called heroic. But these are not the heroes of our times. Wesley Autrey is not a household name and neither is Team Hoyt. If you want to know the heroes of our society, follow the money, look at the posters on the wall. We pay them seven digit salaries, we put their songs on our playlists, and follow them on Twitter. These are the heroes we emulate.

Let's face it. Mother Teresa doesn't look that good in a negligee. And Team Hoyt won't sell beer commercials to the networks. But when the ball players and the supermodels end up in rehab, we end up asking esoteric questions about what makes a hero. In the movies the good looking actor who gets the girl is easy to point to. But after he gets the girl, then the house, and then a few kids and then a divorce and then another girl. Then what? After all of the special effects are gone, we're left with an aging mortal who looks a bit awkward on the talk shows. Perhaps we've set our goals too low. Or perhaps we've got it backwards.

I would like to suggest that the best parts of our human nature can be seen in sacrifice or surrender. A mother sacrificing her time for her child, a teacher devoting her afternoons to help students off-the-clock. These are truly our most incredible moments as a species: moments of unmerited kindness. Goodness. Virtue. Nobility. Grace. Morality. These are the truly remarkable moments. Perhaps our current economic climate of debt needs a fresh perspective on worth and value. Maybe our monetary crisis indicates a broader loss of perspective.

We live in the land of plenty, the land of milk and honey, where the lottery of birth has given us the advantage of education, of wealth, and of opportunity. Ammon Hennessy puts it this way, "You came into the world armed to the teeth with... the weapons of privilege." A trip south of the border can be an incredible reminder. We are living in the land of entitlement, one of the wealthiest nations in the history of mankind. And yet, money cannot buy us the true wealth of happiness, or peace, or of a deeper form of a meaningful life.

Perhaps the current climate of uncertainty would be the appropriate time to ask the question: what are we aiming for? Our technological achievements as a species are impressive. Our cities, our advancements in flight and our iPhones are all fairly remarkable. But there is nothing heroic about my cell phone. There is nothing sacrificial about it. Where is the song that's worth singing? What is our measure of success? Renown psychiatrist Viktor E. Frankl says that "success, like happiness, cannot be pursued; it must ensue, and it only does so as the unintended side effect of one's personal dedication to a cause greater than oneself or as a byproduct of one's surrender to a person other than oneself."

Maybe the fix is not the money. Maybe two and a half hours in a theatre isn't enough time for a hero to be born. Maybe it takes a lifetime- a lifetime like John M. Perkins. John Perkins is a man who devoted his life to those around him in simple and profound ways. He was quick to forgive, quick to utilize resources to help those in need. He has been a tireless civil rights worker who has endured beatings, harassments, and even prison for what he believes. With the help of his wife, Vera Mae, and a few others, he founded a health center, leadership development program, thrift store, low-income housing development and training center in his hometown of Mendenhall, Mississippi. His is a story of reconciliation, of forgiveness, of patience. He endured the suffering, holding on to a cause greater than himself.

John Perkins has is a song I want to sing. A song of a great man, the story of a legend. How do you replicate this goodness? Do you monetize it? Do you subsidize it? No. It's bigger than Washington, it's bigger than Wall Street. And it looks better than Hollywood. His is the story of a hero, a song of hope. His is a story that reminds me of a goodness beneath the system. Though Perkins was a devout Christian, he was quick to point out that this goodness is bigger than stale religion. Mr. Perkins once said that "many congregations do nothing but outsource justice." John Perkins said it right- you can't outsource justice. You can't farm out goodness to someone else. Your life is yours alone. Those decisions are yours to make.

I am the system. You are the system. We, the system of the United States, in order to form a more perfect union, choose goodness. Yes, the system is flawed. Yes, the church is flawed. Yes, Wall Street and Hollywood Boulevard are all fatally flawed. Yes, there will always be those who take the easy way out. But that ain't your game. Your choice is yours alone. Goodness precedes greatness. Maybe the mother will always have more power than the atomic bomb. Maybe under the skin there is a song of hope and meaning waiting to break free. Or maybe not. It's our story. You and I decide with our actions. It can be as small as simple courtesy. Or get involved in your hometown. Find out what the local food bank looks like. Look up the local Habitat for Humanity. What is the world you want? You choose it with every breath.

