It's so hard to choose just one song or album for this review, so I'll name a couple of my favorites. First has got to be Within Temptation, a Dutch band that is classified as "symphonic metal rock". Now while that's a mouthful, their unique style of music is utterly fantastic. The way they blend their background beats with their wicked guitar playing and outstanding lead vocalist, Sharon den Adel, makes for a truly interesting experience. Some of my favorites include The Howling, The Truth Beneath the Rose, and Stand My Ground, just to name 3 of my 21 songs by them. Definitely check them out if you're into that kind of music.
Another of my favorites is Nightwish. While similar to Within Temptation, Nightwish is a Finnish rock band that has more of a variety of styles. For instance, their earlier works with their previous lead vocalist, Tarja Turunen, has a more 'opera' feel to it because her vocal range was so high and melodic. Their current music is what you would compare more to Within Temptation, with the fast beats and the hardcore background. Their current lead vocalist, Anette Olzon, has a deeper voice, but can still hit those high notes. A few favorites with Tarja are Wishmaster and Nemo, and a few with Anette are Sahara, Amaranth, and Bye Bye Beautiful.
Lastly, I gotta say I'm a huge sucker for soundtracks. If I see a movie that has music I love in it, I go buy the whole soundtrack. Probably my most recent buy was the soundtrack to Robin Hood, the 2010 film starring Russell Crowe. No vocals, just plain instrumentals with astounding swooping notes and falling scales that perfectly capture the moods of each scene. And then there's the music from The Secret of Kells, a 2009 animated movie loosely based on The Book of Kells. While I love every song in that movie as well, the one that stands out the most is Aisling's Song (pronounced 'Ashley' or 'Ashlyn'). The song switches between English and Irish Gaelic, a dying language I am beginning to learn. Check it out some time. You'd be surprised at what comes off to be a childish movie is actually quite the contrary.
So I guess that's my music in a nutshell. I'm not one to run off and listen to all the pop culture songs out there. I'd much rather listen to my vaguely obscure bands and movie soundtracks that few people have actually heard of (as in listened to the songs, not just one lyric).
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
~Nick and Jay~
In The Great Gatsby, Nick and Jay have an interesting relationship. They seem to fit well together, and yet, seem to almost hold things back. For instance, Jay has this persona that he puts on for everyone else that isn't "close" to him, but that mask falls away when he's with Nick. Then do we really see the real Jay Gatsby: a sad sort of a chap who is so in love with Daisy that is makes him sick to try to be around her. Nick appears to be the more 'mature' one, but we still don't seem to know much about him, or Jay for that matter, so we can't fully pass judgment on their actions just yet. But you also have to wonder if Jay is telling the truth or not, because he has the person he is to people, and then the person he is to Nick. Plus, you're not sure if what he told Nick was the actual truth, seeing as how Nick noticed when Jay rushed when he said he had gone to Oxford. So I guess we'll just have to wait and see.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
~Winter Poem~
Silent whispers flit through the air
Bringing with them cold wafts of winter.
Falling slowly the snow covers
All that meets the eye.
The land is bare
The trees all dead.
The leaves left are covered
Little dead bodies in the snow.
Melancholy shadows cloak the streets
Where no one walks.
The world is dead.
Waiting for the returning warmth
Of reviving spring.
Bringing with them cold wafts of winter.
Falling slowly the snow covers
All that meets the eye.
The land is bare
The trees all dead.
The leaves left are covered
Little dead bodies in the snow.
Melancholy shadows cloak the streets
Where no one walks.
The world is dead.
Waiting for the returning warmth
Of reviving spring.
Friday, November 26, 2010
~Thankful For A Classmate~
I'm not one for having to choose when it comes to things such as who I'm thankful for, but since we have to, I'll choose. I've known Chigo since we were in Mrs. Furuta's kindergarten class way back when in 2000. Seems like a whole lifetime ago but we've been good buddies since.
Chigo and I have gone through a lot in our years at our old school and have managed to work through all nine years there and through our first year here at Whitney. But she's always been someone to make me laugh, especially when we had to get through a boring algebra class at the end of the day.
