Scott Stilson

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Cheerful, curious, grateful, harmonious, sympathetic, brotherly, humble. That’s what I want to be.

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“What does that third switch control?”
“I thought you knew!”
“I don’t know!” ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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“What does that third switch control?”
“I thought you knew!”
“I don’t know!”
“Go ahead and flip it”✏️ 🎤 🎵

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There is a man from Klinger Heights
Who keeps the good of man in sight
Always wants to please the Lord
And as a result, is never bored
His birthday today, we won’t say which
«cough 46!» Oop! That was a glitch.

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You know what I need?
A MacArthur grant
I’ve got the genius
I just need the cash ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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Just listened to: A Sea Symphony, premiered by Ralph Vaughan Williams in 1910 and recorded in 2014 by Hallé—their orchestra and their two choirs—plus two other choirs—because how else do you evoke the vastness of the ocean and remind everyone this is how the 20th-century renaissance of English classical music began—than with four choirs? Subtle this is not. A bombastically English response to when the Frenchy-Japonesque La mer is not enough.

Not that this piece lacks quiet moments: You may have come for the giant “Behold, the sea itself!” that opens the first movement, but you’ll stay for the evocations of solitude on the beach in the second movement.

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The word of the year this year is “get to”: Everything I do, I get to do. (Hat tip: Ethan.)

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This is what self-exhortation (in this case, to be a better listener) sometimes sounds like in my house.

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“If you find honey, eat just what you need, lest you have your fill of it and throw it up” (Proverbs 25:16). Anything, even very pleasant things like musicmaking or music listening, can become noxious if too much.

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What to say about today? Not much. I finished buying CDs for the year. It felt unfulfilling. Am I surprised? No. Does seem like I am systematizing the wrong things, or just spending so much time on things that definitely don’t have eternal significance. And yet I’m supposed to enjoy some honey, right? I’m supposed to enjoy. But that’s just it: I didn’t enjoy this. But isn’t there something about enjoyment with no Thanksgiving? And if I do not send money in the direction of the artist who’s recordings I enjoy so much, isn’t that being ungrateful? Anyway, one thing I know is always enjoyable: good conversation. I’m sure more of that’ll be coming up soon. Aaron K., Matt, Mark, Aaron G. Yahoo!

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May you enjoy it
Even though I know you don’t enjoy it ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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“The secret to faith is to have two loves: one for God and the other for whoever happens to be standing in front of you at any given time” (Eloy Cruz to Jimmy Carter, as quoted by Randall Balmer in The Christian Century).

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Good job
Punjab
The curry’s really good ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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Take a look around, see which way the whim blows ✏️ 🎤 🎵

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Lisa asked me She asked me just the other day She said, “Tim, tell me what bothers you.” I said, “Huh, tell you what bothers me? I don’t think a whole lot about what bothers me.

They say isn’t good to dwell on that.
But since you asked,
And since you’re a friend,
Let me think about what bothers me.”
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Lisa, I’ll tell you what bothers me,
What makes
Roadkill.
Roadkill.
Roadkill makes me curse the day
That Henry Ford
What the hell’s the matter with society
We drive roughshod every little thing
Acting like we own the place ✏️ 🎤 🎵
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Note to self: If you accomplish anything non-DiamondBack in the evening of a DiamondBack workday, bravo to you.

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“Do not strain to become rich; through your understanding, leave off” (Proverbs 23:4).

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This is an experiment: Just record for five minutes whatever comes out of reflecting upon today. Today was a day when I was sick. A flu-like bug I probably caught from a Brannen at their Mimi’s house on Christmas Eve. I’m not sick very often. I don’t think I’ve been sick in a decade. (The upper back injury from the down-and-back chest press queue wasn’t sickness.) It was, as a result, a weird day, especially with Carla gone to visit her cousins to wish Kyle goodbye as he moves to Arizona. I finished Forgiveness: An Alternative Account and Watchmen. I cleared my sideboard drawer. I recorded a reply audio letter to Ruth, read about Josh’s surgery, and made a failed attempt to retrieve Éa Stratocaster from Mark Chaplin. I didn’t accomplish much. But that, I think was a gift, as any other member of my family will readily offer: In being slowed down by illness, I was required to take things easy. It would be no use to gear myself emotionally for an accomplishment-heavy day. Maybe I can take...

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Carla, man.

A comic depicts a sailboat in the Atlantic where the depth changes from 3570 meters to -4 meters as a humorous situation unfolds involving a whale.

That’s a scan of a pen-and-watercolor cartoon she is sending to the captain of the sailboat she and her dad piloted this past summer from Bermuda to Connecticut.

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When I’m deciding what to create next—and especially whether to write new music or spend time rehearsing music someone else has written—I can consider the cultivation of my own fruits of God’s spirit (peace and joy in particular) in addition to those of other people.

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I’m pleased that this year’s listening added the following albums to my previous list of Christmas albums playable front to back both in the background or attentively:

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Just re-listened to Merriweather Post Pavilion by Animal Collective (2009). I hesitate to recommend this wacked-out indietronica because like all the other Animaniac albums I’ve listened to, it’s easily heard as mere maelstrom of sophisticated-yet-juvenile, repetitive, acid-plus-coke freneticism. But on this one there’s just enough charm for me in the (still sophisticated-yet-juvenile, still repetitive) melodies, harmonies, syncopations, vocal timbres, and lyrics (often about family, which helps the charm) to overcome the hesitation.

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Listen, Merriam-Webster: You descriptivists do good work. It’s important we have maps of the lay of our linguistic land as it lies. But don’t purport to explain to the world that prescriptivists are only interested in “‘correctness’ set forth in ‘rules’ that [we] imagine.” Just like poorly developed roads, a poorly designed language (as I concede every language is to some degree) sometimes leads to confusion, frustration, and hazards. To suggest prescriptivists are always wrong to do what they do is the equivalent of saying city planners are always wrong to do what they do.

Misdevelopment of the land has consequences. So it is with lexicons—especially when the words in question are of moral value. Consider “forgive.” If “forgive” is “actually used,” as you write, “by writers and speakers of the English language,” to include by definition reconciliation, forgetting, and anger abatement, which in some circles, although thankfully not quite in your dictionary, resentment being different...

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Inspired by part of this interview with Lisa Silvestri, the author of Peace by Peace: Risking Public Action, Creating Social Change, which I may read soonish with my friend Neill—after I finish:

here is a list of what bothers me:

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Currently, there are only five Christmas albums I can listen to all the way through with pleasure: