Friday, March 23, 2012

Beyond The Veil of Dogma

Originally published in Heavy Giant, vol. 1.



Beyond The Veil of Dogma


The sand was dry, the air salty, and I was head under water, blacked out. When I woke up I had washed ashore several feet from where my parents were sitting. I remembered only blackness. I ran to my parents, but couldn’t explain what had just happened. The truth was that at seven-years-old I didn’t know what to think of it. Was it a near death experience? Perhaps, but I didn’t see any golden gates, only the black of unconsciousness.

In our society many legends, conspiracy theories, and supernatural stories pervade. Ghosts, UFOs, and sasquatch are three prominent examples. While some evidence to prove their existence does exist, much of it is unaccepted by mainstream science, leaving individuals to decide what to believe in based on their own judgments. But really, is the concept of God any different than these other supernatural theories?

In his paper “The Cognitive Psychology of Belief in The Supernatural,” Dr. Jesse M. Bering proposes the idea that god is a manifestation of people’s desires to attach meaning to the chaotic events of their lives. “Not many people would classify their beliefs in God or heaven as ‘supernatural,’” he says, “even though that's precisely what they are.” Faced with a traumatic experience, a person could turn to faith to find an answer: “Could a belief in God have evolved to help people tear off bits of meaning from an otherwise meaningless existence?” In so doing, they might gain a sense of control and belonging – feelings sought after by most human peoples.

Man’s quest for knowledge has driven him to the conclusion that there must be a God. However, because an internal drive (desire) is the cause for this conclusion, it must be discredited as a possible reality since it is essentially an external manifestation of a non-external factor.

But emotional factors also play a role in belief. Lisa Lansing, president of the UGAtheists, can attest to this: “My mom committed suicide a year ago and I had those thoughts of ‘Oh I hope I get to see her again,’ but my beliefs were already established by then and I had to accept that I would never see her again and instead just be happy for the time we had together.” Although this sense of grief could lead one to believe in God to seek comfort, it is a belief based in emotion, or a temporary response to present circumstances. “You see a lot of patterns in religions,” she says.

Cal Clements, owner and yoga instructor at Rubber Soul Yoga, is a self-proclaimed “Imaginative Atheist.” He concurs with Lisa’s proclamation that religions are systemic: “There’s all these religions in the world, but they’re all basically saying the same thing; we’re right and you’re wrong.” The Merriam-Webster online dictionary defines dogma as “A point of view put forth as authoritative without adequate grounds.” Dogmatism is the antithesis of free-thought and when dogmatic views clash, wars can be the result. “When one side says the other is wrong it threatens their personal immortality,” says Cal, “It’s the cause for most of the worlds wars.”

On rare occasions, a devout atheist can revert to their former religious beliefs. Rich Suplita, a UGA Psychology lecturer, is one such Christian turned Atheist turned back to Christian. On the subject of dogmatism, Rich says “I don’t believe it [Christianity] to be dogmatic, but rather, exclusive.” Like many Christians, Rich relies on the Bible for much of his personal evidence to support his claims that Christianity is the correct religion. “Revelations is written as apocrypha – literature in symbolic terms. But the gospels report to be historic literature,” he says. Despite his devout belief in the bible, Rich remains a free-thinker and says that “I believe that it is possible for all religions to be invalid, but as a Christian I don’t follow that.”

Another Atheist Journalist, William Hamby of the Atlanta Examiner, interviewed Rich and attributed his flip-flopping between beliefs to the long term effects of childhood indoctrination. “Where I see psychological mechanisms compelling him towards familiarity, nostalgia, and comfort, he sees the invisible hand of God pointing out the most compelling reasons to return to faith,” he says.

If no God exists, then after death we simply return to nothingness, like any other animal. But is nothingness truly worse, or different from the concept of an afterlife? “They’re not fearing death itself,” says Lisa, “they are fearing the experience of death.” Because who really knows what awaits us after death? Nothingness or singularity in heaven are equally plausible and mysterious outcomes. Both are also completely beyond comprehension within the human experience since by definition they exist outside of life itself, further justifying the lack of significant evidence to prove either as actual realities.

But perhaps believing in an idea is better than believing in a scientifically supported reality. Josh Wooton, a minister at the LifeChruch of Athens, an avant-garde Christian church that is based on the Baptist denomination, says “Does it take less faith to believe in evolution than God? If we all came from the primordial soup, then where did the soup come from?” He theorizes that there are only a handful of scholars who can understand the creation of the universe through evolution and that it is just as plausible for a divine creator to have been involved. “It takes some kind of faith to believe in evolution,” he says. “The greatest scientists in the world can’t explain where the first piece of matter came from without God.”

