Showing posts with label She Writes: Albums and Book. Show all posts
Showing posts with label She Writes: Albums and Book. Show all posts

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Behind the Music | Recording Studio Highlights

Studio days are long and exhilarating. It's like you are watching something so uniquely and intricately formed right before your eyes. 
From 7PM to Midnight, we tracked almost all the female vocals (leading and backgrounds), in a non-airconditioned room (because of the buzz it made), with one trip to Starbucks and another to In N Out. Girls' gotta eat. 

We are so humbled to be recording with such phenomenally talented people. ^^This is Chels, and she leads in Antioch Temecula. She has the pipes of a Diva Queen and the spirit of an angel. And the loudest laugh I've ever heard. Seriously. She wakes kids in other counties ;)

Tyson and our friend (and amazing bassist) are co-producing this first album. "Producing" sounds so authoritative but this project really has been a collaborative effort between all the musicians and vocalists and our engineer. We couldn't have asked for a better team.

The album should be ready for download August 15! But don't worry, I'll keep reminding you. 

Meanwhile, here's a little blooper from my session this week. I hit some sour notes so please feel free to judge. It happens. (And Ps. that's my favorite song on the album! Sung by Chelsea. Finally a fast song for girls! :) 

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Job Song | Antioch Worship Album

This song is near and dear to my heart because Tyson wrote it based on the story of Job and compelled by our current season of life. It's a song that I sing boldly and yet still very broken before my God. It's a song that I can feel vulnerable singing and worshipping with while still proclaiming the name of my good and gracious and sovereign God. 


We hope it's that way for you too. ~Love, Jules + Ty




One true God, Sovereign and good
May You become, reward enough
When all my life, is burned away
And all that is left, is Your great love

Though you slay me
I will trust in You
For You my God are my portion

Faithful God, from barren land
My voice will rise, to heaven
Blessed be, Your holy name
When all is gone, Your grace remains


Though You slay me
I will trust in You
For You my God are my portion

Though You slay me
You will see me through
Before You God I will come undone

With hearts bowed low and hands held high
We bless the name of our good God
Who gives and takes, our hearts He breaks
That we might say, blessed be our God


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Monday, June 4, 2012

On Songwriting & A Worship Album

I am so excited to tell you guys, finally, about the new worship album we have been writing! First I must preface with how songwriting worship albums work in our home. Tyson is the songwriter and I am the song editor. He comes up with the crazy good melodies and content and I edit the crazy good melodies and make the words sound a little sweeter. 


But it's not as cute of a partnership as it may sound. It's gruesome sometimes and it takes a lot of work and a lot more patience. 


Also, we write two different types of songs and both processes are different. The first type is congregational worship (songs that are meant for the Church to sing along with) and the second is everything else. This new album with be the first type: congregational worship.


We are not experts in songwriting by any means. We didn't go to school for it and we don't do it as often as we should, but one thing is for sure: when this type of song does come, they are fully and completely from God. Like, 150%.


However, it's less spiritual than it sounds. Let's back up to 6 months ago.


We knew we were moving to LA. We knew we wanted to start a type of church movement that clearly integrated the foundation of solid biblical truth question raising/answering truth with the emotion-full proclamation of worship through music. Our hearts were there, our minds were there, our passion and desire and studies were there, but we were dry. No songs would come. 


Ty would sit down to write but nothing sounded right and everything was pretty messy. It was frustrating to say the least. Mostly for him as he sincerely begged God to give him songs for the church. 


Yet month after month, nothin'. (Sound familiar ;)


But still we prayed. And prayed. And asked. And begged. And lived. And prayed some more.


Then, as if on a divine ticker, one day, the songs came. A flood of them. Day after day new melodies were being hummed into iPhone voice recorders and concepts were coming out of both random and purposed circumstances. 


Even as I write about it now, it brings tears to my eyes because these aren't our songs. There is nothing in us that can or will claim them as a byproduct of ourselves. 


We are just the means to a beautiful end. 