In our current climate of fear and debt I am reminded of what I hold most valuable in this life: the human souls closest to me. We need each other. Human beings will always be the most valuable natural resource on the planet. The human story is still unfolding. We are telling it as we speak. The human song is still weaving its way towards a chorus, through the suffering, through the fear. We need each other. We need heroes. Let your life be a beautiful song. We need hope. Tell a good story with the way you live. What is the world you want?

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Something we all need to hear.

Here's the link, but I'm going to repost this below. This is a guest blog written by Jamie Tworkowski of TWLOHA (twloha.com) for Alt Press. Check it out.

http://www.altpress.com/features/blogtwloha.htm

If someone gave you a microphone and a stage, what would you say and what would you sing? Whether the crowd was 10 people or 10,000, what would you make with the moment?

I was going to write a letter to the frontmen--the folks who sing in bands. I was going to say that there should be a system or some classes where they would be reminded that music is a very special thing; something not unlike a miracle, rich with history and the potential to move people and change lives. They would learn about urgency and honesty, the value of a moment and a song's unique ability to cause people to feel, to remind them that they're alive and that life is worth living.

And it crossed my mind to say those things because lately, it seems like there's been moments when everyone is forgetting. I'm bored with watching guys play to thousands of people and it feels like everyone says the same thing in saying nothing: "How you motherf****s doing?" is followed by a request for the world's largest circle pit. Congratulations. You are the fourth band in a row to say the exact same thing.

Are you kidding me? You beat the odds by making it and they hand you this electronic thing that makes your voice louder and that's the best you could come up with? That's what you wanted to tell the world? The stage is sacred. It's above the ground so that people can see the magic when it happens; so that people can see something bigger than the sum of its parts; something louder than the same dumb joke, brighter than the latest neon trend. Tell us your story. Show us your heart. Remind us of our own. Point to something. In the silence between songs, point to something that matters, some question or problem that steals your sleep at night. Invite us to be part of the solution.

But maybe the lessons are not just for the guys with microphones. Maybe this stuff applies to all of us. It's been said that all the world's a stage and that maybe we all have some kind of influence and opportunities to say real things and move people. The stage in front of the crowd is this obvious place where it happens, but maybe it's true that we each have our songs to sing and venues to play. We each get a few people who listen and a few people to listen to. We each have our jobs and our schools and all the places where life happens. We live in a world filled with needs and opportunities. Every person has a story. There's plenty of room for meaning, depth and change. Don't buy the lie that says there's only room for jokes and it's cooler not to care about anything. The bar has been set way too low. There's room for magic and inspiration. There's room to live a better story.

The show starts now. alt

(Jamie Tworkowski is the founder of To Write Love On Her Arms, a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide. Since 2006, TWLOHA has responded to 100,000 messages from over 100 countries. They've also given $500,000 directly to treatment and recovery. Tworkowski will be speaking at universities across America this fall. Visit www.twloha.com for more info. )

Friday, May 15, 2009

Jon Foreman 3 Day Fast for Darfur: Day 3 Blog Entry

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Darfur Fast Blog 4, Day 3: Four Morning Thoughts
I woke up early. It's day number three of the fast and I am definitely feeling it... I crawl out of bed and have four immediate thoughts:

My first thought: I have access to clean water and a roof to sleep under. I have a bed. I have my guitar. In this fast I was hoping to join in solidarity with those who are fasting without an option; and yet the hunger I have right now is nothing compared to the despair of Darfur. Robbed of dignity, robbed of their homes, these refugees are on the run from brutal violence and rape, seeking out any form of hope. The smallest bit of hunger that I feel this morning cannot even be compared to the hunger that Darfur woke up with today: a hunger for dignity, a hunger for freedom, a hunger for so much more than simply food.

My second though was this: I need so much grace. I need so much patience. I need so many second chances. Even in this fast, I'm sure my motives are impure most the time. I might be drinking only water but it's my mind and my heart that are corrupted and impure. I would like to think that I have it all together but I don't- from the
little things: I screw up the time and end up running late way too often- to the big things: I get overwhelmed at suffering and sorrow in the world and sometimes would rather turn the other way. And in my hopes to get things right I can be extremely judgmental of everyone everything around me. Dang it. I'm sorry all. God is so patient with me. My friends and family are so patient with me. I need to learn how to pass this grace along.

