Info regarding the songs stolen by the Newsboys from local Columbus band, Reconciled:
The Newsboys recorded the song "This is who I am," originally written and recorded soley by Reconciled.
Go to the promo page for Winter Jam 2010. On that page, there is a video promo for the concert, and the Newsboys clip is them singing this S T O L E N song!
I am not sure about copyright issues now with the Newsboys, but I have the original (Reconciled version) on my computer, and have had it for MONTHS! I can not post it with this note...
The story is, as it has been passed on to me, that Reconciled recorded the song at the same studio where Newsboys record, with the same duo that is composing the Newsboys new album.
Legal definition of song is melody and lyrics; while working with the team, Reconciled's melody and lyrical content that was not created in studio, is being taken by newsboys.
The band ultimately had to break up, and before doing so did not have the opportunity to copyright the song for themselves, though they put forth the money and creativity for studio time.
I have not yet had opportunity to examine the inside cover of the CD, but am willing to bet that Reconciled is not given any credit for writing the song. There is a portion of the original recording that is left out of the Newsboys version.
It is sad that this is what christian musicians can do to other christians.
here is the link to see Newsboys perform the song in the video promo for the tour,
http://www.hearitfirst.com/winterjam/default.aspx
you can also hear the reconciled Recording
http://www.facebook.com/reconciledband?v=app_6917629807&ref=ts
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
stress, good and bad
Ugh.
After all this time, I've finally begun to get into the holiday spirit. It's finally feeling like Christnas time. Junia and I have begun to start discussing our 5th annual Christmas party. Mom is pulling out cookie recipes. And the shopping is well underway. Oh, the shopping. Ugh. I truly love getting gifts for my loved ones, knowing they'll really appreciate them, and I love the sense of accomplishment when I have purchased everything and wrapped them up. Too bad I have yet to reach this certain sense of holiday nirvana. On top of this is the added stress of getting ready for this fantastic children's show Junia and I have found ourselves with. Oh, and this new sickness which has suddenly afflicted me. Again I say ugh. But I remain somewhat optimistic about the shopping. I shall get it all done. I will! And the stress over the show is a good stress, driving my mind down the path of focus. Everything will come together. I found a pianist in darling Yvonne, which was my biggest freakout. Everything else will come together.
*SIGH*
Too bad there is NOTHING optimistic about being sick.
After all this time, I've finally begun to get into the holiday spirit. It's finally feeling like Christnas time. Junia and I have begun to start discussing our 5th annual Christmas party. Mom is pulling out cookie recipes. And the shopping is well underway. Oh, the shopping. Ugh. I truly love getting gifts for my loved ones, knowing they'll really appreciate them, and I love the sense of accomplishment when I have purchased everything and wrapped them up. Too bad I have yet to reach this certain sense of holiday nirvana. On top of this is the added stress of getting ready for this fantastic children's show Junia and I have found ourselves with. Oh, and this new sickness which has suddenly afflicted me. Again I say ugh. But I remain somewhat optimistic about the shopping. I shall get it all done. I will! And the stress over the show is a good stress, driving my mind down the path of focus. Everything will come together. I found a pianist in darling Yvonne, which was my biggest freakout. Everything else will come together.
*SIGH*
Too bad there is NOTHING optimistic about being sick.
Monday, November 30, 2009
song lyrics keeping me awake... (it's a possible work in progress)
...so don't ask me if I'm happy
'Cause you know the answer
Isn't good
And don't try to make me smile
Knowing I can only do so for you
But when you leave me
I know where you're going
And I know you
Can never
Be mine
It's getting late
Well passed midnight
And I've gotta few things
On my mind
But they'll wait til later
As long as you're here
By me
Oh, I know
I know you've gotta get going
Someone's calling you back home
Don't ask me if we're happy
You already know that answer
You already know
You already know
And I'll kiss you
Despite the lump in my throat
And the pain in my heart
Oh, I know you can never
Be mine
'Cause you know the answer
Isn't good
And don't try to make me smile
Knowing I can only do so for you
But when you leave me
I know where you're going
And I know you
Can never
Be mine
It's getting late
Well passed midnight
And I've gotta few things
On my mind
But they'll wait til later
As long as you're here
By me
Oh, I know
I know you've gotta get going
Someone's calling you back home
Don't ask me if we're happy
You already know that answer
You already know
You already know
And I'll kiss you
Despite the lump in my throat
And the pain in my heart
Oh, I know you can never
Be mine
Saturday, November 28, 2009
ugh... agony
I can't escape old memories.
Your face lingers from my dreams.
My heart aches.
My mind is swimming.
My eyes are red.
I can't drink you away.
I can't pretend you don't exist.
And where are you?
Living in another world..
.
Your face lingers from my dreams.
My heart aches.
My mind is swimming.
My eyes are red.
I can't drink you away.
I can't pretend you don't exist.
And where are you?
Living in another world..
.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
to err is human...
