Saturday, March 06, 2004
If it's the Sabbath, I must be 'blogging! Not much going on 'round these parts. I've been noodling with Flash, if you couldn't tell. I've got a long ways to go, obviously, but if experience has taught me anything it's that the journey of 1,000 miles begins with a trip back to the house for everything you forgot.
Sunday, February 29, 2004
The Passion of the Christ
When I was in College, particularly during Drs. Burke and Stphens' Mysticism Seminar, I recall spending a lot of time in the Hillsdale College Arboretum, hoping and praying that somehow I'd be given some mystical experience of The One (I was kind of into Plotinus, back in those days -- and yes, if any of my old classmates are reading this, that's what I was doing in the arb all that time). I knew that if I could just have some small transcendent or ineffable experience of God that would completely solidify my Faith for all times. Though I have had on repeated occasion the sorts assurances and experiences of Grace which quite often leave me in tears -- and which are more fitting to a man of my spiritual depth, (or lack thereof, if you will) I never got then, or anytime since then quite the beatific vision I wanted. Now, after watching Mel Gibson's The Passion of the Christ, I hope I never do experience the sort of visions which afflicted St. John of the Cross and the Venerable Anne Catherine Emmerich.
I left the theater with a pounding headache, wanting nothing more than to lock myself in a room and sob for about six hours. I cry often at movies (Finding Nemo being the most recent example), but I've never sobbed at a movie before and, in fact I haven't sobbed like that (the kind of sobbing where your soul actually heaves) ever outside of a hospital and even then, it's been just over two years.
Watching this movie I (and my wife, Jackie, when we talked briefly afterwards -- this isn't really the sort of movie you can talk about right away... we saw the movie with my dad, two of my sisters, and my sister's boyfriend and I imagine my dad and I will be talking about parts of this movie for years to come: he already has marvelled at how Gibson was able to make Judas' death completely unsympathetic. I wondered at this statement until I realized that -- yeah -- deep down in our hearts we do have some sympathy for Judas. But really, he doesn't warrant any -- he's in the lowest pit of Hell, remember? Gibson recognized this and somehow was able to portray his death unsympathetically yet without being cruel. It's not overly meaningful, but I digress) could only think three things, the first two being: I'm sorry, Jesus, but thank you, but I'm sorry, so, so sorry -- but thank you, THANK YOU. Those were my visceral reactions. The third thing running through my mind, the more analytical part of my mind, was: I understand now that it was all absolutely necessary, every bit of it. Not just Christ's cross, but the crosses we all bear: anyone who is a parent, and especially those who have lost children, will find a new perspective on ... that (the second fall, which we both knew was coming, and were prepared for, got us both: it was that scene which broke my heart and reduced me to sobbing and which, thinking about it know, still may do for a long while to come).
Anway, I can't adequately describe the experience because there's never been anything like it. Sure, there are films which have tried to be "visionary" but none which have been an actual vision. This film has no players. It's not even a film. It is a mystic vision. You watch it and you become an Anne Catherine Emmerich perched on that hill outside of Jerusalem, watching Christ and Mary suffering. I watched it and I suffered, and I will never forget it.
Nor will I ever look at a crucifix or the Man on it, in the same way ever again. In a way, I hope The Passion of the Christ never leaves the theaters until the end of time. I would be comforted knowing that I could experience it again, whenever in life I needed to. More realistically, I hope some theaters bring it back at some point during Lent, when we, as individuals and as a Church, need it the most. Practically everything else now seems so appropriately superficial.
One last impression: my God! Has anyone stopped to think that, granted there were written sources for this, but that the actual vision, what actually got printed to film, existed in the mind of single man? Somebody had to "see" this, so that we all could. If it is so powerful, profound, and painful to watch (I can't say passively, because you can't watch this without reacting in some way), how must it have been to put it together? To craft it (I can't say "create" because, this was obviously, at the most fundamental level the work of the Creator)? As an artist, and as a human being, what could that have been like? If I got a migraine after just two hours of The Passion, what must Mel have endured to bring that to us (clue: he was deathly ill for 2/3 of the shoot)? Mel Gibson is a visionary in the truest sense of the word. Those who would sarcastically mutter about "Saint Mel" might not be so far off... I don't know what else, as an act of love, one man in his position could do...