My third thought was along these lines: we are meant to live and love in community- to grow old together having shared laughter and pain and joy- to love each other through the painful spots. But we're so bent and hurt that we drive each other away. We've been so broken and shattered (Speaking out of experience here!), that we are driven to
break and shatter the ones around us. Call it our fallen nature, or look to Freud and call it our death urge... might as well call it the front page of the newspaper. The fact is: we are driven to pieces, destroying ourselves and those around us in the search for meaning. No life is meant to be lived alone. We know this and yet on a planet with millions of people we drive lonely cars and work lonely jobs. We start lonely wars and buy lonely houses.

My fourth thought: Everything on this capital planet is worth what we will pay for it. The "worth" of gold rises and falls according to public opinion. The housing market, meats and vegetables, vintage guitars, oil... The trouble is that people fall into this category as well. The value of human life and dignity... What's it worth? Is it worth my time? Is it worth risking national security? Is it worth more than oil? Is it worth getting out of my comfort zone to help someone out? What we ascribe worth to is what we "worth-ship" - and what we worship is most evident with our time and money. Stock up treasures in heaven where moths and rust cannot destroy.

What's the meaning of life? What's worth living for? We live out those answers everyday in our choices. It's a tremendous amount of power, (accompanied with fear and trembling). The staggering realization is this: you've been loaned the power to determine what's "worth it" in your lifetime. Every hour of life affords a tremendous amount of spending power; choose wisely with your time, it's one of your most valuable resources.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Thursday, March 19, 2009

What's In The Box?

One of the better short films I've ever seen:

Monday, March 9, 2009

Steven's Modern Life

It's a Monday morning at 3:43 and I'm awake listening to Ratatat and editing photographs. This sums up what I like to do in my spare time fairly well.

(20 minutes later)

Just finished editing. Here is the video I made today. And here are the photographs that I played around with this late night/early morning. Nothing is final.

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2087295&id=29904207&l=c979f

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

I will be seeing these in theaters.

The next Garden State?



Yes. I am way more excited for this than Transformers. Pick a side. This is mine.



I think this will be the funniest movie of the year. We'll see.



I know it looks a little psycho, but that's Tarantino for you.



And how can you not be excited for this????

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Top Ten Movies of 2008

Okay so I stopped blogging pretty much entirely after I got back from Africa last July because I thought no one really read my blog anymore. This is still probably the case, but whatever, I like to write, and you nowadays with the internet, you never know who is reading what. So I'm back and I'm here to write about one of my favorite things. You guessed it. Movies.

I'm back with my Top Ten Movies of 2008 list. This was an incredibly hard list to make and could be different a week from now. Here goes.

10. The Wackness
(Drama with a bit of Dark Comedy about a young man's coming of age tale in New York (if I remember correctly). Great story about this kid who sells pot to help pay the family bills. His shrink is played by the great Sir Ben Kinglsey, whom he pays with weed. This film does a great job at portraying the conflict, brokenness and longing that all humans share. I highly recommend it. The Writer/Director of the film based the story off of his own life...so it's very realistic and easy to identify with.

9. Gran Torino

Clint Eastwood has become one of the best Director's of our time, and I love the ability he has to tell a story without any fluff. In his most recent acting/directing gig, he plays an old senile racist who has to deal with the new foreign neighbors. A great story about how even the hardest of hearts can be softened with just a little love from the right places.

8. Milk

Just go see this for Sean Penn's Best Acting performance. Seriously, he becomes Harvey Milk. This is a great movie that deserved all the buzz it got. Well directed, well acted, well written. And it came out at the perfect time, right after the whole Prop-8 fiasco. A very relevant movie for our time.

7. Wall-E

All of Pixar's movies seem to take huge risks. A movie about a rat? That will never work. A movie about a robot that can't talk and has no dialogue in the first 40 minutes? People will get bored. Right? Not so fast. This is pixar we're talking about. These guys know what they are doing. Psh. Dialogue? They don't need that to tell a powerful story. With arguably the best visuals we've ever seen from a Pixar flick (in my opinion only rivaled by Finding Nemo) Pixar strikes gold once again with a film about a lovable robot and his quest for love and adventure. Oh and about how the human race is a bunch of fat lazy slobs. Leave it to Pixar to entertain us and make us think about the way we live our lives at the same time.

6. The Reader

You would be hard pressed to find a better actress than Kate Winslet right now. Put her in a movie with a great script and you've got a winner. And that's exactly what The Reader is. What starts off as a risque affair between an aging German and a young high school boy turns into a debate of ethical values. You find yourself thinking "What would I do in that situation?" multiple times throughout this film, with no easy answer. A smart film set in post WWII Germany, with one of the most complicated love stories you've ever seen. Don't miss it.

