jeff cannell, who blogs about his kids and his wife and his faith, somehow caught the fact that z’s blog is up and running on the very day she started. i don’t know that zena will do this regularly, unless i can get a web interface up for her to use. she’s not terribly comfortable with ftp, etc. jeff’s blog is a good model for any blogger– it’s kind of an online testimony to god’s goodness and jeff’s enthusiasm for the way god made him and the people god has put around him. come to think of it, jeff is a good model, period. go read jeff’s blog.
some of my friends use their blogs as a sort of online diary; others use them as a communication experiment. this blog is handmade so there’s no ‘blogger’-style functionality (comments, etc.), which means no communication (although you can feel free to email me or call or stop by). and i don’t know if i’m comfortable with the diary model. i envisioned it as sort of a commentary on music and jesus and math, and a place to post links to interesting stuff. i mean, you gotta think carefully how much personal reflection you want to post out there to the ether. if i talk about what happened to me today, and it involves people around me, do they really want their lives slapped up on the internet for as long as i hold this domain name?
i guess the character of the blog will develop over time.
btw, the two towers extended edition is so much better than the theatrical release as to almost be a crime against the movie-going public. it’s also butt-numbingly long. see it for the grace notes (pip and merry drinking ent draught, gandalf revealing ‘i am saruman, as he should have been’) and for the absolutely essential plot and character development (boromir and faramir in osgiliath with their father before the calling of the fellowship). and see it again for the coolest special effect: legolas catching the reigns of a moving horse and swinging himself up onto its back, defying gravity like an astronaut. in the future, high school kids will have cult ‘lord of the rings’ parties where they stay up all night watching the three movies back to back. come to think of it, so will a lot of people my age.
thanksgiving night after everyone left chris and i stayed up and partook of some media together. he pulled out his old lp of van morrison’s “into the music”, and put the headphones on my head and i listened to the whole thing. van recorded this in 1979, the year of the clash’s “london calling” and many other punk/wave triumphs. but here’s van, a man with the courage of his convictions, not changing up his sound for the kids, just doing what he does and doing it well. “into the music” kicks off with bright side of the road, but then it goes into full force gale:
like a full force gale
i was lifted up again
i was lifted up again by the lord
it’s really cool to see my father-in-law connecting with christ. he prayed for the thanksgiving meal– just an honest prayer of a regular guy. it made me smile.
after van, we stayed up and watched standing in the shadows of motown/ growing up in detroit, you can’t help but know every motown song in your very bones. this was a documentary of the band that played on all of them, behind stevie, marvin, the temps, the tops, the supremes, smokey, everyone. they played on more #1 hits than the beatles, the stones, the beach boys and elvis presley combined. but until this documentary came out they remained virtually unknown and almost completely unsung. it’s something, watching these men get their due… you can tell they’ve waited a long time, sort of starved for affection, or recognition, or even acknowledgement.
i completely recommend that you go out and find a copy of this movie and watch it. it’s so affecting, in a good way.
my in-laws are football fans, which is a little foreign to me, but i love them and i love how much they love the lions and the tigers and the red wings and such. if you’re a football fan, then you can probably imagine what thanksgiving day is like for detroit sports fans… all football.
anyway, a commercial came on during the proceedings today, saying something like “a bad day with the lions is better than a good day with the in-laws.” so, the whole reason i’m posting on thanksgiving is simply to say that for me, the inverse is entirely true. i love my in-laws so much.
i thought my tastes were singular and eclectic. turns out, i’m simply a product of my generation. gbv, pavement (twice!), dj shadow, elephant 6, mbv and radiohead make the top ten on pitchfork’s best albums of the nineties.
inaugural post. a few weeks ago, i was dumbfounded to see my (now faraway) community suddenly embrace blogging, just about all at once. it’s a dangerous undertaking: you threaten to be familiar to everyone but still unknown. i purchased a domain name and set one up myself. ‘song from me’ are the last words of joni mitchell’s track ‘blue.’ this was my first screen name back in 1996.
Juvenile Nonfiction is Joshua Neds-Fox’s blog v.4, internetted lovingly to you from Detroit, Michigan.
I’m worth $1MM in prizes.
I’ve redesigned this thing a handful of times, but I’m just gonna go with the native theme for a bit.
Try joshua, here at neds-fox.com, via electronic mail, should you want to get in touch with me.
I hope you’re happy.