When I was in College, particularly during Drs. Burke and Stphens' Mysticism Seminar, I recall spending a lot of time in the Hillsdale College Arboretum, hoping and praying that somehow I'd be given some mystical experience of The One (I was kind of into Plotinus, back in those days -- and yes, if any of my old classmates are reading this, that's what I was doing in the arb all that time). I knew that if I could just have some small transcendent or ineffable experience of God that would completely solidify my Faith for all times. Though I have had on repeated occasion the sorts assurances and experiences of Grace which quite often leave me in tears -- and which are more fitting to a man of my spiritual depth, (or lack thereof, if you will) I never got then, or anytime since then quite the beatific vision I wanted. Now, after watching Mel Gibson's The Passion of the Christ, I hope I never do experience the sort of visions which afflicted St. John of the Cross and the Venerable Anne Catherine Emmerich.
I left the theater with a pounding headache, wanting nothing more than to lock myself in a room and sob for about six hours. I cry often at movies (Finding Nemo being the most recent example), but I've never sobbed at a movie before and, in fact I haven't sobbed like that (the kind of sobbing where your soul actually heaves) ever outside of a hospital and even then, it's been just over two years.
Watching this movie I (and my wife, Jackie, when we talked briefly afterwards -- this isn't really the sort of movie you can talk about right away... we saw the movie with my dad, two of my sisters, and my sister's boyfriend and I imagine my dad and I will be talking about parts of this movie for years to come: he already has marvelled at how Gibson was able to make Judas' death completely unsympathetic. I wondered at this statement until I realized that -- yeah -- deep down in our hearts we do have some sympathy for Judas. But really, he doesn't warrant any -- he's in the lowest pit of Hell, remember? Gibson recognized this and somehow was able to portray his death unsympathetically yet without being cruel. It's not overly meaningful, but I digress) could only think three things, the first two being: I'm sorry, Jesus, but thank you, but I'm sorry, so, so sorry -- but thank you, THANK YOU. Those were my visceral reactions. The third thing running through my mind, the more analytical part of my mind, was: I understand now that it was all absolutely necessary, every bit of it. Not just Christ's cross, but the crosses we all bear: anyone who is a parent, and especially those who have lost children, will find a new perspective on ... that (the second fall, which we both knew was coming, and were prepared for, got us both: it was that scene which broke my heart and reduced me to sobbing and which, thinking about it know, still may do for a long while to come).
Anway, I can't adequately describe the experience because there's never been anything like it. Sure, there are films which have tried to be "visionary" but none which have been an actual vision. This film has no players. It's not even a film. It is a mystic vision. You watch it and you become an Anne Catherine Emmerich perched on that hill outside of Jerusalem, watching Christ and Mary suffering. I watched it and I suffered, and I will never forget it.
Nor will I ever look at a crucifix or the Man on it, in the same way ever again. In a way, I hope The Passion of the Christ never leaves the theaters until the end of time. I would be comforted knowing that I could experience it again, whenever in life I needed to. More realistically, I hope some theaters bring it back at some point during Lent, when we, as individuals and as a Church, need it the most. Practically everything else now seems so appropriately superficial.
One last impression: my God! Has anyone stopped to think that, granted there were written sources for this, but that the actual vision, what actually got printed to film, existed in the mind of single man? Somebody had to "see" this, so that we all could. If it is so powerful, profound, and painful to watch (I can't say passively, because you can't watch this without reacting in some way), how must it have been to put it together? To craft it (I can't say "create" because, this was obviously, at the most fundamental level the work of the Creator)? As an artist, and as a human being, what could that have been like? If I got a migraine after just two hours of The Passion, what must Mel have endured to bring that to us (clue: he was deathly ill for 2/3 of the shoot)? Mel Gibson is a visionary in the truest sense of the word. Those who would sarcastically mutter about "Saint Mel" might not be so far off... I don't know what else, as an act of love, one man in his position could do...
Saturday, February 28, 2004
Shabbat Shalom!
It's officially the Sabbath (we've been to Mass) so it's officially not lent at the moment. Let the 'blogging commence!!! (Certain non-Catholics and converts to the Faith may reel in horror at the apparent legalism of that last comment, but to deny a certain affinity for "loopholes" is to deny the rich tapesty of the cultural Catholicism which my people, which is to say Continental Europeans, have enjoyed for over a millenium... anyway).