I heard it said once, that everyone has a "genius" or power outside of themselves that they grasp from to create beautiful things. The woman said that when beautiful things come out of a person they aren't really able to take credit because it didn't come from them. They had to give credit to their "genius." 


I wonder if she knew what she ways saying. I wonder if she knew, the "Genius", the Creator of the Universe, the Power she was describing was God Himself. 


C r a z y.
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We'll be posting an acoustic music video for the newest song soon. I can't wait for you to hear it!

Monday, May 28, 2012

7 Days of Disciplined Writing



Some say that the world is in a "hipster phase of writing," where being a writer is cool, fresh, and everybody loves doing it. But I say that people are finally feeling free to tell their stories. It's nothing new that everyone writes. We're just hearing more about it because of the amazing internet tools. 


But there is a lot of work that goes into writing that is easily illusional by witty blogs and quick minutes of fame on highly trafficked content. From what I am learning and what is unanimously spoken and written about from actual professional authors, is that writing takes work. 


A lot of work. 


I am not a professional writer. I am not a seasoned writer. I am not a paid writer. Yet. But I am searching for new ways to stay sane in this machine of a creative process. I know I need more discipline, that is no secret, and I know I need more inspiration.


So I am making myself write some beefy word counts for 7 days this week. Kind of like a brain and hand boot camp. Yea, something like that.


Wanna play? 

  • Each morning (12:00 AM, Monday-Monday) a new prompt will be posted
  • Set a 1 hour timer
  • Choose the poison: laptop, journal, notebook, iPad, etc
  • Write, without getting up, and a minimum of 500 words
  • Close the book and walk away (*If I want to edit my piece, I will do so later in the day)

FYI: Topics will be random. 
Today's Prompt:
Describe your earliest memory. 


Go. Happy writing days! 
(PS. If you're playing, let me know!)

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

12 Tools & Rules I Learned in the First Chapters of Writing Down the Bones

T o o l s : 
"This is your equipment, like a hammer and nails to a carpenter, your writing tools are a necessary part of your life." - Natalie Goldberg


1. Get a fast pen.
Our minds process faster than our hands, so eliminate as much lag time as possible by choosing a pen that is both comfortable and speedy. Interesting right? 


2. Notebook choice is important.
When working with a deadline (whether your own or someone else's) opt for a cheap notebook. The more expensive it is, the more compelled you'll be to write something good all the time. Also, try out different types of paper: graphed, lined, blank, colored.


3. Computers are efficient, Handwriting is more connected. 
Depending on the type of writing you are doing, you may choose to go with one or the other. Golderg's observations are, computers allow you to writing faster yet produce black block lettering, thus making it less personal. Handwriting is more connected to the movement of the heart, however it is significantly slower. 


4. Voice record your thoughts. 
Speaking things out in the open can sometimes bring clarity and confidence. 


R u l e s :
“Nobody cares much whether you write or not. You just have to do it.” -Natalie Goldberg

5. Keep your hand moving.
This forces you out of control of your words and sentence structure. It lets you "get it out" before over analyzing.


6. Don't cross out anything.
Editing comes after spewing, as clean up comes after spilling. 


7. Lose control of your standards and ethics. 
Just write. When it's only you reading the rough draft of brainstorming and writing, don't fight the politics of society, grammar, and proper standards. Let it out and sensor later.


8. Don't think and don't get logical.
Again, it's forcing yourself to write outside the box of propriety. 


9. Go for the jugular. 
If something comes up in your writing that is scary, keep going. Beauty comes from the most vulnerable and undiscovered parts of us. 


E x t r a  T h o u g h t s :
10. "First thoughts have energy and are un-encumbered by ego..."
11. "No matter what you feel, write a little more."
12. "The definition of inspiration is 'breathing in.'"  

