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Jan. 20th, 2012 @ 11:03 am (no subject)
“We Take Care of Our Own” – Bruce Springsteen single review

Musically, the first few techno notes threw me—I was a bit scared that Bruce had lost his bullet-mike mind. But then the notes cohered into the rhythmic drum and piano lines and I was more than relieved—I was in love. But then I am a sucker for hooks and minor chords.

I am not sure, however, why anyone who has listened to Bruce Springsteen since 1984, or has followed his political and social actions in the past decade would not immediately grasp that “We Take Care of Our Own” is ironically meant. The message(s) were clear to me when I first listened to it and didn’t get all the lyrics, but sure heard “From the shotgun shack to the Superdome.”

And that’s all I had to hear, really, to be transported back to Katrina and the human suffering America so often avoids looking in the face of—since the shotgun shacks were the homes of the poor before they were transported to the Superdome in the wake of the flood. That is when no one could pretend that America takes care of all her own. We saw the government failing her people in a time of crisis…but if we looked a little deeper, we knew those people had been failed long before Katrina. And if we looked into the future, we’d know that they’d be failed after Katrina as well.

This song crystallizes the social contract to me—that we are supposed to take care of our own, if our flag, our sense of citizenship is to mean anything at all. The American flag means a great deal to a sentimental person like me, who believes in my country and Her capacity for good and Her past of being a haven for the tempest-tossed and a land of opportunity (see: American Land). (I also know Her dark secrets, but like humanity, She is capable of evolving. She has proven it and I believe She will again.)

But for now, I add my voice to these questions:
Where's the eyes, the eyes with the will to see?
Where's the hearts that run over with mercy?
Where's the love that has not forsaken me?
Where's the work that set my hands, my soul free?
Where's the spirit that'll reign, reign over me
Where's the promise, from sea to shining sea?

This isn’t anger. This is outrage.

And we should all be outraged.

*****
Karen Joy Fowler writes in The Jane Austen Book Club that we “all have our private Austen,” meaning one who fits our personal projections. I suspect that is true of Bruce tramps—we all have our private Springsteen, the one who speaks directly to our heart and into our personal interpretations. And there is no doubt that I read/hear/feel/understand this song through the prism of my own heart and political beliefs.

Having said that, I use my English major background and refer to the public Bruce Springsteen who has been very clear about his personal and political beliefs, both in word and action. Lyrically, the song aligns with them and my interpretation to the point where I don’t see how this song can be interpreted much differently.

Then again, we know what happened with Born in the USA….
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Goddess Oracle Artemis
Apr. 12th, 2011 @ 02:19 pm Thoughts on Tarot Reading, Faith, and Free Will
As some of you know, I read tarot cards. And I can not tell you how many people say to me, with my cards on the table, "Do you really believe in these?"

I answer, "What? Do I believe the cards exist. Yes. They are tangible, in my hands."

"You know what I mean...do you believe they work?"

And then I go into a spiel..."What do you mean do I believe they work?" Define "work." Do I know for a fact that I can read the cards' meanings? Yes, I do."

"No. You know...can they tell the future?" The smirk. The hope behind the smirk.

"The cards don't speak. They're plastic.

Do I know that the cards can clarify information, offer choices and pathways, validate subconscious beliefs and draw awareness to old patterns, some that are effective and some that no longer serve the querent? Yes. I know this from my long experience working with the cards. It is not a question of belief so much as knowledge based on experience.

But do they tell the future like a magic eight ball? That presupposes the future is written in stone--and that we have no free will. I would not give my free will over to a deck of plastic cards or a plastic ball or anything or anyone else. That makes no sense to me. Does it to you?

Finally, there is a reason that it's called "divination." There is always the aspect of the Divine in a reading--information I do not always have access to without the cards. The cards allow me to access wisdom in a vivid pictorial way that I can then express to the querent in a way he or she can understand. Sometimes this wisdom is about the past, it is always about the present, and it is often about the future--as it stands now. It's an image of the present and what will occur if conditions remain as they are. But outer conditions can change. And humans can always change, as well, if they choose to do so.

And we always, always have the power over of our responses. To change or not to change. To see or not to see. To act or not to act. No matter what the external conditions are, we have control over how we choose to act or react."

People often want easy answers--"Will I meet my soul mate?" "Does he love me?" "Will I get the promotion?"

I don't like to answer those questions. I will reframe them: What can I do to meet my soul mate? What does the term soul mate mean to me? How will I recognize him/her?

