Skip to main content

Thanks Bro.

I have a confession for you,

My first musical love was not all the wonderful alternative bands that we all grew up with. It wasn't the Ramones, or MxPx, or all the other punk bands I grew to love. It wasn't The Beatles, or the mighty Led Zeppelin, or Jimi Hendrix's intoxicating guitar playing.

The first type of music I remember thinking was the most amazing thing I had ever heard in my life, was straight up, old school Hip Hop. From the first time I snuck into my brothers room and listened to the Beastie Boys' Licensed to Ill, from the first time I heard Onyx on MTV  I was hooked on Hip Hop. Yeah man, I was a little kid raised in the mean streets of Boston Ontario, listening to songs that I had no business listening too. Then I moved to the rough woods of Lombardy Ontario, and even when I had this view from my backyard I was falling in love with The Fugees. (I found that picture on google from the road we lived on for a few years... I still miss that house.)

No, I was not an inner city kid feeling poverty and racism, but when I heard people craft a story so vividly with words and rhyme, I fell in love.

Right now I am falling back into my love of Hip Hop, and I owe it mostly to one man - Mr. Shad K from my very own London Ontario. Seriously, this guy is the real deal, check him out, you won't be disappointed!


Popular Posts

Let's Talk

I went to go check out a childhood friends facebook page in the winter of 2010. I hadn't talked to him since I was a teenager. I soon found out that I would never talk to him again,

I did a quick google search and found out that he had been apart of an online gaming community. I tracked him down to some forums where I suddenly became away that something tragic had befallen him.

The last time I had talked to him was shortly after I moved back to southwestern Ontario. I don't remember much of the conversation, except that he told me he was feeling depressed. I was 13 at the time and depression was just a word that I thought meant "sad". We caught up, talked about the trivial things that 13 year old boys talk about, but something wasn't right. We never talked again. 
Now 15 years later I was reading these words about a person who was once a close friend of mine. "What a f***ing coward." or "I can't believe someone could be that selfish.". It …

How are you feeling?

Response 1:

"I'm not sleeping again. It turns out my body might be reacting to antidepressants. The annoying symptom? Night sweats. We thought it might be lymphoma. It wasn't. That was a fun couple of weeks. I'm terrified. I'm terrified that this won't be the end of it, that the next medicine will fail too, and those absolutely terrifying impulses to harm myself and the thoughts of failure that I tell myself I am over and over and over and over and over and over again will one day be too much. Will these thoughts that only seem to stop in short intervals darken into complete mental breakdown? My biggest fear isn't snakes or falling, it's that I will end up on the street and lose my intellect and sanity, being mocked by people who don't know what mental illness is like. I'm afraid that the loneliness I seem to NEVER break from free from will enslave me into a life of dependence on others. I was doing so well but maybe wellness is just an illusio…

Why Theology?

Very rarely in years past did theology put down deep roots in my life. I guess it is because of my natural inclination to question and deconstruct ideas, and my love of playing devil's advocate. This has often gotten me into trouble with my wife, as I'll often take a position in a discussion that I don't even remotely believe, and before I realise it, I am debating her on points that I myself agree with! Sometimes I don't realise I am doing it - debating has always been a bit of a thrill for me.

So why am I now trying to become a theologian?

Theology, I have come to believe, must eventually come to a head. What is it stake is my avenue of faith - how I see God, the Church, others and most importantly myself. What we are pursuing are the big answers that shape our inner thoughts and guide our actions. These aren't the rudiments of math; I cannot prove what is theologically true - but like all of life's important truths theology finds itself in subjective conclus…