We all have our moments of sheer stupidity,little events that we allow to take place, embracing them in the moment, only to later regret them.
This experience of regret or disappointment may erupt immediately or it may simmer for years before boiling over.
And then what?
How does one cope?
How do you cope?
Do you mull it all over?
Ignore it?
Wallow in self hate?
Or do you own up to it, whether to yourself or others, and move on?
I believe everything happens for a reason, but not so much that God or Satan is behind every action.
We are given the free will to make our decisions and create our own situations.
So, really, when you reflect on all of the not-so-great things you've done, realize that you did them for a reason.
Sure, it probably wasn't a great reason, but it happened.
And life still carries on.
So, friends, my advice to you is to make peace within and work towards moving on.
And don't live with this cloud of regret.
People waste time focusing on their regrets.
That's a heavy burden.
I'm done a lot of really stupid things in my time, and I've regretted some more than others.
But then I decided to just chalk it up to experience.
If your life were that of a D and D character, each moment like these could be an added experience point or plus 5 for experience, or something like that...
Whatever.
The point is this: don't carry your regrets too long.
Let it go.
And if you find it all keeps building up on you, stop doing stupid things.
This experience of regret or disappointment may erupt immediately or it may simmer for years before boiling over.
And then what?
How does one cope?
How do you cope?
Do you mull it all over?
Ignore it?
Wallow in self hate?
Or do you own up to it, whether to yourself or others, and move on?
I believe everything happens for a reason, but not so much that God or Satan is behind every action.
We are given the free will to make our decisions and create our own situations.
So, really, when you reflect on all of the not-so-great things you've done, realize that you did them for a reason.
Sure, it probably wasn't a great reason, but it happened.
And life still carries on.
So, friends, my advice to you is to make peace within and work towards moving on.
And don't live with this cloud of regret.
People waste time focusing on their regrets.
That's a heavy burden.
I'm done a lot of really stupid things in my time, and I've regretted some more than others.
But then I decided to just chalk it up to experience.
If your life were that of a D and D character, each moment like these could be an added experience point or plus 5 for experience, or something like that...
Whatever.
The point is this: don't carry your regrets too long.
Let it go.
And if you find it all keeps building up on you, stop doing stupid things.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
slightly sad news
Unfortunately, we shall not be able to perform in Lancaster.
It sucks.
A lot.
I hate feeling the let down.
Not so much for myself, but for the new folks in the show.
It sucks.
But we're going to all get together at Danielle's house Saturday.
I will admit, I'm going to really miss this cast.
If you didn't get to see the show,you missed a great group people.
Ugh.
However...
I look forward to performing with every one of the members of the Shrew cast.
Sigh...
At least we'll have another evening together...
:o)
It sucks.
A lot.
I hate feeling the let down.
Not so much for myself, but for the new folks in the show.
It sucks.
But we're going to all get together at Danielle's house Saturday.
I will admit, I'm going to really miss this cast.
If you didn't get to see the show,you missed a great group people.
Ugh.
However...
I look forward to performing with every one of the members of the Shrew cast.
Sigh...
At least we'll have another evening together...
:o)
Monday, November 16, 2009
Let's go raise cane at the Table!!!!!!
Hey, I've got an idea!
Let's walk into the Tuscan Table and tell them I'm bringing 17 other people, no reservation.
Ooh, and let's count 12 kids into that number.
Oh, let's do this at 11:30 am on a Monday.
Oh!!
Let's freak out when our food takes a long time to get to our table, even though we're CLEARLY not the only table in the middle of the LUNCH RUSH.
OOH OOOOH!
Let's let our children throw food particles about the restaurant and let our particularly pudgy child run amok in the building, almost knocking over the serving staff.
Oh, let's attempt to NOT pay our bill, blaming the completely incompetent staff for not catering to our outrageous demands.
Oh, and let's tell the helpful waitress that we know it's not her fault, and then tip her LESS than 10%.
Just because.
Ooh, and let's freak out on everyone as we leave, pissed because we actually had to pay, leaving a half wrecked dining room in our torrential wake.
Yeah.
Let's do that.
That'll make their day.
Let's walk into the Tuscan Table and tell them I'm bringing 17 other people, no reservation.
Ooh, and let's count 12 kids into that number.
Oh, let's do this at 11:30 am on a Monday.
Oh!!
Let's freak out when our food takes a long time to get to our table, even though we're CLEARLY not the only table in the middle of the LUNCH RUSH.
OOH OOOOH!
Let's let our children throw food particles about the restaurant and let our particularly pudgy child run amok in the building, almost knocking over the serving staff.
Oh, let's attempt to NOT pay our bill, blaming the completely incompetent staff for not catering to our outrageous demands.
Oh, and let's tell the helpful waitress that we know it's not her fault, and then tip her LESS than 10%.
Just because.
Ooh, and let's freak out on everyone as we leave, pissed because we actually had to pay, leaving a half wrecked dining room in our torrential wake.
Yeah.
Let's do that.
That'll make their day.
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