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

My 4 Types of Daily Writing

I write four times a day. Nothing crazy or anything but I try to make these four types of writing part of my daily routine. I think routine is important in the life of a writer. It makes the creativity more fun. So here they are:

 So so so so so so so important. Did I mentioned how important it is. Journalling got me through high school. And college. It was my own secret personal space that I could write with no obligations, no prompts, no critique. Most of the time my entries start out as an observations and end up as prayers to the Lord. Both pleas and praise. Journalling is, in my humble opinion, such a benefit to our writing minds. It lets us process our days and weeks and months. This type of writing is exercise. 



Oh man. I love my Venting Book. Not because I like to vent, but because of what it has done for my conversations among people. When I have something to vent about [rightly or wrongly], I write it down and it allows me to get everything out before I come into contact with people. haha. Otherwise I know that I will not be present in that conversation. My mind will be wandering back to whatever it is the irked me and I tend to weave it into my conversations somehow. I don't like it about myself. But it's reality. So, I vent write. Try it. And tell me what you think. 



This is the only daily writing that becomes a little more difficult if I am not inspired. This is actually the writing that drains me the most. I'm a novice book writer so I'm sure there are so many things I'm doing wrong or that I can be doing better or little shortcuts in the whole process that I have yet to learn. But til I figure them out, it's been a long process. This is the marathon process of my whole writing world. 



You. I love writing for you. Though some bloggers would argue that we write for ourselves and others get to read it. But I half-ly disagree. I think we do both. I like writing for you. I like knowing what you're going through and writing specific to it. I like hearing your feedback and suggestions for the blog. I like that this is a place more of conversation and less preachy or journally. You are my favorite type of writing. 


So that's a little bit into my writing brain. I like keeping my writing separate and then seeing it all melt together. For example, my debut post for She Seeks came from an excerpt in my journal. Another example, my book ideas came from your responses on the blog. 


The sky is your limit. But only if you pick up a paper, a pencil, or computer and write. 


What are you writing lately? I wanna read it. 


Love,

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Stop Trying to Be Valuable.

For the next couple days I'll be MIA due to excessive reading, writing, and studying. This is my last couple of days before our women's retreat and I have a zillion loose ends to tie up. I'm posting tomorrow for Wordless Wednesday and will have a guest blogger for Friday Feature...who is it gonna beeeee? 


But for now a poem that shook my soul. This is so me.








I Made You
[A poem by Melody Ross]

I took a stroll and then a walk, a thought at first and then a talk
I said "just look how fast I go, if you watch someday you'll know"

I walked with blisters, couldn't quit, No rest, no strength but not there yet
I knew there was so much to learn, so much to do with His love to earn

I picked up speed and started to run, I raised my eyes and spoke at the sun
"You see! I'm worth it, look at me! If I do enough, someday you'll see"

"Look" I said, "I'm climbing now! I'll keep it up and prove somehow
That I'm a good one, you will see. Someday you'll be so proud of me!"

I got so tired but couldn't stop, I had to race right to the top
It couldn't be so far I knew, I had to show what I could do

Things so bleak, a trail so rough, wanting to prove that I was enough
Beaten down and cold and shot, but what if I waste this chance I've got?

I climbed then crawled when I couldn't walk
A though at first and then a talk, I'll climb until I reach the top

When I get there can I finally stop...

[Then he said]

Who told you that you had to climb? 
Who told you you weren't just fine?
Who told you that it must be earned?
There is so much that you need to learn

I loved you when you strolled and thought
You've always had the things you've sought
There's nothing that you have to do, to prove to Me
For I made you

I know what you can do, you see
Just do you best and breathe and be
And stop the proving just to show
For these are things I already know

Walk if you want and run if you choose
Climb if you must, you've got nothing to lose
But do it for joy, rest along the way
If you need answers just kneel and pray

Do your best and know what's real 





Stop climbing when you cannot feel

And turn and look into the sky
And watch the birds and how they fly

And know that every part of you 
Was created with all that's good and true
There's nothing that you have to do
To prove to Me
For I made you