It's been really hard not-'blogging, considering how much stuff has happened this week: what with the opening of that movie which is virtually gauranteed to lead to anti-Semetic acts by a few of those who watch it (I am, of course, referring to "50 First Dates"... seriously, someone call Abe Foxman: while many people are probably mature enough to distinguish between Adam Sandler and the yarmulke he wears, I'm not sure everyone in the audience can or will make that distinction. In any case director Peter Segal should've done more to make the Adam Sandler character more sympathetic and less annoying -- particularly when one considers all the effort he went through to portray Rob Schneider in the best possible light, including whole scenes which clearly appear nowhere in the original texts). So it's been hard: while I've been out Mel Gibson has been blackballed by Dreamworks, Bush has done the right thing and cleaned house on his bio-ethics committee, and The Report was released which didn't have quite the impact everyone thought it would have.
Actually, that's about it. So maybe I haven't missed all that much. Some great new 'blogs have been discovered (Fuzz and Ping-Pong's 'blog in particular. Any 'blog which would hold a dirty limerick contest has got to be a 'blog worth visiting regularly), though, so keep checking the links on the right.
Okay, so they didn't come right out and say it was a DIRTY limerick contest but really, what other kind of limerick is worth the time anymore? Terry Mattingly's "GetReligion" is also going to become another frequent stop of mine.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRITAIN! Life begins at 30! And we had a blast seeing you and Abbey at the movies (thanks, Abbey!!!!!) regardless of what that big jerk up there said about it.
In other news....
Look what I can do! I can walk, I can run, I can read! I like to do stuff, and there's a whole big world out there to do it in. Just so long as I can take my blankie and my Mommy and my three best friends with me, of course.
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My three best friends, of course, being you: the readers of et cetera.
It's officially the Sabbath (we've been to Mass) so it's officially not lent at the moment. Let the 'blogging commence!!! (Certain non-Catholics and converts to the Faith may reel in horror at the apparent legalism of that last comment, but to deny a certain affinity for "loopholes" is to deny the rich tapesty of the cultural Catholicism which my people, which is to say Continental Europeans, have enjoyed for over a millenium... anyway).
It's been really hard not-'blogging, considering how much stuff has happened this week: what with the opening of that movie which is virtually gauranteed to lead to anti-Semetic acts by a few of those who watch it (I am, of course, referring to "50 First Dates"... seriously, someone call Abe Foxman: while many people are probably mature enough to distinguish between Adam Sandler and the yarmulke he wears, I'm not sure everyone in the audience can or will make that distinction. In any case director Peter Segal should've done more to make the Adam Sandler character more sympathetic and less annoying -- particularly when one considers all the effort he went through to portray Rob Schneider in the best possible light, including whole scenes which clearly appear nowhere in the original texts). So it's been hard: while I've been out Mel Gibson has been blackballed by Dreamworks, Bush has done the right thing and cleaned house on his bio-ethics committee, and The Report was released which didn't have quite the impact everyone thought it would have.
Actually, that's about it. So maybe I haven't missed all that much. Some great new 'blogs have been discovered (Fuzz and Ping-Pong's 'blog in particular. Any 'blog which would hold a dirty limerick contest has got to be a 'blog worth visiting regularly), though, so keep checking the links on the right.
Okay, so they didn't come right out and say it was a DIRTY limerick contest but really, what other kind of limerick is worth the time anymore? Terry Mattingly's "GetReligion" is also going to become another frequent stop of mine.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRITAIN! Life begins at 30! And we had a blast seeing you and Abbey at the movies (thanks, Abbey!!!!!) regardless of what that big jerk up there said about it.
In other news....
Look what I can do! I can walk, I can run, I can read! I like to do stuff, and there's a whole big world out there to do it in. Just so long as I can take my blankie and my Mommy and my three best friends with me, of course.
How Old is Your Inner Child? brought to you by Quizilla
My three best friends, of course, being you: the readers of et cetera.
Tuesday, February 24, 2004
Well, here it is... the last post before we put the 'blog in hibernation mode for
LENT.
It was either give up 'blogging or give up coffee, and I'm ocassionally required to get vertical for my job, so...