Often I have to ask the question--what does the querent mean by the word love? Is this person committed to me? Does this person love me romantically? As a couple, are we compatible? Short-term? Long-term? What can I do to make the relationship better? And so on, as we find a way to get to the questions behind the questions.

Some people think it's insulting, even hubristic to reframe a question. The reason the querent comes to me for a reading is because I am an expert on reading the cards. Why should I withhold the benefit of my expertise? The querent is the expert on him or herself and I will NEVER try to impose my beliefs on him or her. But if a person doesn't believe in free will, only the power of "the cards" to dictate his or her future...I am not the reader they want to come to.

And I am not for everybody. Some people want a person to tell them what to do. A mystic cloaked in an air of perfection of prognostication. And I can understand the appeal of that. Who wouldn't want a real, live, infallible Magic 8 Ball?

However, I've never known a person--any person--who gets it right every time. And the readers who put out vibes of the all-knowing, all-wise seers lie to themselves and others. I think it's charlatanism and egotism.

I can't and won't pretend to be something I am not. I have magic, I have wisdom, I have compassion and I have the ability to give someone a life-changing reading...but I can't do it alone. It's a co-creative process.

I am not all-knowing, nor will I let ANYONE give me his or her power. I don't want it. (Okay, it's an ego boost when it is offered. But my higher self will never let me take it, no matter how often or how freely it is offered. And it's offered most by those who were initially skeptical. Sad, but true.)

Everyone wants to believe in magic...but they often don't realize that they are meant to be their own magicians.

The cards allow me to help people become their own magicians. I will not use the cards to be the only magician in the room.
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Goddess Oracle Artemis
Dec. 21st, 2009 @ 07:45 pm (no subject)
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The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me.

This offer does have some restrictions so please read:
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make.
- What I create will be just for YOU & you are allowed to make requests (and I will try to honor them).
- It will be done before 2011.
- It might be fudge, a mix cd, an essential oil scent, an original haiku, something tarot-related...who knows!
- You'll need to PM me your mailing address if you're one of the first 5.

In return, all you need to do is repost this on your LJ and offer to make 5 things for 5 other people.
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Goddess Oracle Artemis
Dec. 17th, 2009 @ 04:25 pm Santa Baby...
Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

In October I gave [info]juz_ana a Dutch Oven (-10 points). In July I saved a busload of nuns in Angola (326 points). In April I ruled Iran as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). Last week I pushed [info]corrinekenner in the mud (-17 points). In January I gave [info]easyforletters a life-saving blood transfusion (50 points).

Overall, I've been nice (1049 points). For Christmas I deserve a pony!

Sincerely,
chelsearoad

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Goddess Oracle Artemis
Dec. 10th, 2009 @ 11:59 pm 15 Days Before Christmas...
Current Location: BPAL - O
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And I have five minutes to meet my deadline.

This stinks!

In my last post, I talked about Soul Christmas, the best soul Christmas compilation that doesn't include Motown.

There are some great Motown Christmas albums. I have two favorites.

The first is the Jackson Five Christmas Album. A pre-teen Michael sings lead on most songs, but Jermaine has his solos, too. This baby contains a jazzed up version of Someday at Christmas, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus, and the best version of Santa Claus is Coming to Town (sorry, Bruce!).

I just discovered that the only available cd is a pumped up version with 10 extra tracks. You know what that means?

I am going to have to re-purchase it for the extra tracks. Feeling like Scrooge, but spending like Diane.
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Goddess Oracle Artemis
Dec. 9th, 2009 @ 06:50 pm 16 Days Before Christmas
Current Location: BPAL - El Dia De Los Reyes
Current Music: Otis Redding - Merry Christmas Baby
Soul Christmas is the most perfect Christmas compilation imaginable (if Motown didn't exist).

Yes, this contains Carla Thomas' "Gee Whiz It's Christmas" (the song I was yapping about two days ago, version by Diane Birch). But there's so much more: the raunchy "Back Door Santa" by Clarence Carter, Donny Hathaway's soulful "This Christmas" (maybe my favorite Christmas song ever), the version of "White Christmas" by Drifters' Clyde McPhatter (so beloved by the Temptations that they recorded an almost note-by-note version for Motown), Otis' Merry Christmas Baby (which I actually prefer to Bruce's--what more needs be said?), and Every Day Will Be Like a Holiday by the Sweet Inspirations (whom Elvis loved enough to utilize as backing vocalists).

