Monday, 24 October 2016

Thoughts of Revolution


Since my teenage years, one of my favourite Canadian artists is David Usher.  It one of my past articles, I talked about his album Wake Up and Say Goodbye and its connection to my teenage years.  This entry I want to talk about an article by Usher’s song “Love Will Save the Day” from his 2005 CD If God Had Curves. There are so many reasons why I like this song, from its lyrical imagery, to the music video that was produced for it.
                “Love Will Save the Day” lyrics creates an image of someone avoiding some form of accountability.  The first stanza of the song states:
The pornography made me do it so those drugs that got us high was the thoughts of revolution they've been poisoning my mind so I’m walking down to the water you keep coming up for air all those people, they don't give a damn they just stood around and stare[1]
Here the narrator argues that it was their use of porn and drugs that made them do some unknown act.  The narrator continues to discuss how they went down to water and saw someone they knew struggling while everyone else nearby apathetically watch.  It is a description reminiscent of life; people are not willing to own up to what they have done while others are only too willing to watch their fellow man struggle and do nothing to help.
                The third stanza continues this imagery by switching to the topic of religion and atheism with
Come on sell me more of your religion 'cause it's sure to make a change Last night god was on the tv screen taking dollars for their pain Come on talk about that evolution it's been poisoning my mind I’ve been looking for a saviour
Yeah I’ve been waiting for a sign[2]
In dealing with the topic, Usher’s narrator seems to take both religion and evolution negatively.  Religion is seen as only a front to make money from others pain while evolution is seen as poison as the narrator is waiting for some sign from a greater power.  These two parts contradict each other as the narrator is unwilling to accept religion but is still wanting to hold out for a saving entity.  It can also be seen as an image for humanism as the narrator is taking a position that both supports and condemns both sides.
                The music video created for the song ties everything together.  In the video, Usher and random people that from the streets of Toronto, Ontario, singing parts of the song.  This plays into the song’s message of love being the ultimate hero of the world by showing people from different walks of life and showing that it will be humanity’s love that will win the day.



Bibliography:
"David Usher ::: Love Will Save the Day ::: Benjamin Nussbaum ::: Picrow." David Usher ::: Love Will Save the Day ::: Benjamin Nussbaum ::: Picrow. Accessed October 13, 2016. http://picrow.com/showcase/spot/Editor/Benjamin-Nussbaum/love-will-save-the-day.

Usher, David. "David Usher - Love Will Save The Day Lyrics | SongMeanings." Accessed October 23, 2016. http://songmeanings.com/songs/view/3530822107858537747/.

"If God Had Curves." Wikipedia. Accessed October 13, 2016. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/If_God_Had_Curves.



[1] David Usher, "David Usher - Love Will Save The Day Lyrics | SongMeanings,", accessed October 23, 2016, http://songmeanings.com/songs/view/3530822107858537747/, stanza 1.
[2] Ibid., stanza 3.

Tuesday, 4 October 2016

Into the Fairy Lands: Chapter 4

Into The Fairy Lands
By J. R. Bennett

<Chapter III ~*~ Chapter V>


Chapter IV
Reports from Apothem
~*~
It was the early morning.  Ed sat at his writing desk studying several reports about a city in the Fineylands[1] called Apothem.  The reports from inside the city read of a mysterious purple cloud rolling into the area and looming over it for several days before finally descending upon Apothem.  The second set came from one of the traveling outposts of the Order of the Four Keepers.  They claimed that after the cloud ascended from Apothem that the entire population had vanished without a trace.
            The purple cloud seemed oddly familiar.  Ed needed to consult his book of Deltic Myths but there was one problem: The shelf that the book rested on loomed over Zach, who was asleep on the futon.
            Ed looked about him.  Conveniently nearby was a wooden ladder that Ed had brought in to replace the current one for the attic.  Silently, Ed leaned it against the shelf and began to climb.  As Ed went up, the shelf groaned from the weight of the ladder and him.  Nervously, Ed reached for the book, inching cautiously.
            That’s when it happened.  As soon as the book was in Ed’s hands, down went the shelf, with Ed and the book, right on top of Zach and the bed.
            I wish I could say it was a pleasant moment, but the fact that a penknife nearly stabbed Zach in the shoulder, and the fact that Zach chased Ed out of the room with it would only prove that I was lying.  Ed merely went into the kitchen to read his book while waiting for everyone else to wake up.

The morning routine was the same as before, except this time everyone had new clothes to wear from the trip to the tailors.  Ed sported a dark three piece with a wing collar and a silver tie while Travis and Zach wore polo shirts and Alice was in a blue dress.
            The Kina’s house red brick building near the Old District.  Ed led the crew to the front door where a young woman in what looked like her good dress greeted them.
            “Morning Katherine!” Ed called.  “Is Dr. Kina in?”
            “He’s in his office,” was the cheery reply.
            Ed went a head up stairs leaving the others to be entertained by Katherine Kina.
            Mr. Kina was ancient looking with a bushy beard that looked overdue for shaving.  Dressed in a blue cardigan, he sat at his desk studying copies of the same reports that were sent to Ed.
            “I trust you read the reports,” he said, getting right to business.
            “I did.”
            Kina opened a drawer and produced a reel of black tape.  “This is a recording from one of the Order’s outposts in Apothem.  It starts just as the cloud is spotted over the city and goes until the cloud lands.”  Kina then put the tape on a player with a hand crank.  As soon as the handle was turned, this is what they heard:

Speaker:  This is Thaddeus Gallows of the Order of the Four Keepers.  Right now, there is a plume of purple smoke or something coming this way.  No one knows what it is or if it’s from a chemical accident or something.  It seems to be coming down now.
     It’s real thick.  OH! What’s that!?
Unknown Voice:  Manookoo[2].