Over the years, we have fallen a little bit out of touch but once we graduated from our old school, we found we were going to be the only two coming to Whitney. So we have been able to get back in touch and still have just as much fun as we used to. Happy Thanksgiving Everyone :)
Chigo and I have gone through a lot in our years at our old school and have managed to work through all nine years there and through our first year here at Whitney. But she's always been someone to make me laugh, especially when we had to get through a boring algebra class at the end of the day.
Over the years, we have fallen a little bit out of touch but once we graduated from our old school, we found we were going to be the only two coming to Whitney. So we have been able to get back in touch and still have just as much fun as we used to. Happy Thanksgiving Everyone :)
Thursday, November 4, 2010
~Modern Slavery~
I still remember when I first learned about slavery. It was when we learned about the American Civil War in elementary school. I remember being angry and disgusted that people could actually own people, never mind how they treated them when they did. The whole concept was bizarre and evil. For many years, I wasn’t aware that even today, slavery exists. Through my research for this blog posting, I’ve learned a lot to add to the little that I knew. For example, did you know that human trafficking (which is the sale of people to work for others at low or no wages, i.e., slave labor) is so widespread that there are hundreds of organizations and agencies devoted to fighting it around the world? Or that the United Nations, through their work with many of these organizations, now estimates that presently, there are over 27 million people working as slaves? How could this be in this day and age?
What I learned through doing this research is that just like hundreds of years ago, many people are either tricked or coerced into slavery because they initially are convinced it will help them provide a better life for their families. Poor, undereducated people in rural as well as urban areas across the globe wind up going to work in other countries (including the U.S.) to do the jobs (called “dirty jobs” by many of the slavery prevention organizations) that others who are better educated won’t do or will demand higher wages to perform. For example, in the Ivory Coast, there are numerous ‘locateurs’ or slave recruiters, who prey on poor young children in Mali by falsely promising them good jobs and then trucking them to the Ivory Coast to do backbreaking, dangerous work on the cocoa plantations there. These plantations produce over one third of all the cocoa used in the world. As long as there is a demand for cocoa—as well as the need to keep its farming prices low, so the profit is kept by the manufacturers—there will be a need for cheap labor. All over Asia, there are unscrupulous companies that employ local organized crime members to lure girls and young women who then are sold to prostitution rings and/or cheap labor pools internationally, including the U.S. In October 2008, a wealthy perfume manufacturer on Long Island , NY , was convicted (along with his wife) of human trafficking and employee abuse. They had secured two Indonesian women through one of these underground slavery companies that specialized in coercing unsuspecting teens into traveling overseas to work as domestic help. Knowing that the women’s families had no idea what had happened to their daughters, the couple literally locked up the women they purchased in their mansion so that they couldn’t escape—only cook, clean, and raise the couple’s young children. The few times the women tried to escape, they were beaten severely by the couple and tied up with ropes. If not for a nosy neighbor and the couple’s children talking openly about how their nannies were living, the Indonesian women still would be slaves today.
Earlier today (11/4), at the UN headquarters in NY, Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher opened their campaign and fund to support victims of slavery. Moore and Kutcher became aware of the range of human trafficking that exists while visiting Cambodia two years ago. There they met young girls (as young as five years old) who had been rescued from prostitution rings their parents unknowingly had handed them over to. Moore’s and Kutcher’s foundation will be raising money to support the medical, legal, and education aid that victims of human traffickers need in order to rebuild their lives. They also aim to use social media outlets (Twitter, Facebook) to raise everyone’s awareness of human trafficking, especially when it involves the sex trade.
Friday, October 29, 2010
~The House of the Seven Gables~
The Salem witch trials left a huge impact on the world of religion in America in 1692. It all started with Abigail Williams and her cousin Betty Parris trying to cover up dancing in the woods with Tituba, the slave of Reverend Parris, Betty’s father and Abigail’s uncle. But there are also many things that many people might not know about the witch trials.
