<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028910930092397259</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:22:44.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we sing. we dance. we kill zombies.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028910930092397259/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andrew Munson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989174509783026569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028910930092397259.post-4102845612185400767</id><published>2010-01-18T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:41:33.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Connected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It starts with a single note: constant, unwavering.&amp;nbsp; Then it builds, both in volume and intensity.&amp;nbsp; The sound transforms, like a great debate between the low and high pitches.&amp;nbsp; The tempo and mood shift from gentle to powerful.&amp;nbsp; Under all of the complex and intertwined layers is a beat.&amp;nbsp; That beat flows from the ear to the rest of the body, and it soon takes over the heart.&amp;nbsp; The pulse begins to match the rhythm of the beat.&amp;nbsp; What could possibly create this connection between person and sound?&amp;nbsp; Music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Music has always been a part of my life.&amp;nbsp; I distinctly remember my childhood years of singing along to the radio in the car, whether it be to the classic rock hits or my mother’s favorite contemporary Christian songs.&amp;nbsp; When I went to bed every night, I would not fall asleep unless my favorite Sesame Street cassette tape was playing.&amp;nbsp; With time, I eventually grew out of this phase and began to develop a musical style of my own, which is still changing today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;However, the role of music in my life has altered dramatically in the last decade.&amp;nbsp; I am no longer restricted to the listening aspect of music.&amp;nbsp; I now play the cello, and this experience has greatly influenced how I feel about music.&amp;nbsp; When I perform, whether at a concert, recital, or a family gathering, I feel a connection: to the instrument, to the piece, and to the audience.&amp;nbsp; Music is the easiest way I have found to express my emotions and to communicate with other people.&amp;nbsp; Now that I am familiar with this connection, I find myself able to experience the same thing while listening to a piece of music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I believe in the power of music.&amp;nbsp; I believe in the simplicity of music.&amp;nbsp; I believe music is the strongest form of communication.&amp;nbsp; I believe music creates a bond between the performer, the audience, and the song.&amp;nbsp; In a world of emails, text messaging, and ever-changing technology, I believe we are all struggling to keep our connections to people and to nature.&amp;nbsp; Music is the one thing we can always rely on to fill our hunger for these connections.&amp;nbsp; Music brings people together.&amp;nbsp; It does not matter what genre, instrument, tempo or mood, there is a form of music for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Times New Roman'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, next time you tap your foot to a song on your iPod, sing along to the car radio, or listen to a cellist from the tenth row of a crowded auditorium, recognize and embrace the power of the music as it comes over you like a wave in the ocean.&amp;nbsp; Listen to what the music is trying to express, open your ears and prepare your mind for communication.&amp;nbsp; Get connected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028910930092397259-4102845612185400767?l=wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com/feeds/4102845612185400767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-connected.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028910930092397259/posts/default/4102845612185400767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028910930092397259/posts/default/4102845612185400767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-connected.html' title='Get Connected'/><author><name>Andrew Munson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989174509783026569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9028910930092397259.post-7610089274701940808</id><published>2010-01-13T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:42:00.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cappella As Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A cappella music is quite a paradox. Groups take a musician's masterpiece and tear it to pieces, only to rebuild it to fit their style. &amp;nbsp;Whether the final product is overly true to the original work, or something so shockingly different it could be considered a new song, all a cappella arrangements make one fundamental change: the stripping of the diverse collection of instruments and the reallocation of melody and rhythm to human voices, the only natural instrument. &amp;nbsp;While some may consider this a simplification of song, the truth is that the incredible differences between every human voice guarantees that no version is the same. &amp;nbsp;Although the art of a cappella is basic thievery, it is also one of the more creative arts. &amp;nbsp;Think of a recorded and sold song as a painting, and a cappella is the artist that separates the assortment of paints, or musical components, used and consequently rearranges the colors to form endless new paintings. &amp;nbsp;Just like in painting, the blend of the colors can make a recognizable difference in these new paintings. &amp;nbsp;Every a cappella group listens to the blend of voices and reorganizes to form the best colors. &amp;nbsp;A cappella is often enjoyed and considered fun by the singers and the audience, but rarely does a cappella receive its proper label of art, no more or less art than the original music off of which a cappella feeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9028910930092397259-7610089274701940808?l=wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com/feeds/7610089274701940808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com/2010/01/cappella-as-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028910930092397259/posts/default/7610089274701940808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9028910930092397259/posts/default/7610089274701940808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wesingwedancewekillzombies.blogspot.com/2010/01/cappella-as-art.html' title='A Cappella As Art'/><author><name>Andrew Munson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06989174509783026569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