Happy Tuesday! 
Love,

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Writing Style

Writing style is a funny thing. It's about as diverse as ice cream flavors. Everybody writes differently, and the world likes that. Jane Austen writes romantically with very dry humour. Lucy Maud Montgomery writes, what I like to call, rosy, wholesome, feel-good stories. She writes with the emotions of her reader in mind. Then you have more modern day writers like Jenny McCarthy, who write about the crass realities of pregnancy and child-birth, in a humorous, non-threatening way. Then, [almost done] you have writers like Shauna Niequist who writes on the celebrations of life, real life. Not just the fuzzy feel-goods, but the tragedies as well, somehow turning all things to appear as beneficial to her growth as a women, a mother, a wife, and a human being. 


THEN you have Tina Fey. 


I recently bought her book, Bossy Pants, and so far I am intrigued. It's the #1 selling book in the country right now and I think that when a book sells that fast and ranks that high, it might say something about the nature of the reading material in our culture. I am only 100 pages in, but Tina seems to be writing her life in the style of an SNL skit [crass jokes and all].  Which I'm sure, isn't coincidental since she hold the titles of Writer, Actress, and Executive Producer to the show. 



This post is not a review on the book, but rather a review on our culture. 

Good content and good stories presented in a less-than-classy style. There seems to be a falling off the cart in the world of literature. Though some would hardly call this book literature. An amazing woman who is the role-model for girls and women all over the US to become noticed because of talent, not figure and sex-appeal, has written of her precious [yes, tough, yes, bizarre] life for, what seems to be, a laugh. Some will argue that that's what she does, she makes people laugh and I would 100% agree. [Have you SEEN Baby Mama???] But my question is how far will she go to get a laugh? How far have we made her feel she needs to go to get a laugh? 

People react to people. If we tell a joke and someone laughs, we tell it again. If we tell a joke and someone doesn't laugh, we search for a new one that will make them laugh based on past laughings. [Sorry I'm confusing myself too.] Our culture of humor has gone from:

"A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony, in a moment." {Pride & Prejudice}
to: 
“If you want to make an audience laugh, you dress a man up like an old lady and push her down the stairs. If you want to make comedy writers laugh, you push an actual old lady down the stairs.” {Tina Fey}

Where do we draw a line? [Way before that joke eh?] This isn't a conviction, it's an observation that is slowing brewing into conviction. I am having a tougher and tougher time laughing at the shows on TV these days. Funny? Yes. But at what cost? At whose cost?

Just something I'm thinking about.

For those of you who've read the book, I'm curious about what your take is. :) This could be fun!

Love,


Monday, May 2, 2011

Love is not Silent

I have made it a point to keep my posts relevant to the purpose of the JM blog. Speaking. Singing. Writing. And I try to write and welcome any and every post that fits those 3 categories. Recently a high school girl interviewed me about my involvement with Love146 for a school paper she was writing on abolishing sex-trafficking. I was highly impressed with her thorough and professional questions and interest on the topic.