For instance, the Pyncheon family in The House of the Seven Gables were real people and were ancestors of the American novelist Thomas Pynchon. Also, the house in the story is stated to be completely fictional and not based off of any actual house in real life, but Hawthorne had a cousin who owned the actual House of Seven Gables and Hawthorne had been there many times as a child.
The Puritans who founded Salem and were involved in the Salem witch trials were actually made up of groups that formed and identified with various religion groups that had the same mindsets that they had. For instance, the Puritans would have probably been identified as Calvinists because of the Reformed theology that they adapted into their lives. They were, in short, radical believers, which is what enabled such things as the witch trials to get blown out of control and spiral outward until it had consumed the town whole.
To make a great book, one has to compile much information from many different areas. Without all of the things that happened, from the tragedies to the successes, a book is written to include them all.
For instance, the Pyncheon family in The House of the Seven Gables were real people and were ancestors of the American novelist Thomas Pynchon. Also, the house in the story is stated to be completely fictional and not based off of any actual house in real life, but Hawthorne had a cousin who owned the actual House of Seven Gables and Hawthorne had been there many times as a child.
The Puritans who founded Salem and were involved in the Salem witch trials were actually made up of groups that formed and identified with various religion groups that had the same mindsets that they had. For instance, the Puritans would have probably been identified as Calvinists because of the Reformed theology that they adapted into their lives. They were, in short, radical believers, which is what enabled such things as the witch trials to get blown out of control and spiral outward until it had consumed the town whole.
To make a great book, one has to compile much information from many different areas. Without all of the things that happened, from the tragedies to the successes, a book is written to include them all.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
~The Moment I Knew I Was An American~
The moment I knew I was an American was when I was seven years old. My grandpa, who died almost fours years ago, gave me an American flag sticker and an actual flag and asked me if I was an American and I said yes, I am an American. This moment was very special for me because I never really got to know my grandpa too well but the few memories I have of him are some of my most treasured things.
My grandpa fought in World War II and was a very patriotic and passionate person. He absolutely loved his country and was willing to die to protect the ones he loved and the country he so cherished. He even went skydiving for his fiftieth birthday and wore three pairs of underwear dyed red, white, and blue. I always looked up to him and thought the world of him. Since I never knew my grandpa on my father's side (he died three years before I was born) I made sure I could get to know my grandpa on my mother's side.
I remember spending time at my grandparent's house a bit when I was younger and I always would ask my grandpa to tell me stories about how he used to fly in planes in WWII and everything that he did when he was younger. We would sit together for hours and he would tell me story after story about anything and everything. But my favorites were his stories about the planes he flew and what being an American fighting for your country meant to him. He never made the stories scary or anything like that, but he wouldn't "clean" them up either. He understood that I could comprehend what war was and that it is never something to take lightly.
So when he asked me if I was an American that day, I knew right away that I was. Not just because I loved my grandpa and wanted to be just like him, but because I knew that I felt the same way about this country that my grandpa did. I really miss him but I will always have the wonderful memories that he left me with and his patriotic spirit.
My grandpa fought in World War II and was a very patriotic and passionate person. He absolutely loved his country and was willing to die to protect the ones he loved and the country he so cherished. He even went skydiving for his fiftieth birthday and wore three pairs of underwear dyed red, white, and blue. I always looked up to him and thought the world of him. Since I never knew my grandpa on my father's side (he died three years before I was born) I made sure I could get to know my grandpa on my mother's side.
I remember spending time at my grandparent's house a bit when I was younger and I always would ask my grandpa to tell me stories about how he used to fly in planes in WWII and everything that he did when he was younger. We would sit together for hours and he would tell me story after story about anything and everything. But my favorites were his stories about the planes he flew and what being an American fighting for your country meant to him. He never made the stories scary or anything like that, but he wouldn't "clean" them up either. He understood that I could comprehend what war was and that it is never something to take lightly.
So when he asked me if I was an American that day, I knew right away that I was. Not just because I loved my grandpa and wanted to be just like him, but because I knew that I felt the same way about this country that my grandpa did. I really miss him but I will always have the wonderful memories that he left me with and his patriotic spirit.
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