University of Georgia theology professor William L. Power says that belief in something should not be based solely on observable evidence. “There’s emotional and moral factors that must be taken into consideration when determining what one is to believe,” he says. “There are several levels to faith: First is to just believe it. Second is to believe on someone else’s authority. Third is to believe because of a personal experience.” To expound on Power’s third level; some people claim to have witnessed supernatural forces. To them, these things are real, but to another person their claims must be justified through credibility. Dr. Power, then suffering from a cold, gave an example: “I’m going to see my doctor tomorrow to get this cold checked out. I trust that, because he has gone to medical school, he is going to give me an accurate assessment. But I would have to go to medical school myself to truly believe what he is saying.” Similarly, Christians trust (have faith) that what the bible is telling them is true based on evidences such as it’s widespread acceptance that lend to its observed credibility.

The communal aspect of church is a large draw for many religious peoples. People yearn for belonging and thus believe in things regardless of their absolute knowledge of them as truths since the belief alone provides them with a sense of belonging and collective comfort. Some atheists would argue that to them it is better to suffer the fear of the unknown in mass than on one’s own. But atheists are not immune to the natural human desire for community; the UGAtheists meet once weekly on campus to discuss philosophical matters regarding life after death and the greater meaning of life, albeit without a god. – Is this truly any different than attending church every Sunday?

In an ideal world all believers would weigh the three evidences equally, but many do not, choosing instead to seal themselves within the confines of dogmatism. Perhaps this is due to laziness, ignorance, fear, or a combination. Regardless, millions of people have died to protect their dogmatic beliefs since the idea of another religion being correct threatens their personal salvation. Furthermore, they fear the idea of death, or nothingness - but those ideas are no more or less tangible than ghosts, UFO’s, sasquatch, or heaven. To humanize these ideas using man-made literature such as the bible and quoran is essentially a fallacy since the idea of god is intended to be beyond human understanding. And yet it is human nature to quest after knowledge and understanding of the unexplainable. “Religion is man’s attempt to understand God,” Josh says. People should never stop trying to understand the natural world or theorizing about the world that awaits them, but it should be done through a veil of personal skepticism, not from behind the blinding mask of dogmatism.


I stood at the
surface
of a frozen pond
and wondered what was inside.
But then I realized
it didn’t matter,
because what’s there
was in my mind.


Sunday, February 19, 2012

Best Anime

  1. Neon Genesis Evangelion
  2. FLCL
  3. Ghost In The Shell
  4. Akira
  5. Claymore
  6. Cowboy Bebop
  7. Vandread
  8. Gurren Lagann
I was going to make this a top ten list, but then my mind drifted and I realized there were only 8 good anime in my mind. These are those eight. Admittedly, I have not completed watching Vandread yet, but up to episode eight I'd have to see it's pretty dang amazing considering how crappy it could have been. I might expand on this and give deeper explanations if my mind cares to catch up with my fingers.

Presently I am supposed to be studying for some Law of Mass Communication test tomorrow (or doing homework assignments related to that class), but I don't really feel motivated in the slightest. Each court case presented by the text book essentially results in split courts unable to make up their mind what constitutes libel or breach of freedom of expression. Everything is up to debate, that's what it amounts to. How am I supposed to give a definitive answer on a homework assignment or a test when there is no right or wrong answer? Moreover, how am I, a measly undergrad Journalism student, supposed to formulate an opinion when so-called experts, supreme court justices, can't agree upon one. It's as if they're all high on capital hill just saying "well yeah I think that's libel." 

"But wait," another justice responds, "blah blah blah blah blah the court system, blah blah blah, original jurisdiction, blah blah blah blah blah, actual malice was not proven, blah blah blah." Make up your minds people so I can make up mine! I just wanna get out of this class, not be the next supreme court justice sitting around philosophizing about whether or not something is protected speech. 

End rant

Thursday, January 6, 2011

EP Review: Manray - I Think I Heard Something...


