Also just found out about this movie, Paper Heart. Part fake documentary, part Michael Cera puppy-love-fairy-tale, not quite the obvious hipster-fest that Away We Go might have been, I think I'm sold.
Now if anyone can explain why some YouTube videos get cut off like this one does and how to fix it, let me know.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Who's with me?
Just found out this is coming...and close to home! Granted, it's one of the worst venues I can think of, but at least I won't have to drive an hour and a half. Who's in to join me in Allentown on August 29th?"Fans of mewithoutYou will get to see another side of the Philly experimental band this fall when the Weiss Family hits the road this August for a tour with Damien Jurado and Psalters. This will be an intimate version of the band for fans and an alternate take on their classic songs that you won’t want to miss!
Joining brothers Aaron on acoustic guitar and Mike Weiss on electric guitar will be Mike's wife Sarah on keyboards, along with Matt Chapin on trumpet. Look for a few surprises, friends and additional instrumentalists as well. This is most definitely not an “unplugged” outing; however, the percussion section will be far from the traditional “rock drums” mewithoutYou fans are used to. It is a chance to hear mewithoutYou songs interpreted in a new way as the Weiss Family puts a new twist on their impressive body of work. They’ll also be mixing it up with an eclectic selection of covers, but you’ll have to check out one of these shows to find out what they’ll be!
Joining on this tour of family and friends with be songwriter Damien Jurado and gypsy tribal activist band Psalters."Friday, July 10, 2009
Tips for Surviving Adulthood: Volunteer at a Farm
Adulthood can be tough. Here's another tip for surviving.
My friend Dan has been getting awfully obsessed with gardening in the past few years. This summer, he's been volunteering at a local farm about once a week in exchange for a little bit of the produce. When he was looking for a ride to the farm this week, he gave me a call and tried to convince me of how much I needed to spend some quality time on a farm. I was skeptical.
But the boy sounded desperate. I wasn't convinced I needed some quality time doing manual labor, but time outside didn't sound bad at all, and neither did some of the free, fresh produce, and a little labor this summer definitely couldn't hurt me either, so I agreed.
So, this morning I went to a quaint little 1 acre-or-so farm on Limeport Pike and helped to dig up 150 pounds of potatoes. Some Gold Yukon, some Red Yukon.
The farmer's description when he was showing us what to do was, "It's easy as that...kinda like an Easter Egg hunt...for adults...who like potatoes." And he was right on. Just about as much fun as an Easter Egg hunt. Very therapeutic.
From there we moved on to what he called "Operation Save Lettuce" which consisted of pulling weeds around the lettuce to give them "breathing room." Surprisingly, the catchy mission title did in fact make weeding a little more enjoyable.
I enjoyed my time a whole lot longer than I expected, and when it came time to leave, I wasn't needing much in the way of payment at all. The farmers were nice enough and I was glad to help them out for 4 hours. I really could have gone home empty handed and content, but when the offer stood to take home some of my freshly dug potatoes, how could I refuse? I accepted some salad mix and some zucchini, too, but I was mostly modest in what I chose to take home. Dan admitted he also is a bit conservative in what he takes at the end of the day saying, "It's their livelihood."
Yeah, but when you add up the market value, I think I got paid about $1.50 an hour today. Maybe I could have taken a bit more of their livelihood after all. But no need to be greedy.
Anyway, if you're looking for another way to survive adulthood, find some time to visit a local farm and help out a bit. It's the perfect setup. You get to be outside. You get your hands a bit dirty. You get a little exercise. You don't have to carry all the responsibility of farming. You skip out on most of the hard work. You get the excitement of harvesting (without the hard work). And you get some free, fresh produce to put on your dinner table that night.
Why not?
My friend Dan has been getting awfully obsessed with gardening in the past few years. This summer, he's been volunteering at a local farm about once a week in exchange for a little bit of the produce. When he was looking for a ride to the farm this week, he gave me a call and tried to convince me of how much I needed to spend some quality time on a farm. I was skeptical.
But the boy sounded desperate. I wasn't convinced I needed some quality time doing manual labor, but time outside didn't sound bad at all, and neither did some of the free, fresh produce, and a little labor this summer definitely couldn't hurt me either, so I agreed.
