Little update

So for the past week I have been sick with first the flu, then it morphed into bronchitis. I am currently about 87% better, just some coughing here and there. I read the Hunger Games while I was sick, what a entertaining book. Nothing to analyze and write papers about but it is a very fun read.

I woke up this morning with two texts, one from Shawn Gleason and the other from Matt Carroll. They both urgently directed me to the Thrice website. Which I did when my first opportunity came. I read the message written by Dustin Kensrue the lead singer of Thrice. It reads as follows:

Thrice is not breaking up. If nothing has broken us up by now, I doubt anything ever could.

However, we will be taking a break from being a full-time band, and the upcoming tour in the Spring will be the last one for the foreseeable future.

Playing music for the past 13 years with Riley, Ed, and Teppei has been such a gift. We have been able to see the world, share music with thousands and thousands of people, and make records with a variety of talented and inspiring people. The four of us have been through many highs and lows and overcome them together. I value their friendship, and it has been a great priviledge to play alongside them for so long. They are truly an amazingly gifted group of people, and the ways we’ve grown together as people and musicians has been a joy to experience.

Along the way we have adapted to many changing situations, especially the growing families of both Teppei and myself, but it has been harder and harder for me with each step. I have three little girls now under the age of 5, and it is a huge strain on my family and I when I’m away for several weeks at a time. The way we’ve been doing things for a while is simply not sustainable for me anymore.

I don’t know what the future looks like for Thrice, or for any of us individually. I do know that I would love to make more music in the future with them, as well as play some shows or short tours, but for the time being, I need to step out of the role of full time touring/recording musician, and will do so after this tour. I will continue to make music in various capacities I’m sure, and continue in my work as a Worship Director at Mars Hill Church in Orange County.

I know this will be very disappointing news to many people, and for that I am truly sorry. The amount of support and love we’ve been given in our career is staggering and overwhelming. I know I’m biased, but I think we have the best fans in the world.

This upcoming tour should be a lot of fun. We are planning for it to be somewhat of a celebration of the last 13 years and I’m sure we’ll be breaking out a bunch of songs that have been buried in the archives. I hope to see you out there to celebrate with us.

I never expected to be able to do any of this, let alone do it for 13 years, with such amazing bandmates, such gifted and hard working crew and management, and such incredible and loyal fans.

Thank you all.

I've been numb all day...emotionally that is. I feel very grateful that they have such high regard for family that they would set aside their passions and profession for the betterment of their loved ones. I also feel very sad, they are the cornerstone of all the music I listen to. They are a huge passion of mine and their music has provided a conduit for tender spiritual moments where I have felt the love of my Savior, Jesus Christ. This may seem funny to some people, but if you know Thrice at all, you will understand perfectly the experiences that I have had with their music and lyrics. I really hope that I can see them on their last full spring tour, It would be good closure. I will always love them as artists, poets, musicians, and good human beings.

Lunar Love

lunar love, moon above me,
you pull my heart and you pull the sea,
like you I only shine,
in the light of hearts brighter than mine,

shadows cast from the darkest trees,
you catch the sinner down on his knees,
throw the first stone if you dare,
down with your light and your judging stare,

Chorus
do the stars speak of me?
will you ever see?
your pull that moves the tides,
oh, it pulls on me

you're not the only one with a dark side,
a place to run to, a place to hide,
I know you're lonely up in the dark sky,
I can feel it when you cry,

is there no one for you above,
no one to hold, no one to love,
you're need for love is what I share,
someone to live life with someone to care,

Chorus (x2)

Oh, we are two lost souls,
shining on the world,
looking for a love that will never be

So Good

The Flame Deluge by Thrice

I feel that I was meant for something more
My curse, this awful power to unmake
And ever since you found your taste for war
You forced me onto those whose life you'd take

While Guernica in peaceful valley lay
And Dresden dreamed of anything but death
The day was turned to night and night to day
You let me loose upon their fragile flesh

And so I hid among the smaller things
You found me there and ferried me above
The flame deluge is waiting in the wings
The smallest thread holds back the second flood

And who will stand to greet the blinding light
It's lonely when there's no one left to fight

just 3 men enjoying each other's strength

Just Realized

So I have never been one for editing photos, but I just realized that I can edit them on my computer, Try look:

Project for my Social Work Macro Class

Stuck in my head these days

the moon the woods

grab their bullets and grab their guns

fill their shaking arms and run

stirred by the words of my first son

who said there's a mean wolf on the hunt

mothers cry in their fear

hold to those that they hold dear

frightened with eyes fixed on the clear

wait for the beast to appear

Chorus:

I know he's young and he's naive

but he's my strong and sober son

his wits are keen his eyes are sharp

when he cries wolf

I run

He only did what he was told

watched our woods like he watched his soul

seen both the warm nights and the cold

he the shepherd we the fold

your grace lasts only three false cries

they are only false in your eyes

the moon, the woods, my son and I

can sift our truth from your lies

Chorus:

I know he's young and he's naive

but he's my strong and sober son

his wits are keen his eyes are sharp

when he cries wolf

I run

your crooked council took his life

I comfort my mournful wife

his name now becomes your curse

as your pride drags his hearse

I hear a howl without the gates

outside your home he now waits

truth's last trump will make its sound

as he rips your body to the ground

his breath now stings your foolish eyes

my sons words ring through your mind

when he cries wolf

i run