I must admit: I've never taken a 40-day hiatus from 'blogging before, but I think this will be a good thing. And probably easier than I think: to put it in perspective, last year for Lent we involuntarily gave up a good-paying job and then a child. It's taken almost an entire year, but I'm starting to see these things, along with any present difficulties we may be experiencing, to be blessings. The first big step and lesson was letting go of the anger, which was easy in the case of the job but very, extremely difficult in the other case.... I mean, I haven't even seen The Film yet, but already given the discussion I've been thinking quite a bit about the passion, and that's helped me realize that there is no resurrection without the cross. At least I don't feel like punching random objects until they explode anymore.
Also on the upside (as far as the 'blog is concerned): Sundays aren't counted as days in Lent (how could they be?), so there's a possibility you'll see me again before April, particularly if I have a new song to post or anything like that.
BUT if you still can't bear the idea of there being no et cetera for 40 days (though I can't imagine there's anyone out there like that) you can go through my archives (see link on the right). We also have an excellent franchise opportunity for anyone who has been considering starting their own 'blog, but didn't consider it to be worth the effort unless they could be assured of receiving 4-700 visits a day right off the bat: email me and maybe the world will be reading YOUR posts here for the next 40 days or so. After that time you can start your own 'blog secure in the knowledge that your pre-established reader base will follow you.
All seriousness aside, see you in a bit!
Update: on a related note, I think I may have a clue as to who keeps downloading my "Barry White vs. The Chipmunks" song. It was downloaded 300 times last month and almost 600 already this month, which makes it my most downloaded song of all time. During this same period, the number of visits from .jp (Japan) domains has increased by about 400%. If my song was linked on some Japanese webpage, this might explain why my attempts to find whomever is linking to it would have failed (and no: my webhost doesn't have control panel software that would let me just go and find the linking URL).
It was either give up 'blogging or give up coffee, and I'm ocassionally required to get vertical for my job, so...
I must admit: I've never taken a 40-day hiatus from 'blogging before, but I think this will be a good thing. And probably easier than I think: to put it in perspective, last year for Lent we involuntarily gave up a good-paying job and then a child. It's taken almost an entire year, but I'm starting to see these things, along with any present difficulties we may be experiencing, to be blessings. The first big step and lesson was letting go of the anger, which was easy in the case of the job but very, extremely difficult in the other case.... I mean, I haven't even seen The Film yet, but already given the discussion I've been thinking quite a bit about the passion, and that's helped me realize that there is no resurrection without the cross. At least I don't feel like punching random objects until they explode anymore.
Also on the upside (as far as the 'blog is concerned): Sundays aren't counted as days in Lent (how could they be?), so there's a possibility you'll see me again before April, particularly if I have a new song to post or anything like that.
BUT if you still can't bear the idea of there being no et cetera for 40 days (though I can't imagine there's anyone out there like that) you can go through my archives (see link on the right). We also have an excellent franchise opportunity for anyone who has been considering starting their own 'blog, but didn't consider it to be worth the effort unless they could be assured of receiving 4-700 visits a day right off the bat: email me and maybe the world will be reading YOUR posts here for the next 40 days or so. After that time you can start your own 'blog secure in the knowledge that your pre-established reader base will follow you.
All seriousness aside, see you in a bit!
Update: on a related note, I think I may have a clue as to who keeps downloading my "Barry White vs. The Chipmunks" song. It was downloaded 300 times last month and almost 600 already this month, which makes it my most downloaded song of all time. During this same period, the number of visits from .jp (Japan) domains has increased by about 400%. If my song was linked on some Japanese webpage, this might explain why my attempts to find whomever is linking to it would have failed (and no: my webhost doesn't have control panel software that would let me just go and find the linking URL).
See. I told you I wasn't a homicidal cyborg. Link via Honk!
And while we're on the Robot tip, That Other Victor (TOV) has a review up of the new indie film "Robot Stories". "All premise, no execution," Victor says, which almost certainly makes this a definite pass. The only point to doing an indie film on Robots is if you're going to take the genre further than it's ever been, philosophically, and it sounds like this movie doesn't do that.
Not to be confused with "Robot Carnival" from 1987, which I wouldn't mind seeing again (I saw it in '88 or '89 at the Michigan Theatre in Ann Arbor) or Captured By Robots which is still probably as disturbing a premise for a band as it was two years ago when someone first showed it to me.
Happy Fat Tuesday, by the way! One more day of et cetera left, probably.
Monday, February 23, 2004
Silly Whappets!
