Ep update

So, I mentioned back in Novemeber about an ep I was planning on releasing in January. Things are still for the most part on schedule. I dropped the files off today at Sputnik Studios.(Mitch Dane's place. His business card says, "Get Mitch slapped!! Absolutely hilarious.) Andrew Osenga, who recorded and played on Under the Gray will be mixing. If you haven't heard his Letters to the Editor ep you really need to. It is available for free here He should have everything done in a couple of weeks and since I am not pressing cd's this time the music will be available really fast.

I am still toying with ideas on how to release the thing. My main idea is to release it here on my website for free. This would help in bringing traffic to the site and also hopefully help me sell my other records. My new idea, however, is to release it on Itunes and other internet download sites for a penny. Six songs for a penny. I have even considered calling the cd, "The Penny ep." I may do both. Do you have an opinion on the matter? Post a comment and let me know what you think.

Ok, so below are the songs that will appear on the new disc. *Still haven't nailed down an order yet.

Hold On
Keep your head up
Miles from your mind
My first one
Trying to find me
Long Haul

Well, that is all I have concerning music. School is going well, but really takes a lot of my time. I am having fun though. I will write soon.

Here I go

So, tomorrow I start back to school. The last time I attended class was 8 years ago, so I am a little nervous. Can't wait to get back in the groove of going to class and what not. I am still going to try to blog when I can, so keep checking back. I feel I am starting on a ride. This is a long time coming.

I don't really have anything else except this picture of Corban asleep on her favorite, little pink chair. She has been sick all week and is just now starting to return to her normal, happy self. This is the cutest girl ever!

Silence

"O unchanging God, let me know myself; let me know you."
-Saint Augustine of Hippo

I coasted through Christmas. New Years came without a bang and no desire for resolutions. To say I have been in a "funk" would be an understatement. I have tried to figure things out in my head to no avail. It feels like God has left the scene and now the silence is all I've got. The quiet I think can either kill you or resurrect you. Right now, it is killing me.

Tracy and I went on a date last night and talked things over. After dinner we went to Books-A-Million to look around. As always, I ended up buying a book. When I got home and started reading it I thought I had made a bad choice. I wasn't really paying attention and I thought I was buying a small book of Augustine quotes and what not. Turns out I had purchased the thoughts of a certain Donald X. Burt, former proffesor of philosophy at Villanova University. You'd think I would have got a clue upon reading the title, "Refelections upon St. Augustine." I don't suppose there is a book by Augustine reflecting upon Augustine. Like I said I have been in an overall funk of sorts.

Anyways, it turns out this little paperback was exactly what I needed. The first couple of pages did what the silence has been doing...they slew me. The first line read, "The journey toward union with God like the journey of life itself must begin in the darkness." I am in the darkness, have been for months. I can't really explain it except to say that I don't think I have been here before. I have been in the dark many times, but not this far deep. Here again is where the silence comes in. The farther you climb in a cave the farther you get away from the opening where the noise is and where the light shines. How I long for friendly voices and pure, sunlight. I have neither at the moment for I am alone with the sound of nothing.

Andrew Peterson has a song called "Silence of God" and a certain line comes to mind amidst this harsh, quiet. He says to close the second chorus(I think) "What about the times when even followers get lost? Cause we all get lost sometimes."

I am a follower that is lost.

Lord, come please and find me. Teach me in the silence how to be at peace. Resurrect me, my savior. I believe, help me overcome my unbelief.