So, this morning I went to a quaint little 1 acre-or-so farm on Limeport Pike and helped to dig up 150 pounds of potatoes. Some Gold Yukon, some Red Yukon.
The farmer's description when he was showing us what to do was, "It's easy as that...kinda like an Easter Egg hunt...for adults...who like potatoes." And he was right on. Just about as much fun as an Easter Egg hunt. Very therapeutic.
From there we moved on to what he called "Operation Save Lettuce" which consisted of pulling weeds around the lettuce to give them "breathing room." Surprisingly, the catchy mission title did in fact make weeding a little more enjoyable.
I enjoyed my time a whole lot longer than I expected, and when it came time to leave, I wasn't needing much in the way of payment at all. The farmers were nice enough and I was glad to help them out for 4 hours. I really could have gone home empty handed and content, but when the offer stood to take home some of my freshly dug potatoes, how could I refuse? I accepted some salad mix and some zucchini, too, but I was mostly modest in what I chose to take home. Dan admitted he also is a bit conservative in what he takes at the end of the day saying, "It's their livelihood."
Yeah, but when you add up the market value, I think I got paid about $1.50 an hour today. Maybe I could have taken a bit more of their livelihood after all. But no need to be greedy.
Anyway, if you're looking for another way to survive adulthood, find some time to visit a local farm and help out a bit. It's the perfect setup. You get to be outside. You get your hands a bit dirty. You get a little exercise. You don't have to carry all the responsibility of farming. You skip out on most of the hard work. You get the excitement of harvesting (without the hard work). And you get some free, fresh produce to put on your dinner table that night.
Why not?
Thursday, July 09, 2009
Away We Go -- spoiler free!
I spent my birthday going to see Away We Go, starring "Jim from the Office" and "That one girl from SNL." It's the kind of movie that had me at the trailer:
...Yes, the kind of movie the typical 20-something hipster can't refuse.
But as I watched it all unfold on the big screen, part of me grew indignant that I was suckered in. It was just TOO hip. Take the heart-on-sleeve dialogue and a couple of cool camera shots from Garden State, the outrageous characters from Little Miss Sunshine, and the pregnancy and all-for-love-prove-the-world-wrong naivete of Juno, and you've got something close. Throw in coming-of-age (which happens in the thirties, these days), a road trip (in a Volvo, of COURSE!), a beard and a pair of Clarks (on JIM of all people!), the perfect little soundtrack (which IS pretty good), and the line-drawing movie poster (hat tip to Wes Anderson, really) and you've got all the ingredients for a smash hit.
I didn't want to like it. I told myself it was getting old. Too predictable. Too formulaic. Too cliche. Too easy.
My point to Erica in the car the next day was about the isolation. It seemed the outrageous characters were simply serving to make the main characters feel further isolated. Any script can do that. Of course you'll feel isolated when interacting with lunatics. I said I would much rather see a script convey isolation when interacting with friends and family, the kind of isolation most people like you and me experience on a daily basis.
But the more I gave it the chance, the more I realized the movie was actually a fairly admirable feat. The issues it tackles are many and serious and never dismissed lightly. While the isolation might be dealt with through caricatures, the main issues aren't, and yet enough gracious humor is woven throughout to keep it light and hopeful.
And ultimately, it's a movie where love -- as in the true, messy, determined, committed (as committed as you can get with a woman afraid to marry) kind -- actually wins. And hope wins, too, as in the kind of hope that acknowledges it won't be easy, and that's just the point. And patience and kindness and sanity and simplicity and a good sense of humor? They all win too.
Idealistic? Sure. Naive? Maybe a bit, but it can't be all that naive with all the issues they're facing along the way. Idealism and naivete aside, it sounds a bit like the fruit of the Spirit, too. And if that's the case, maybe this kind of hipster movie isn't so bad after all. Maybe we could use a few more in Hollywood.
When the movie finished, my friend asked how it felt to watch myself on screen. I had to laugh about it. But if that's me and my life, I can't complain, and I'm kind of honored.
...Yes, the kind of movie the typical 20-something hipster can't refuse.