The "2004 Victor Is Awesome" awards are just for Victors!
The "2004 Victor Is Awesome" awards are just for Victors!
Catholic Ragemonkey ("In order to fight it, we had to understand it") apparently doesn't consider me Monkey enough to which to link. I, of course, am nothing but Monkey, but I digress. Can't wait for this CD, what ever it is (no, it's not my new CD).
Also on the new tip, James is working on some big, new project. From the photos provided it seems to be some sort of cautionary tale against spending too much time with your college roommates.
Also on the new tip, James is working on some big, new project. From the photos provided it seems to be some sort of cautionary tale against spending too much time with your college roommates.
Try it now...
I removed the 'Blogs4God code completely and then downloaded FireFox and it looks pretty good in Firefox. Check it out. After living with it for a while, I'm enjoying the color scheme quite a bit. It's very comfortable.
Netscape users: let me know if you still have a problem. I'd download Netscape onto my PC except I'm not stupid. That came out wrong, but you know what I mean: I don't need (more) AIM and Yahoo! Internet entries cluttering up my registry (not until I can afford the jv16 Power Tools registration anyway).
I removed the 'Blogs4God code completely and then downloaded FireFox and it looks pretty good in Firefox. Check it out. After living with it for a while, I'm enjoying the color scheme quite a bit. It's very comfortable.
Netscape users: let me know if you still have a problem. I'd download Netscape onto my PC except I'm not stupid. That came out wrong, but you know what I mean: I don't need (more) AIM and Yahoo! Internet entries cluttering up my registry (not until I can afford the jv16 Power Tools registration anyway).
Sunday, February 22, 2004
Yay!
Barbara Nicolosi grants me her Blogostolic Blessing. I also appreciate that she mentioned that I get Church Of The Masses. I mean, I'm no otaku COTM fanboy, but I appreciate with 110% of my heart what Ms. Nicolosi is doing and wish I was in a better position to help (someday!!!!!!!!! soon).
She also helps us prepare for "The Passion". I have a feeling this just might be (fans of Walker Percy will get this reference, everyone else will have to wait until next week, after I see the film and can tell if I'm right) the Last Film.
Barbara Nicolosi grants me her Blogostolic Blessing. I also appreciate that she mentioned that I get Church Of The Masses. I mean, I'm no otaku COTM fanboy, but I appreciate with 110% of my heart what Ms. Nicolosi is doing and wish I was in a better position to help (someday!!!!!!!!! soon).
She also helps us prepare for "The Passion". I have a feeling this just might be (fans of Walker Percy will get this reference, everyone else will have to wait until next week, after I see the film and can tell if I'm right) the Last Film.
Yay! They published by review at Amazon.com!
I, An Amazon.com Customer, am now a published literary reviewer.
I, An Amazon.com Customer, am now a published literary reviewer.
I guess my rampant use of CSS is causing some problems for Mozilla and Netscape users (i.e. luddites and hippies). I'll try and fix that over the next week or so. I'm probably going to shut the 'blog down for Lent (maybe I won't... haven't decided yet) so maybe we'll do some big relaunch around Easter. We'll see.
Decisions, decisions... We watched Malcolm and Bernie Mac tonight: very sweet and funny episodes of both. But it meant that we had to tape "The Making of the Passion of the Christ" which was on PAX at the same time (it'll be on again on Tuesday, I think). But we kept flipping over to it during commercials. Were some of the interview segments taped on EWTN sets? It certainly looked that way.
Anyway, from the little we saw you definitely want to catch that documentary. Whether or not it's before you see the film itself I can't say.
Anyway, from the little we saw you definitely want to catch that documentary. Whether or not it's before you see the film itself I can't say.
It's not pea soup and blood... here is more or less the inspiration for the page.
Not necessarily the Hornet itself, but that mid-1970s color scheme. The mid-1970s being when I was borned. It's also when my parents bought their green Plymouth Valiant, which I remember riding around in as a kid. I think theirs was a '70 or '71. That was a great car.
Now relax in the beige leather bucket seat which is my 'blog!
Not necessarily the Hornet itself, but that mid-1970s color scheme. The mid-1970s being when I was borned. It's also when my parents bought their green Plymouth Valiant, which I remember riding around in as a kid. I think theirs was a '70 or '71. That was a great car.
Now relax in the beige leather bucket seat which is my 'blog!
