Andre Rieu Rocks

19 06 2009

A week or so ago my counterpart over in our marketing department sends me an email and says we have a bunch of free tickets to a concert by a guy named Andre Rieu. “Andre Who?” you ask? Yeah, exactly. So I looked him up and he’s a violinist/conductor/whatever and he plays all around the world with his orchestra in tow and apparently he’s a pretty big deal. So I figured, what the heck, I’m always open for something new and interesting, so I grabbed a few tickets and my wife and I went last night.

Now I’ve never been to any type of orchestra or opera or anything of that sort. My only conception of this type of show is what I’ve seen in movies, so I fully expected this really stuffy atmosphere with a snotty, arrogant conductor leading a bunch of snooty musicians through some really boring music. That’s a pretty bleak outlook isn’t it? In fact, my buddy called me as we were walking in and invited us to have a beer and cigar across town, and as I was looking at the predominantly over-60 crowd, I nearly took him up on it. But we were there and we went in anyway.

What I experienced was actually one of the most thoroughly entertaining shows I have ever been to. Honestly, I’m still blown away. Andre Rieu is not some snooty conductor, he’s actually incredibly funny and works the crowd extremely well. He’s a guy who seems to honestly love playing music for people, and completely lacks the arrogance that so many musicians at his level have. His orchestra has 50 pieces and because of the way his show is designed, they aren’t just sitting there playing like robots, but they are actually rocking out and playing to the crowd.

The music was widely varied. Rieu played all sorts of pieces and I was surprised at how many I recognized. The musicianship was of course impeccable and honestly it would have been killer just to sit and listen to such great people play, but what really made the show dynamite was the stuff happening around the music. Often times throughout the show, there were sight gags going on, related to the music. For instance, he introduced a spanish bull fighting piece and told a “random” lady in the audience to be careful because she was wearing red. Then during the piece, two guys in a bull suit, complete with smoke coming from the nostrils, romp through the crowd and end up chasing the lady in red out through the back doors. It was very clever, and pretty funny.

At other times the musicians would interact with each other during the music depending on the theme of the piece. One guy pretending to get sick into another musicians tuba, another lady downing a glass of champagne and acting drunk through the rest of the song, it was just really, really clever and entertaining. Far more than just a music recital, it was a full on theatrical production.

I think my favorite parts though were the two pieces that each featured a female opera singer. I’d always envisioned opera singers as fat girls with viking horns singing some crazy songs in Italian or something. The girls were not fat! They did sing in Italian, but also in English, and I was blown away at the clarity and beauty of their voices. The incredible range these women have, and the control over thier voices was mind blowing. It was definitely the best part of the evening for me. in fact, I think I’d like to go see a full on opera at some point now.

I can’t say enough about Andre Rieu, and the experience reminds me that it’s important to stay open minded, and be willing to be exposed to new things in life or risk missing out on some really fantastic experiences.

Here’s a link to Andre’s website where you can check out some YouTube videos and such.

http://www.andrerieu.com/





Why Does Christian Music Have to Suck?

17 06 2009

This is an issue we touched upon the other night at our Bible study. It’s kind of interesting because though we are all seasoned musicians playing music at church, I don’t think there’s any of us that really dig popular Christian music. Why? Well, because it mostly sucks.

Now let’s distinguish between worship music and popular Christian music. Worship music is what you hear at church. It’s written to glorify God, encourage us, and lift our spirits. This is good stuff, and I really enjoy playing it. Popular Christian music is the stuff you hear on Christian radio. It’s designed to sell records to people of the Christian faith.

The problem with popular Christian music is that it’s so cookie cutter and so generic. I signed up to take surveys for the local Christian music station and they sent me my first one today. As I was listening to the songs and rating them, I discovered that with the exception of 3 or 4 songs out of about 50, they all sounded EXACTLY the same. It’s like there’s a sucky music factory out there in the middle of the bible belt stamping out these horrifically simple and uninteresting songs. Honestly, most of them sound like something on the Disney channel, or in a soft drink commercial, or hear around a campfire.

It’s unfortunate because there’s so many creative people out there, but for some reason they feel like they have to mimic everyone else rather than do something off the wall. And the record companies are so bent on profits that they aren’t willing to take chances cultivating new and interesting artists. There’s a certain amount of bias though from Christians themselves. A lot of people think “Christian” means a certain style of music, rather than music having a certain lyrical content. All this combined makes for music that too often is somber and moody and boring.

Why can’t Christians rock? And not that goofy corporate version of rock, I mean really rock! I want AC/DC with clean lyrics. I want Metallica with a positive message. I want Slipknot with a Christian worldview.

Fortunately there are a few heavy bands with a Christian worldview hitting the scene, but what’s really interesting, is that it’s the secular world that’s embracing them, while Christian radio shuns them. Odd. Here’s a few heavy bands that I enjoy. If there’s anyone out there that knows of some other good ones, post them in the comments.

P.O.D.

Pillar

Project 86

As I Lay Dying

Red

Kutless





Praying Out Loud

15 06 2009

Do you ever pray out loud? To God? Like in front of other people? I didn’t think so. Most people I know don’t and never have. Let’s face it, it’s just something people don’t do. It’s scary right? I mean, having a heart to heart with the Almighty Creator in front of other people? No way man. That’s too much like a speech. Everyone’s going to be judging your prayer and then they’re gonna talk about how lame it was behind your back. And what if you don’t follow the proper prayer protocol or you commit a horrific breach of prayer etiquette? Public prayer is messy business man. It’s not for me. Ask my friends, I’m the guy that NEVER, EVER prays in front of people.