But as I watched it all unfold on the big screen, part of me grew indignant that I was suckered in. It was just TOO hip. Take the heart-on-sleeve dialogue and a couple of cool camera shots from Garden State, the outrageous characters from Little Miss Sunshine, and the pregnancy and all-for-love-prove-the-world-wrong naivete of Juno, and you've got something close. Throw in coming-of-age (which happens in the thirties, these days), a road trip (in a Volvo, of COURSE!), a beard and a pair of Clarks (on JIM of all people!), the perfect little soundtrack (which IS pretty good), and the line-drawing movie poster (hat tip to Wes Anderson, really) and you've got all the ingredients for a smash hit.I didn't want to like it. I told myself it was getting old. Too predictable. Too formulaic. Too cliche. Too easy.
My point to Erica in the car the next day was about the isolation. It seemed the outrageous characters were simply serving to make the main characters feel further isolated. Any script can do that. Of course you'll feel isolated when interacting with lunatics. I said I would much rather see a script convey isolation when interacting with friends and family, the kind of isolation most people like you and me experience on a daily basis.
But the more I gave it the chance, the more I realized the movie was actually a fairly admirable feat. The issues it tackles are many and serious and never dismissed lightly. While the isolation might be dealt with through caricatures, the main issues aren't, and yet enough gracious humor is woven throughout to keep it light and hopeful.
And ultimately, it's a movie where love -- as in the true, messy, determined, committed (as committed as you can get with a woman afraid to marry) kind -- actually wins. And hope wins, too, as in the kind of hope that acknowledges it won't be easy, and that's just the point. And patience and kindness and sanity and simplicity and a good sense of humor? They all win too.Idealistic? Sure. Naive? Maybe a bit, but it can't be all that naive with all the issues they're facing along the way. Idealism and naivete aside, it sounds a bit like the fruit of the Spirit, too. And if that's the case, maybe this kind of hipster movie isn't so bad after all. Maybe we could use a few more in Hollywood.
When the movie finished, my friend asked how it felt to watch myself on screen. I had to laugh about it. But if that's me and my life, I can't complain, and I'm kind of honored.
Tips for Surviving Adulthood: Make Smoothies
More and more young people I know are making the adjustment to adulthood lately. Take my brother-in-law, Wes, for example. The kid just bought a house and gets married in a month. Yikes.
And adulthood can be tough. It can eat you alive and swallow you up if you're not careful.
So, here's a tip for surviving adulthood, inspired by completing the very act just now...
Make smoothies.
There will be rare moments where you happen to have a lot of fruit on your hands. And there will be less-than-rare moments where most of the fruit is on the verge (or past the verge) of rotting because you are too busy to remember to eat it. So what do you do? Blend them into a delightfully refreshing and healthy treat to give you a break from the daily grind.
Here's today's recipe, which happens to be absolutely perfect in my mind. But remember, it's not about recipes, it's about using up as quickly as possible whatever source of fruit fly infestation exists on your kitchen counter.
But remember that cleaning up is part of being an adult, and the longer you put it off, the worse it gets. And don't forget the rotten peaches in the bowl. Those won't be getting any better, either.
And adulthood can be tough. It can eat you alive and swallow you up if you're not careful.
So, here's a tip for surviving adulthood, inspired by completing the very act just now...
Make smoothies.
There will be rare moments where you happen to have a lot of fruit on your hands. And there will be less-than-rare moments where most of the fruit is on the verge (or past the verge) of rotting because you are too busy to remember to eat it. So what do you do? Blend them into a delightfully refreshing and healthy treat to give you a break from the daily grind.
Here's today's recipe, which happens to be absolutely perfect in my mind. But remember, it's not about recipes, it's about using up as quickly as possible whatever source of fruit fly infestation exists on your kitchen counter.
- 1 large peach. (Leave the moldy rotten ones in the bowl. But don't forget to throw them out a little later.)
- 1 and a quarter bananas. (Cut off the really black spots.)
- 6 strawberries. (Use the super the red ones now, save the others for later.)
- A handful of blueberries. (Don't worry about using the mushy ones, they'll blend better anyway.)
- 1 scoop vanilla ice cream. (You can improvise by carefully scooping just the vanilla out of the neopolitan ice cream left over from your birthday.)
- 6 ice cubes.
- Blend well.
But remember that cleaning up is part of being an adult, and the longer you put it off, the worse it gets. And don't forget the rotten peaches in the bowl. Those won't be getting any better, either.