Ebert and Roeper praise "The Passion".
EBERT: ''It's a very great film. It's the only religious film I've seen with the exception of The Gospel According to Matthew, by Pasolini, that really seems to deal directly with what happened instead of with all kinds of sentimental eyes, cleaned up, post card versions of it.''
ROEPER: ''With 'The Passion of the Christ,' I know there'll be protest groups in front of the theater. I hope they at least go into the theater and see the movie first, and then decide if they want to protest the actual film.''
EBERT: ''I think the controversy was very premature and was based on people that hadn't seen the film, and who are going to be a little surprised at what's actually in the film.''
It's confirmed: if the creek don't rise and the wind don't fail, we'll be seeing "The Passion" next Sunday.
EBERT: ''It's a very great film. It's the only religious film I've seen with the exception of The Gospel According to Matthew, by Pasolini, that really seems to deal directly with what happened instead of with all kinds of sentimental eyes, cleaned up, post card versions of it.''
ROEPER: ''With 'The Passion of the Christ,' I know there'll be protest groups in front of the theater. I hope they at least go into the theater and see the movie first, and then decide if they want to protest the actual film.''
EBERT: ''I think the controversy was very premature and was based on people that hadn't seen the film, and who are going to be a little surprised at what's actually in the film.''
It's confirmed: if the creek don't rise and the wind don't fail, we'll be seeing "The Passion" next Sunday.
Brand new template!
Thanks to Jackie who came up with the whole "1975 Land Yacht" flavor. Imagine yourself reclining the plush and Detroit iron which were those behemoths. We'll be tweaking the various elements over the next few days, of course.
I have no idea how this looks on Netscape, and I know the URLs on the right there are woefully out of date, but, well, here it is.
Let me know what you think or if you'd like your weblog added there on the side (or the URL updated).
Thanks to Jackie who came up with the whole "1975 Land Yacht" flavor. Imagine yourself reclining the plush and Detroit iron which were those behemoths. We'll be tweaking the various elements over the next few days, of course.
I have no idea how this looks on Netscape, and I know the URLs on the right there are woefully out of date, but, well, here it is.
Let me know what you think or if you'd like your weblog added there on the side (or the URL updated).
The Church where I was baptised, confirmed, and married has reserved a theater in Ann Arbor (hopefully separate from the theaters reserved by Ave Maria College, which are all pretty much sold out) for a screening of The Passion next Sunday, the 29th. If that's not sold out, and if nothing else changes, that'll be when we see The Passion.
I've tweaked and remixed this month's entry for the kvr-vst.com contest. It's unabashedly acid jazz.
New York Observer: "Too Much Positive Reinforcement (TMPR) has now officially reached epidemic proportions."
Having went through 13 years in the Ann Arbor Public Schools, I consider myself to be a victim -- to some degree -- of TMPR. Fortuately the charitable and discerning professors at Hillsdale College cured me of most of that.
A fine article; long overdue. Link via Zorak (how do you know?).
Having went through 13 years in the Ann Arbor Public Schools, I consider myself to be a victim -- to some degree -- of TMPR. Fortuately the charitable and discerning professors at Hillsdale College cured me of most of that.
A fine article; long overdue. Link via Zorak (how do you know?).
Saturday, February 21, 2004
Gus Fink's outsider art, available on eBay, continues to become less whimiscal and more (and more, and more) disturbing.
Some interesting discussion going on in the comment's boxes of this post at a Saintly Salmagundi regarding the morality of pot use.
Tim Sandefur on Bastiat's "The Law", pretty much essential reading for anyone who pays taxes.
Opsound: Open Sound Resource
Opsound is a record label using an open source, copyleft model, an experiment in practical gift economics, a laboratory for new ways of releasing music.
What a cool idea! I posted some of my weirder tracks. We'll see what becomes of it in a couple of weeks or so when my page is made.
Opsound is a record label using an open source, copyleft model, an experiment in practical gift economics, a laboratory for new ways of releasing music.
What a cool idea! I posted some of my weirder tracks. We'll see what becomes of it in a couple of weeks or so when my page is made.
I'm surprised my Dad didn't know about these when he was there. For all I know, he did.
Cool free VSTi plugins (made with SynthEdit). Lots of neat stuff there.
In five minutes, I had this.
In five minutes, I had this.
