Brother Red Squirrel and the Tiny Dancer-CornerStone 2008

Some things make real excited for Cornerstone in a couple of weeks…This is one of them

HeBrews Ft. Wayne, and spiritual musings

Husk Vs. Horn played the first show outside the confines of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan this week.  That’s my fancy-shmancy way of saying, “hey, Josh played a show at our friends place this week”

Have you caught on the Husk Vs. Horn is my own beloved? No? Well, now you know. And I’m alloted the allowance to promote him as I wish, thank you very much. And yes, that is complete with his own Twitter.

Most thrilling about all of this, is not that he did get that opportunity to play at HeBrews Ft. Wayne. Which is very neat in a number of ways. And besides visiting with our good friend matt–who no, we never get enough time to just hang out with–and enjoying the experience of a band that we swore we would see last year at cornerstone, just because of the fact that they were from New Zeland, and there was the new friend that I met, that happened to be at Teen Mania at the exact same time I was there.  The most exciting thing about this show was jumping out, and seeing what the Lord might have for us.

With out going to much into things, there’s so much that we have been praying about, and seeing where the Lord might bring us. It’s really a thrill. I love this life. I love living on this edge. And with out over spiritualizing things, I loved the set on Saturday night. I loved the comments we got afterwards, and I loved putting out a box that said “Cd- Free, Patch-Free, Give as you feel led”  I loved the 3 dollars we got from that. And the awesome blessing our friend Matt was, even though he didn’t have to be.

Lord, may  I always follow you so closely, and may we always walk in your will

At the end of this blog I notice the probable drama that this could ensue. It wasn’t intentional.

5 Reasons Why You Should Listen to Husk Vs. Horn

With the undertones of a past life in metal, and the roots of a middle eastern love, Husk Vs. Horn, the acoustic traveling raggamuffin, neo-hippie, crustie, gnome man is in the studio right now, recording, what will most definitely be a revolutionary moment in the listeners life.

Stop. I’m being serious.

This stuff is good. And if you’re a lover of world music gone awesome, this will be for you.

And Since, You more then likely, need a few reasons why–and more then that, I’m nursing my little to sleep–here’s 5 reasons to love and listen to Husk Vs. Horn:

1. Everyone loves a lawn gnome who plays an oud –video here–

2. Husk Vs. Horn has big holes in his ears

3. Husk Vs. Horn doesn’t sing metal songs but is yet br00tal in every way

4. Husk Vs. Horn is only a vehicle, and outlet for revival to come

5. You get to hear the soothing sounds of a crashing Riq

More then all this recording jazz, which is more fun then it is serious-ness. Husk Vs. Horn will be playing a set at Cornerstone this year. Probably with 15 people on stage, in big ensamble-esque manner. There will be patches. There will be music. And we’ll give that away. It’s what we’re about.

No really, it really really is.

If I can be serious about that gnome gone viking, Husk Vs. Horn, is  about trusting God. And HIS provision alone, is what will strengthen the listener.

And that is really what makes it all worth it.

Poop Goes in the Potty

I have sucessfully filled the minds of every unsuspecting friend here at HeBrews, Iron River with a song worth singing, over and over.–the Rhine, that is–

And we should all be singing it. I mean, I do have a one year old that is officially pooping in the potty.  With out the aid of a diaper at night or anything! So impressive!

It’s a great excuse for this song–not that I needed one. Because I don’t. And you will agree.

I’m sorry I couldn’t find a video. Because it is really that good.

Over the Rhine’s Poopsmith Song

I almost lost it

My blog that is.

And That’s pretty darn dramatic. I don’t think you understand, this here puppy was going to make me my millions. So you can imagine, when I accidently uploaded Josh’s old blog to MammaInTheScene.com.  Curse my cutting corners, and not backing my files up!

A half hour phone call later–complete with hold music brought to me by Reading Rainbow, and Where in the World is Carmen San Diego–my server technical support, saved my life. Literally.

So I’m back. More then likely you didn’t realize I was gone. But here I am. And I’m so glad. We almost lost those little naked butt photo’s. What would I have done?

In closing. If I worked in an office, and was a man, this may have been me.

Nothing Says Summer Like Naked Littles

In one minute I’m walking along the beach with my littles…

…and the next,their clothes are gone, and in the water their naked bums go

A. No, we’re not hippies–most of the time?

B. yes, that’s a power plant they’re swimming next to. I figure, my grandchildren could use a third arm or leg!–and besides, the city says the water outside of it is perfectly safe!

And then Daddy in the Scene chased some sea lake gulls.

The End.

Stepping Out Tour-pt. y-Goodbye

Always An Adventure

Five years ago today there were locusts.

Five years ago today there was bird poop

Five years ago today was the start of appendicitus

Fiver years ago today the Adventure Started.

Stepping Out Tour-Part 93

Stepping Out tour-pt. F

Seth is less then a week away from the completion of this tour.  I can’t decide whether these blogs are neat, or disturbing. I mean, these are boys. And now….we know what they do when the mamma’s aren’t around…creepy.