Thursday, July 02, 2009
UP & Sugar: Finding joy and contentment
I've been to the theater twice so far this summer and enjoyed both movies quite a bit. The two were very different in many ways, but I came away from both thinking on the same theme.Pixar's latest, UP, which will very likely earn the studio their first Best Picture nomination with the Academy's new rules, was just as marvelous as its predecessors. Erica and I recently tried to name our top five favorite Pixar movies and had an extremely difficult time. Each one is just as great as the next.
The emotional poignancy is perhaps its greatest strength. It starts in the first ten minutes and it remains on the surface for the rest of the film. But its character development is admirable, too, particularly with a woman named Ellie. In the first five minutes, we meet her at a very young age. In the following five minutes, we watch her life silently unfold. That's all we see, but in those ten minutes alone, we not only know her, we love her, just as much as her husband does.
Its unlikely heroes--a cantankerous elderly man, a mostly helpless boy scout, a charming talking dog--are tackled in a way completely endearing and with depth rather than with one-dimensional gimmicks or innuendos for the adults.
And its most important theme, along with the need for community and relationships, is that the extraordinary adventures of life are found in the everyday and ordinary. The heroes we find on TV aren't all we make them out to be, and the real heroes are the close friends we find along the way. It's Russell admitting it's the boring things he misses the most, it's Carl finding the real adventure inside his wife's adventure book.
The other film is Sugar, from the same writers/directors of one of my all-time favorites Half Nelson. It's the story of a Dominican baseball player that makes it to the minor leagues in the states, one step closer to the ultimate dream of playing the major leagues. It is ultra-realistic in its approach, and winsome in the everyday characters it portrays.It succeeds extremely well in its tale of culture-shock, and even shows an interestingly real picture of American Christianity: kind and hospitable, sweet and innocent, but ultimately a bit out of touch. It's a fascinating perspective on a subculture larger than we realize, an overlooked demographic of immigrants.
Most surprising about Sugar is its propensity for side-stepping expectations. Whatever you think is going to happen, well, never does. It never takes the typical screenplay route; don't even expect to see a simple victory, let alone a ninth inning or a championship. On one hand, this makes for a film refreshingly real. On the other hand, it leaves you wanting a bit more from the plot. But that could very well be intentional. Sure, it could easily give us big underdog victories and satisfied dreams, but we've all seen that movie plenty of times before and it hasn't left us with a joy that's any more lasting.
Along those lines, Sugar ultimately presents a theme similar to UP. The big dreams aren't all they're cracked up to be and neither is being the hero. In the end, pursuing the joys in everyday things including relationships and personal interests are just as fulfilling, and probably more so.
Is it just me, or is this an incredibly refreshing theme to see in summer films? The typical romances are telling you not to be content in your mundane marriage. The typical action flicks are telling you not to be content in your 9 to 5 job. The typical thrillers are telling you not to be content being a nobody. UP and Sugar, on the other hand, confront these misleading messages and reassure us that there is in fact joy and contentment in being married, in sitting in your favorite chair next to your beautiful wife, in selling balloons for a living, in eating French Toast for every meal, in woodworking, in playing ball with friends at the community sandlot.
It's Ecclesiastes, looking everywhere in everything the world offers for meaning, joy, and contentment, and ultimately finding it all meaningless, joyless, and unfulfilling. Something within the human nature longs for significance in fame and fortune and success and wild adventure. Films like UP and Sugar seem to say to me that significance and adventure come from following Christ, giving and receiving love in relationships, appreciating his "good and perfect gifts" in the everyday and commonplace, or as Ecclesiastes concludes, in fearing God and keeping his commandments. Perhaps all this is one small part of what Christ was getting at when he tells us about his peace, saying, "I do not give to you as the world gives." No, he gives in a way unexpected and subtle, but so much better and infinitely more lasting.
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Currently Obsessed With...
...LAKE's performance on Phoning it In.
Here's a band that really knows how to melt my heart with a simple keyboard riff (can keyboards have riffs? or only guitars?), complementary guitar dialogue, or an innocent, airy vocal line. And who knew what a little good-natured telephone static could do to make a band sound so magical.
I'm only two songs in to the six song set, but the second--I think entitled "Don't Give Up"--was good enough to write this post.
And now I just found WHY?'s session in the archives and I'm downloading furiously.