Manray are a math rock quartet from Athens, GA. Although only having formed in June, they have already created quite a buzz due to frequent performances and a recent tour with local rockers Lazer/Wulf. Comprised of three brothers Ryan, Jordan, and Derek Oliviera, they are completed by guitarist Gene Woolfolk. All members share vocal duties. Their first recorded offering, a four song EP entitled “I Think I heard Something…”, fuses psychedelia, math rock, and indie rock into an amalgam of twisted rhythms, complexly arranged lead lines, and wide dynamic changes.
While some have cited Manray as a “math rock” group, this EP highlights a much more psychedelic sound. Many songs feature sustained feedback, pulsing hand clap rhythms, and airy chord voicings. The title track opens as such with interplaying guitar lines that create deceivingly simple, yet amusing melodies. The vocals consist of a series of distant “woaaah’s”, essentially making the song an instrumental. A tropical and light atmosphere is created by the guitars, but it becomes overpowered by crashing cymbals as the song moves between load and soft sections. Where drums do take over they tend to overshadow the rest of the sounds. Despite this, it is an interesting contrast between soft guitars and harsh drumming.
After a brief bass driven interlude, the third song, “Blue Lights: On,” takes the band to a harder, more metal-oriented sound. The riffs rely heavily on hammer-ons, pull-offs, and quickly ascending runs. The chaotic drum style of Derek Olivia fits better here than on the first song. True vocals and lyrics are introduced as Gene and Ryan alternate throaty screams and more moving clean vocals. The vocals help fill out the texture of the sound which is a bit thin due to lack of rhythm guitar or consistent kick drum. Quick rhythm changes and slippery drum fills help to make the track a highlight of the EP.
The last song, “Burning Bridges”, begins with another hard driving riff which alludes to some metal or punk influences. Unfortunately, this time the vocals seem to fall lackluster, especially in the verses. Their placement in the mix could be culprit, however, I believe they clash too much with the busy riffing. These sections just sound too clustered and the bizarre rhythms detract from having any sort of memorable melody. The clean vocals that follow during the bridge are more successful. They seem to float over the riffs which are less chaotic. More rhythm stops highlighted by harmonized lead guitar lines continue through the song and traditional power chord style rhythms also make an appearance adding to the diverse (at times overwhelming) variety.
The recording quality of the EP is quite primeval. Better compression, overall EQing, and attention to detail and creativity during the mixing stage could’ve brought the songs to life. While a raw, unfiltered sound may work well for a live mix, it doesn’t translate so well to a production quality CD which will be listened to in car stereos, on iPod’s, etc.
[WARNING: Editorial to follow]
As a metal enthusiast I see a need for a certain amount of groove in all music whether it be rock, jazz, or even classical. To me the math rock genre seems to say “Screw the groove. Were gonna play freaky time signatures to show that we’re incredibly competent counters.” While this may not be true of all bands labeled under the genre’s canopy, it does raise a critical question relevant to all genres featuring highly technical musicianship: Where does the line between a lot and too much end? On their first EP, Manray have packed a ton of different ideas into essentially three songs. To me, it is overwhelming and not very well conceived. Their song writing abilities simply have not caught up with their technical proficiency.
Many artists today are turning to strange, call it progressive, musical tones to set their sound apart from the rest. However, in so doing they have established weirdness as a standard. I would like to see Manray set themselves apart from Cinemechanica, Powers, and whoever else they take influence from by being less obviously mathematical. Some subtlety and restraint could help propel this band to their full potential.
Tracklist:
1. I Think I Heard Something…
2. Interlude
3. Blue Lights: On
4. Burning Bridges

Monday, December 13, 2010

Live Concert Review: Marriage at Lamar Dodd Art School

Local Progressive Sludge band Marriage have played in some form for nearly seven years. Led by frontman Josh Wootton, they have consistently featured Ted on bass and Brent Blalock on drums. Over the summer they added local guitar virtuoso Bryan Aiken of Lazer/Wulf and 'Powers to make them a four piece. Their sound has evolved much to becoming less acoustic and more riff based. Live, the songs are much more distorted and intense than on the bands previous three recordings. The show they put on in the Lamar Dodd Art School's main foyer on the UGA Campus was a short term farewell performance. "The band will take some time off," Josh said, "for around three months or so after this."

After a small but dedicated crowd of people had formed, Bryan began playing a dissonant chord rhythm on a twelve string acoustic as he followed Josh who was singing a soulful melody. They strolled up the stairs directly behind where the band was set up and continued to play through the halls of the Art School. Soon there after, Ted emerged with a big blue upright bass which he started to slap an accompanying rhythm on. Brent joined in with brushes on his snare. Ted began to wander as well, and both groups of musicians came and went from the main performance area a couple times. After about five minutes, they came together in the foyer to finish the song.

Their electric set began with an unrecognizable number, probably a new song or a old one that'd been rewritten. Despite the inaudibility of most vocals due to an underpowered PA, their performance was gripping and strong. The riffs seemed especially heavy and I especially enjoyed the song which included the lyrics "land, beast, food!!" screamed multiple times and followed by a slick descending riff. Bryan Aiken did his typical poses and other stage mannerisms as Ted fell to the floor multiple times from the heaviness of the music. Brent's facial expressions as he slammed groove's was like a possessed demon of otherworldly fascination. Josh's performance too was a highlight, as always. He screamed his soulful howl and yet delicately moved the audience with his passion.