Well, she wrote it and I read it and I cried. The passion in this girl's writing leaps from the paper directly into her reader's heart. I can feel the urgency and motivation in her frantic typing fingers. Her writing is eloquent and impact full and I want so badly to share it with you. I hope she inspires you as she inspired me. Her name is Sam and she's 16.
*It's a little long but it's worth it*
     Robert Allan, an anti-exploitation activist, declared, “Slavery was abolished 150 years ago, right? While it is true that slavery is illegal almost everywhere on earth, the fact is there are more slaves today than there ever were...”  Slavery is defined as being in bondage, severe toil, drudgery, having one’s inalienable civil rights completely dominated by another. Child sex trafficking is an egregious example of slavery. Sexual exploitation is a basic violation of a human being’s rights. Stripped from their towns, their homes, their families, these children are treated as a sex object, not as a person. Commercial sexual exploitation is a form of coercion and violence against innocent children. This is modern slavery. This is innocence for sale. This is not acceptable.
     Worldwide, 27 million children are trapped in the human sex trafficking business with two new victims ensnared every sixty seconds. It is estimated that trafficking generates $32 billion annually, making it the second most rewarding crime in the world. Regions around the world, including Europe, Latin America and the Caribbean are suffering through this silent epidemic. Every year more than 100,000 children are forced into prostitution and pornography in the United States alone. Perhaps because of the large runaway population of these cities, 86% of those exploited in the U.S. come off the streets of Phoenix, Arizona and Anaheim, California. One of the most dire regions in the world is Asia with Cambodia, Thailand, Laos, Myanmar, India and Nepal all being significant contributors to the trade.
     Regardless of what part of the world a victim is from, homelessness, minority status, poverty and lack of education cause children to become vulnerable to capture. Exploiters even use natural disasters to find young people to populate their brothels. These children, separated from their families, are tragically enticed by the promise of protection. They are lured with promises of security, safety, love, and money, but these false promises eventually crumble to the ground after repetitive beatings and starvation. Children as young as six years old are being forced to sexually perform for endless hours and countless “clients”. Forced to perform multiple times a night, they cannot say no for fear of consequences that range from cigarette burns to being electrocuted through an electric wire that has been inserted into their body. Fear, forced drugs and violence are often part of the slavery equation, creating an environment from which there is no escape. Captors use these methods to break the children until they learn to smile for every pedophile or sex tourist that solicits their establishment. Child slaves are told, “you cannot runaway”; they are told “you cannot escape”; they are told, “this is your life.”
     Unfortunately, some local law enforcement agencies and the international community have often times reinforced this message of “no escape”. Though law enforcement officials are supposed to be a source of safety and refuge, they are often not for the enslaved people, trading free “sessions” to turn a blind eye and look the other way for the brothels. This is a haunting reality to families living in poor regions because if they cannot pay debts owed by the family, officials may take their sons and daughters into the city to “work” off the debt. In actuality they are selling human beings like commodities. One girl recounts how she escaped the brothel only to be hunted down by police and dragged by her hair back to endless days of despair.
     Children trapped in these hopeless situations are broken, with seemingly no repair in sight. Rob Morris is the co-founder of Love146, an organization which helps in the rescue and healing of trafficked children. He remembers a visit to a safe house where he witnessed a girl who had been rescued from the streets, sitting in a corner by herself repeatedly pouring handfuls of dirt over her head. A caretaker explained that since being at the safe home, this shattered 8 year old girl had continually repeated this behavior, trying to make herself disappear. What would cause a child to feel so worthless, to be brought to a place of such self-loathing, brokenness and shame, that she would want to make herself vanish completely? For this girl and those like her, there is no hoping, there is no dreaming, there is no future apart from the torment they experience daily- unless we speak for them.
            “What these victims need above all is to know that they are not alone; that we are not forgetting them, that when their voices are stifled we shall lend them ours, that while their freedom depends on ours, the quality of our freedom depends on theirs,” stated Elie Wiesel. A Nobel Peace Prize recipient known for his work on behalf of the exploited, Elie Wiesel speaks out against indifference, intolerance and injustice worldwide. This man, along with organizations such as Love146 and the International Justice Mission are beginning to awaken the international community to the horrors of human trafficking. They offer safety for those rescued from the sex trade though their safe homes. They participate in undercover operations designed to expose the inner workings of the industry and help conduct raids of brothels involved. 
     The International Justice Mission also works through the justice system, attacking brothels through legal avenues and asking local governments to prevent and punish sex trafficking. Perhaps most importantly, these people and organizations are calling the rest of us to be a voice for those who cannot speak up for themselves. We are being called to shine a light on today’s slavery and to say that this is not acceptable in today’s world.
     On a subsequent trip to the safe home, Rob was taught to dance by a girl so giggly and alive, that she quickly stole his heart. He later asked about the girl’s story and was told that this was the same little person who had tried to bury herself with dirt during his previous visit. Recovery and restoration are possible; there is hope. Love protects, love defends, love restores, love empowers.  Love is not silent.
-Samantha
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