Here's a band that really knows how to melt my heart with a simple keyboard riff (can keyboards have riffs? or only guitars?), complementary guitar dialogue, or an innocent, airy vocal line. And who knew what a little good-natured telephone static could do to make a band sound so magical.
I'm only two songs in to the six song set, but the second--I think entitled "Don't Give Up"--was good enough to write this post.
And now I just found WHY?'s session in the archives and I'm downloading furiously.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Apple Miner Colony in the Blogosphere
Well gee whiz, I had no idea a simple anecdote involving a certain band named Apple Miner Colony would get so much attention for this little diary of mine. Kinda weird to have random music lovers stumbling upon my tales of family vacation and teaching and God, but I suppose that's how this world-wide-web thing kinda works.
Feel free to stay and come back and visit and say hello and learn more about fifth graders and the Apostle Paul, but if all you're looking for is Apple Miner Colony, feel free to move on here:
my story about seeing them
MySpace
Official Site
Vimeo
It's my understanding that as of a few days ago, AMC is now a thing of the past. If you missed out, you really missed out.
Feel free to stay and come back and visit and say hello and learn more about fifth graders and the Apostle Paul, but if all you're looking for is Apple Miner Colony, feel free to move on here:
my story about seeing themMySpace
Official Site
Vimeo
It's my understanding that as of a few days ago, AMC is now a thing of the past. If you missed out, you really missed out.
Shorb Family Vacation 2009!
Brother-in-law Mark and six-year-old-nephew Logan were relaxing in the hammock together. I came over to join, the three of us just hanging out in the shade, and Mark relayed this story that had just happened. The two of them were laying back in this picture perfect day of relaxation, reaching into a box of generic Wheat Thins called Thin Wheats and munching away.
Logan spoke up and said, "Mark, now this is some real manage."
Clarifying, Mark said, "Manage? You mean cause we're a couple of boys just relaxing and eating a snack?" Logan shook his head.
And he was right. Now that I had joined them in their leisure, I could confirm that it was some serious manage, relaxing together, laughing, eating some snacks, enjoying life.
Shorb Family Vacation 2009 took us back to a lake in Connecticut where we were two years ago. Despite only having full, consistent sunshine on one of the five days, we had a great time. Here are the highlights:
1. Seeing UP for a second time with the family on a rainy day.
2. Throwing Erica a Strawberry Shortcake birthday party (and trying to bake and decorate a cake without her knowing).
3. Laying in the hammock.
4. Sleeping outside in the gazebo.
5. Watching the kids learn how to bait their own hook and unhook their own fish. They caught a ton; my dad caught 22 fish before lunchtime one day. So much fun to hear Logan shout excitedly, "I got one!" and as he hunches up and reels rapidly, Taylor comments like an experienced, Steve-Irwinesque fisherwoman, "Ooo! He's a fighter!"
6. Watching the comedy of errors when Logan's rod went into the lake and he and Pop-Pop tried to devise a way to get it out.
7. Learning the game of Kubb.
8. Making grilled tilapia one night and burritos another for the family.
9. Eating Mark and Heather's shrimp tacos and Andy and Jodi's buffalo chicken cheesesteaks. Yes, we ate well.
10. Reading so much that I'm ahead one week on my reading plan. Watsons go to Birmingham and Nickel and Dimed are finished!
11. Watching a great blue heron fly over the lake at several points throughout the week.
12. Seeing the baby turtle Andy caught from his kayak, that was promptly released back into the lake after it bit Taylor.
13. Watching Logan swim with his goofy swimming goggles and shiver violently after getting out.
14. Kayaking.
15. Scrabble.
16. UConn dairy bar. Oh. My. Goodness. Best coffee ice cream I've EVER tasted, and I've tasted a lot. Coffee espresso crunch: good, strong coffee taste with chocolate covered espresso beans throughout.
17. The beautiful bright rainbow as the sun was setting after a thunderstorm Friday night.
18. Going barefoot. I'm not usually one who romanticizes about going barefoot in the summer. But I spent more time without shoes than with this vacation, and the bottom of my feet are still grass-stained, and something makes me really like that.
Summer is here. Families and vacations are wonderful things, "good and perfect gifts from above." I hope you get to enjoy some of your own this season.
Logan spoke up and said, "Mark, now this is some real manage."