There's much more, including some lovely instrumentals. 20 glorious Christmas songs. If I didn't have time to make a compilation, this would be what I'd give someone instead. Classic.
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Goddess Oracle Artemis
Dec. 8th, 2009 @ 11:00 pm Gee Whiz, It's Christmas - Diane Birch
Current Location: BPAL-Tetramorph v. 2
Current Music: Diane Birch - Gee Whiz, It's Christmas
Today's Christmas offering is a single--available on iTunes only, afaik. Diane Birch covers a classic Stax Christmas track--Carla Thomas' "Gee Whiz, It's Christmas." The piano and arrangement reminds me of Nat King Cole, with a little Laura Nyro pianowork thrown in. It's jaunty, it's jazzy, and I'll be playing it a lot this season.
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Themis
Dec. 7th, 2009 @ 09:23 pm 18 Days Before Christmas
Current Location: BPAL - Josie
I had written something too pitiful to post. I deleted it. My initial intention was to write about a great non-Christmas Christmas album and that's what I'm going to do. (My intention is to do this daily, but don't count on it.)

Today's album is The Witness Tree by Wendy Matthews. It is startlingly beautiful and I play it a lot. For those of you who've received my Christmas mix cds, you may recognize the ethereally majestic Ruins (Jesu, Joy of Man's Desire). The album was produced by Booker T. Jones(of Booker T. and the MGs' fame) and is more of a gospel album than a Christmas album. But I always play it at Christmas. That must make it a Christmas album.

The album contains a few secular/gospelly crossover covers like "When I Can Dream" and "Oh Happpy Day," as well as a number of Matthews-penned songs including two written with Tim Finn (Crowded House, Split Enz).

It's spiritual without being preachy--and it's very soulful (as would be expected with Booker T. at the helm). A beautiful treat any time of the year, but especially at Christmas.
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Fool and Her Friends Temperance
Dec. 6th, 2009 @ 05:13 pm I Was Able to Go Out Today!!!!
Current Location: BPAL-Pink Snowflakes
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First time since a brief bookstore visit last week.

So of course, I went to a bookstore this week, too. Finished Roy Williams' Work Hard. Had two mugs of tea.

Happy.

It seems like all I've been reading is basketball tomes and other non-fiction type books of late: Lit, Work Hard, When We Owned the Game, Doc, Big Man, Going Rogue, True Compass, and In the Land of Believers. It's time for some fiction, I'm thinking.

Next up is Unfinished Desires. I've never read any Gail Godwin, but I remember my friend Rhonda singing her praises (inasmuch as Rhonda sings praises...she's pretty temperate in general).

I want to sit in a bookstore and read ALL DAY. Maybe Tuesday. Maybe not.

I am feeling much better. The antibiotics really helped.
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Tyler H
Nov. 30th, 2009 @ 01:49 pm Tired
Current Location: BPAL: Ladon
Current Music: Jayhawks - Bad Time
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I am so tired of being sick.

Yes, in the last few months I did manage to see Bruce Springsteen 10 times. And that was good.

In fact, it was transformative. The four night Philly stand was the catalyst. I had great seats every night. And Bruce was amazing every night. I got my fill (I drank until I got my fill) of seeing him up close and personal, doing what he does better than anyone in the world. And something happened. I was healed of my pain of not being at every show. The yawning maw of jealous, burning hunger was finally sated.

I did see three more shows, but I didn't need to. Two of those shows were extraordinary (the two MSG shows where he did The Wild, the Innocent and the E Street Shuffle and The River) and I'm so glad I was there to experience them in their amazingness.

Baltimore was great, too--but I offered my ticket to someone who had gotten ripped off by scalpers. He wouldn't take it, but I meant my offer sincerely. I am replete. I wanted someone else to have some joy. I have closure and I have satisfaction and I have validation that I made the right choice lo those 35 years ago...to dedicate a big chunk of my life to being a Bruce Tramp. Bruce and I shared communion. Repeatedly. And it meant as much to him as it did to me.

I am blessed.

Sadly, I caught a cold in Baltimore that seems to me more-than-a-cold. It has lingered for a week in full strength, and I keep coughing up lungs. Maybe because I was recovering from the flu when I caught the cold that has made this the cold-that-would-not-weaken-or-leave. I don't know. But my brain is fried and I walk around the house like a zombie.

I have so many tarot items to review. And I want to. But my brain just won't let me. I am even too stupid to post in the FC with any real substance.
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