5. Vicky, Christina, Barcelona

I'll admit it. The main reason I wanted to see this film at first was because it had the beauty of Scarlett Johanssen and Penelope Cruz in it. But once the Woody Allen written/directed film got going, I was hooked immediately. I think it was the combination of the old school narration and the setting of Barcelona, but Allen did a spectacular putting you right in the midst of his creation. The characters were great, the acting was great (Javier Bardem and Penelope Cruz have some amazing scenes) and many people will be able to relate to this movie. It questions how we define "relationships" and what society says is okay and what's not okay. What is love? How do we know? Will we ever be satisfied? Do we know what we're looking for or what we want? Does true love really last? Does it go beyond our feelings? These are all questions that Vicky, Christna, Barcelona asks us.

4. The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button

I was really really really looking forward to this film, and in a sense, it did let me down a bit. But it is at number four on this list for a reason. Fincher is one of my favorite directors, and Brad Pitt one of my favorite actors, and Cate Blanchett is right up there with Kate Winslet as one of our finest actresses, but something about this film just fell a little short for me. The only thing special about this story was the whole aging backward thing. Without that element, this would have been a generic love story with its share of complications. It was longer than it needed to be and Pitt's acting was average. People give him too much credit for this role. It's the CG and Makeup artists that deserve more of the credit. All that being said, this film was done as perfectly as possible. The cinematography was amazing, the script well written, the actors well directed. People compare this film to Forrest Gump, and Gump had something this film didn't have. I don't know what it was. Ben Button just didn't have the...thrust...that Forrest Gump did. I liked Forrest Gump more. I cared for him more. This was an excellent excellent film, I just didn't like it as much as I expected to.

3. Rachel Getting Married

Whoa. Now here's a film that grabbed onto my emotions and threw them all over the room. You want a movies that is real to the bone? That shows meaninful, powerful, authentic family dynamics? Here it is. You will cringe, you will laugh, you will be awkward, you will be scared, you will care, you will cry. I absolutely loved Anne Hathaway in this movie. I think she should have gotten the Oscar this year. We all know Kate Winslet would have gotten one eventually. I think Winslet got it for her reputation and her past work more than for her specific role in The Reader. (Don't get me wrong, she was amazing, I just think the academy felt bad for all the times she got gipped in the past. Hopefully the same thing will happen for Hathaway in the future.) I just hope that Hathaway takes more roles like this one instead of the ridiculous Bride Wars movie she just did. Why make crap like that when you can make gold like this? I don't get it. Go see this movie with people you care about.

2. Slumdog Millionaire

Best Picture. Mmhmm. How can you not love this movie? Great cast, great director, great soundtrack, great script, beautiful shots and locations. It has everything. This film is the journey that we hope all our lives to be. Adventurous. Challenging. Rewarding. Full of love, pain, hope, conflict, reward. I loved this movie and really can't say enough about it. Danny Boyle deserved his Best Director Oscar, and the film deserved the Best Picture Award. We need more movies like this. Movies that are smart with depth, yet full of emotion and power.

1. The Dark Knight

And yet this was my favorite movie of the year, with one of the best performances of all time. The best villain since Darth Vader. My favorite Director of the moment. Throw in Morgan Freeman and Michael Caine and you've got my vote for my favorite movie of the year. I saw it twice in the theater for good reason. You can't digest it all in one viewing. What would you have done if you were one of the civilians on that ferry? Do we have it in us to be "The Dark Knight" if it means everyone hating us for doing the right thing? Is life meaningless and full of chaos? Or do we have hope and something to fight for? Our are decisions decided by chance or something greater? What do we do when we lose everything we loved?

I don't know if it should have won, but I can't believe it didn't even get an Oscar Nod for Best Picture and/or Best Director. Ugh.

Honorable Mentions: Quantum of Solace, City of Ember ( A great, fun family adventure movie), Forgetting Sarah Marshall(my surprise of the year, I love this movie), Pineapple Express (James Franco is way funnier than I knew), Burn After Reading (The Coen brothers rock), Tropic Thunder (Downey Jr. was phenomenal), Australia(Epic movie, but was split into two stories and was too long)

Haven't seen yet: The Wrestler, Revolutionary Road, Defiance, Frost/Nixon, The Visitor

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Zach Braff Music Interview



This is one of the many reasons I love zb. How many of us have the Garden State soundtrack?