Clarifying, Mark said, "Manage? You mean cause we're a couple of boys just relaxing and eating a snack?" Logan shook his head.
And he was right. Now that I had joined them in their leisure, I could confirm that it was some serious manage, relaxing together, laughing, eating some snacks, enjoying life.
Shorb Family Vacation 2009 took us back to a lake in Connecticut where we were two years ago. Despite only having full, consistent sunshine on one of the five days, we had a great time. Here are the highlights:
1. Seeing UP for a second time with the family on a rainy day.
2. Throwing Erica a Strawberry Shortcake birthday party (and trying to bake and decorate a cake without her knowing).
4. Sleeping outside in the gazebo.
5. Watching the kids learn how to bait their own hook and unhook their own fish. They caught a ton; my dad caught 22 fish before lunchtime one day. So much fun to hear Logan shout excitedly, "I got one!" and as he hunches up and reels rapidly, Taylor comments like an experienced, Steve-Irwinesque fisherwoman, "Ooo! He's a fighter!"
7. Learning the game of Kubb.
8. Making grilled tilapia one night and burritos another for the family.
9. Eating Mark and Heather's shrimp tacos and Andy and Jodi's buffalo chicken cheesesteaks. Yes, we ate well.
10. Reading so much that I'm ahead one week on my reading plan. Watsons go to Birmingham and Nickel and Dimed are finished!
11. Watching a great blue heron fly over the lake at several points throughout the week.
12. Seeing the baby turtle Andy caught from his kayak, that was promptly released back into the lake after it bit Taylor.
14. Kayaking.
15. Scrabble.
16. UConn dairy bar. Oh. My. Goodness. Best coffee ice cream I've EVER tasted, and I've tasted a lot. Coffee espresso crunch: good, strong coffee taste with chocolate covered espresso beans throughout.
18. Going barefoot. I'm not usually one who romanticizes about going barefoot in the summer. But I spent more time without shoes than with this vacation, and the bottom of my feet are still grass-stained, and something makes me really like that.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Speaking of Influencing Children to Like Things Most People Hate...
On the last day of school, it happened twice.
The first time, I was letting children suggest activities for spending our final hours together. A boy patiently raising his hand said, "How about we just put on some Icelandic music, relax together, and do some things at our seats?"
If you know me, you know how much joy and excitement filled my heart in that moment. (And we did indeed follow his suggestion!)
Later on--in a completely separate instance, I promise--a different boy begged, "Mr. Shorb, can we dance to some Icelandic music??"
I love it!
So the fifth graders have caught on to the craze. If you've been following this blog and you still don't know what I'm referring to, I've prepared a tutorial with some of my kids' favorites:
Sigur Ros - obviously the most frequent choice. Start here, because they loved that video, then move here and then here. These guys are about beauty.
Amiina - The kids really got to liking this song after I showed them how to play the musical saw during our sound unit in science class. These gals are about instrumentation.
Mum - Another frequent choice during quiet work time. Ignore the weirdness of their stage presence in this performance, and focus on that beautiful, heart-melting melodica melody instead. These guys are about creativity.
Benni Hemm Hemm - Here's a fine place to start, as it's actually where I first found them. These guys are about youth.
The first time, I was letting children suggest activities for spending our final hours together. A boy patiently raising his hand said, "How about we just put on some Icelandic music, relax together, and do some things at our seats?"
If you know me, you know how much joy and excitement filled my heart in that moment. (And we did indeed follow his suggestion!)
Later on--in a completely separate instance, I promise--a different boy begged, "Mr. Shorb, can we dance to some Icelandic music??"
I love it!
So the fifth graders have caught on to the craze. If you've been following this blog and you still don't know what I'm referring to, I've prepared a tutorial with some of my kids' favorites:
Sigur Ros - obviously the most frequent choice. Start here, because they loved that video, then move here and then here. These guys are about beauty.
Amiina - The kids really got to liking this song after I showed them how to play the musical saw during our sound unit in science class. These gals are about instrumentation.
Mum - Another frequent choice during quiet work time. Ignore the weirdness of their stage presence in this performance, and focus on that beautiful, heart-melting melodica melody instead. These guys are about creativity.
Benni Hemm Hemm - Here's a fine place to start, as it's actually where I first found them. These guys are about youth.
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