Well tonight I was forced to pray. No my bible study group didn’t hold me down and force me to pray and our group leader didn’t put me on the spot or anything. No, it was all God’s fault. We’re doing a study on what it means to be an artist in the church and this week’s study was on insecurity. As I’m going through the chapter it just struck me that I have really no insecurity whatsoever about playing drums. It doesn’t matter what the crowd size is, or what music we’re playing, it’s all good. No butterflies, no worries. And really that just comes from playing in front of large crowds of people several times a week for over 20 years. After a while you get confident in your abilities and it becomes comfortable. And so as I started to wonder how this chapter applies to me it suddenly struck me that this whole public prayer thing is an area that I constantly agonize over. See God’s sneaky like that.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned it’s that when God gives you a challenge that scares the crap out of you, it’s really an opportunity to grow into something better. And so you either take Him up on it, or you kick yourself forever for being a wussy. So I sucked it up and prayed. Out loud. Now I’m not bragging here, I’ll be honest. I took the easiest prayer request. Short and sweet baby. But I gotta say I was as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. (Ok, I totally stole that saying from this website)

The good thing is, nobody chuckled at my lame attempt at prayer. Nobody said anything afterward. In fact, it was like nobody noticed that the no-prayer-guy prayed, even though I’m pretty sure my voice was a little wobbly, I might have prayed for something somebody else already prayed for, and I think I totally cut somebody else short in my nervousness. But it was all good.

The reason I’m even sharing this is because I think it’s important to share one’s fears and insecurities so we can laugh about them and move on. We all have our quirks. I have people tell me all the time how they can’t believe I can get up in front of 600 or so people in a church service and play like I do. And I’m thinking in my head… yeah, but I’m scared crapless of saying a simple prayer in front of four of my closest friends! Heck, I know a fully grown man who’s afraid of clowns! But the point is that no matter what we do, whether we’re playing the drums or praying or whatever… we should do it for God and God only. He doesn’t care if we aren’t the greatest drummer or the greatest public speaker. But He does care that we’re serving Him, pushing out of our comfort zone and most of all, growing in our faith.

I feel like I grew a tiny little bit today.





Today’s Bicycle Ride: 46 miles, 2526 feet

13 06 2009

Screenshot on 2009-06-13 at 7.47.58 PMOk, today’s ride was a bruiser! 46 miles with over 2500 feet of climbing. This is our final long ride before the Millerton Metric in two weeks.

It was just so rough today though. Wildcat stumped me, but the rest of the course went pretty well. The climbs were strenuous but I made them (with the exception of WildCat) without stopping. We got some great downhills runs too, at one point getting up to 36 Mph! That’s smoking for a bicycle in my opinion. When you’re on wheels that are 3/4 of an inch wide it feels like you’re doing 100.

I gotta say I am in so much pain right now though from just the mileage. It honestly feels like a truck ran over my legs.

It doesn’t help that I took a spill today too. I couldn’t get a foot out of the clips fast enough and ended up eating concrete. So I have a nice swollen bruise on my leg with some good abrasions. Then I went and played drums tonight which didn’t help.

Right now all I want is a cold beer and then I’m hitting the sheets.





Today’s Bicycle Ride: 30 miles, 1100 feet

6 06 2009

Screenshot on 2009-06-06 at 11.55.03 AMToday Doug and I were the only ones riding and our first plan was to head to Prather and back. However, we have a huge ride in 3 weeks that has some wicked climbs in it, and so I’ve been wanting to get prepared for that. We decided instead to head to Millerton Store and then check out Sky Harbor road.

This is one brutal road. I’ve only been riding bicycles for 6 weeks and I think I’m just not giving myself enough time to acclimate. This road kicked my butt today.

As you turn onto Sky Harbor it heads straight up for about 3/4 of a mile at up to a 20% grade according to MapMyRide.com. Then it drops down and meanders around before climbing again. This one is longer, about 2.5 miles and every bit as steep in places. It’s a killer. We ended up stopping at the top of the second hill because we felt if we went down to the end, we’d never get back up it without killing ourselves.

It was a brutal day. Not really distance wise, but those climbs just have my legs and butt burning. Next weekend we’re doing a long ride to get a feel for what the Millerton Metric will be like. We’ll do 55 miles or so, should be interesting.

One other cool thing. Dave brought me a jersey on thursday and though it fits just a hair tight around my “love handle” area *blush*, I think it looks pretty good. But I have to give my team mates crap. They’ve been calling this thing the “cheese jersey” because it says Formaggio Capellini on it. Formaggio is a producer of all sorts of italian foods, including cheese, but capellini is pasta. So it should really be called the “pasta jersey”. Oh well.

CORRECTION: Well, isn’t the internet wonderful? After doing a little research I discovered that formaggio, while being the name of several businesses, is also the italian word for cheese. So the jersey, is in fact the “cheese jersey”. Actually, it’s the cheese and pasta jersey, but now I’m just being picky.