            Ed looked pale.  The voice at the end sounded horse, angry, and lustful, all in one word.  The work Manookoo seemed odd, familiar almost.  He scribbled the name down on a piece of paper.
            “In a week’s time,” explained Kina, “The order will be presenting its findings before Parliament when they meet in a week’s time.   Our sources are tracking the cloud and its heading here.  The Gallan-Gallet will not be able to fight back unless we can be prepared.  Ed, I want you to prepare a report and present it before Parliament.”
            “In a week?” asked Ed with some hesitation.
            “Yes.  Time is of the essence and our Mr. Bloom ensures her majesty would eagerly agree with our proposal if we presented the matter.”
            “I’ll have to look into it some more first.  That Manookoo bit seemed familiar.”
            “I would recommend seeing George about it.”  Kina said, getting the final word.  “He’s more educated in old languages and myth, I’m sure Manookoo is from the Zeltic[3] myths.”
            After this, Ed left.  He oddly quiet as he drove out to George’s house.  The others thought he was acting queer.  Every now and again, he would begin muttering to himself.  It was unnerving.

The car rolled to a halt in front of some familiar town houses.  George’s wife, Emma McTrotter, was in her gardening cloths and tending to the flowerbed while George was working on an old car on the driveway.
            “Hullo,” called George from the car.
            Emma went down to meet the crew.  Ed went up to the car and asked George what he knew about Manookoo.
            “Sounds Zeltic,” was the reply.  George then went into the house to find a book that he thought would help.
            “This” – George explained as he handed the book over – “should be of some help.  However, to my knowledge Manookoo was the name of a cult in Zeltic myth.  They pop up all the time in the Lomassmay[4] epics.”
            Ed thanked George and left with the others.

Once at home, Ed shut himself in his office, forgetting that his friends were there, setting straight to work examining books and writing his report for the order.   He was in his office until Zach stormed in with lost patience.
            “I’ve had it!”  Zach snapped.
            “Had what?”  Ed asked, ignorant of what was going on.
            “I just had it.  I’ve had enough of your arrogant attitude.  It seems as if ever since you brought us here, you’ve been showing off, and I’m sick of it!”
            “I brought you guys here to show you a good time.  I wanted to show you that I am alive and well and that everything would be fine.  If you have an issue with my generosity –”
            “Generosity?  You just brought us here to show off and then leave us.  It’s just typical of you.  You show up and then then go off on your own adventure, ignoring everyone else in the proses.”
            Ed looked gravely at Zach, his reading glasses perched toward the end of his nose.  “Look,” he said finally.  “I’m not trying to show off.  I was never expecting to have this work thrown upon me.  The only up side to this is that I can take you to Bathill[5] in the end.  Zach, what am I supposed to do?  I want you guys here but I have my duty to the order and the empire to uphold.”
            “Then ask us to help.” Zach shot back.  “You would have better luck.”
            Ed had to agree to this.  It wasn’t long until all four were scattered in the room.  Books and paper covered in notes littered the floor.  Through their research, the group was able to establish the following:

1.      The Manookoo were an ancient cult that honoured the Zeltic god Manoo[6], god of the underworld and son of the chief god, Horcus[7].

2.      Horcus damned them for practicing human sacrifice.

3.      The cult’s punishment was to wander the earth for eternity on a rock called Spyruss[8].  Manoo was forced to live with his cult on this rock and wander in the shroud of a purple cloud, with only the souls of the damned to quench his hunger.

4.      It is believed in the later years of the Zeltic Empire that Manoo would ascend upon certain regions that were becoming complacent in their ways and consume the souls of its inhabitants.

            It took the better part of the day for Ed, Alice, Zach and Travis to compile their notes.  They then took turns to dictate the report to Little Dill, who danced on the keys of Ed’s typewriter to create the work.  When the job was done, they had a report of fifteen pages.

The next morning Mr. Kina paid a visit.  Under Ed’s insistence, everyone had to be dressed in full attire when the chairman of the Order of the Four Keepers arrived.  The elderly professor arrived in a grey suit and was presented the compiled report.
            Dr. Kina was left in the living room to read the report while Ed and the others sat in the kitchen with a pot of tea between them.  Ed looked exceedingly nervous, he never did like the waiting period of between giving a person a draft to read and their response, his hands shook as he tried to lift his teacup to drink.  Everyone else was quiet, except Little Dill, who slurped his tea with great gusto.
            It wasn’t long before Kina joined them in the kitchen.  “You still need work on your writing style,” Kina explained (he was always meticulous when it came to writing), “but it will do nicely.  I will have it sent a head to Bathill so it may be presented before Parliament.  You’ll have to be there for Wednesday next week to present it formally before the throne and both houses.”
            Kina didn’t say anymore after that, he made his way to the closet for his coat and left.
            Ed look bewildered as he watched his mentor leave.
            “What’s that matter?” Alice asked.
            Ed did not answer.  His look of bewilderment quickly changed into a smirk, and then into a grin.
            “Ha!” Ed cried as he slapped his hands together in a loud clap.  “We’re off to Bathill!”





[1]Pronounced: Fin/ē/lands
[2]Pronounced: Man/oo/Koo
[3]Pronounced: Zěl/Tĭck
[4]Pronounced: Lō/Măss/Māy.  A fierce warrior whose role in myth has made him to appear as both a hero and a tragic figure the Deltic and Zeltic cultures.
[5]Pronounced: Bath/ill
[6]Pronounced: Man/oo
[7]Pronounced: H/or/cuz
[8]Pronounced: Spy/r/us