The performance was particularly "artsy"- befitting of the venue. The band performed on a large mat of Flagpole Magazines which were taped together at the seams. Most notably were the three square plywood platforms which held clusters of seven receptacles for light bulbs to screw into. One was positioned in front, and the others lined the sides of their Flagpole mat. Between songs they gave bulbs to audience members who screwed them in to light up. By the last song all the bulbs shone in unison like small burning fires. As the set ended, Josh sang into the microphone that same haunting melody and lyric which he'd sang as they were roaming the halls an hour earlier. Then the members of the band took hammers and began smashing the light bulbs. In the final act of their set, Brent smashed a bulb affixed next to his cymbal with a  drum stick.

Marriage are great performers with good song writing skills- thats a hard combo to find. Unfortunately, they have not received the attention of other local acts such as Reptar or Venice Is Sinking. A somewhat erratic schedule of shows and unsolidified membership has until now prevented them from gaining notoriety, but I believe that in their current line-up they have the potential to create even more great music and to explore new sonic realms not before discovered.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Poetry: President of Tar

President of Tar

Damn this tar slick
Germany tomorrow
Apologize to those bastards as well.
Then Japan,
comfort with words there
Why not?
Covers up the burning inside my chest,
like milk over a hot wax candle.

Metal grille bulbs
on short black sticks beg up at
me. Greedy sows at feeding
time.

Before, I was
in the air above zero-point,
chopper blades beat air into mush,
blue on top and bottom… with some black.
A muffled whurr.
Birds
White
Why do I care?
Afterall, I’m not
aware. I sleep on greenbacks.

I’ll burn it off.
Forty foot flames from thirty seven platforms.
Creatures of the sky now will
die. Instead of those beneath waves.
Suck that money
from a million years past.
Harvest the Earth for all its
Worth.

Pipes
prick her like a thousand needles in a Japanese salon.
Make love through her crust.
Deliver me what I’m owed,
then Close the door on your way out.

I’ll rape those reptiles,
the ones that gave their bodies
so I can do 190
in my Corsa Red Ferrari.
Maintain a collection of
140 Nikes.
Have a house built around Kohler faucets.

I want my mile long
landing strip
for a VIP jet with crystal windows and a little golden statue
of myself on its nose.
I want my towers breathing smoke.
I want Horizon pumping juice.

Hello news camera.
“Let me start off by saying,
I’m sorry.”


I originally wrote this as a creative writing assignment. It went through various stages of revisions before I settled on this version. At the time, the BP oil spill was hot in the news, and public sentiment towards the company's president was very poor. Ultimately, previous to my writing of this piece, he resigned. I envisioned this less as a political poem, and more as a character study. Certainly the President of BP isn't this evil, but what if he was? That was the basis for this poem. 

Poetry: From A Journal

It was a Sunday wrecked by rain
and the howl of my neighbor’s miniature
poodle who thought he was a German shepherd.
I found a yellowed journal in the cellar.

A lost toy was dropped down forty years
ago to a grass patch in this cellar.
The blue hair mold rabbit pawed until it had
invaded Jeremiah’s cellar.

This place of grey stones encircled is Stonehenge –
they call it. Have your merry dances around
a “monument” used by sellers.

Green acacia tree’s blossoms fall down on the Shogun’s palace
in mornings of Fall. Frantic children run about
as they are freed from its cellar.

Dust trodden path baked brown
by the sun
carries carts and horse
through my master’s city.
A militant bursts in.
Finds what he needs in the cellar.

American Revolution of blue and red
smothered in smoke from guns.
I remember before, when we’d gather
to play games and drink ‘til dawn in my cellar.

This morning we run forty miles
to what were our father’s hunting grounds.
For lunch is turned milk from a hollowed bull’s horn
kept clean in the hut’s dug-out cellar.

Our clothes are stained in lead from
shooting Ruger pistols too early
this morning. Hope we didn’t wake any Semite’s
still hiding after War in the cellar.

Whatever. You picked your road
now pave it as I lock up in the rain.
Tax dollars by the million sent to reconstruct
our nest now a defunct cellar.

Avoid conquest laughed the dirty man
to my even filthier wife
preparing for sex
as I cowered helpless in a four foot by eight cellar.

Do the dance. Do it NOW!
We won’t leave until I see the twisty-Twist!
Cyclone squabbles all about my head. Nice to see you
teddy bear coiled in the cellar.

The chemo pushed follicles up
from her scalp and took the place of her
skins pigments. I closed my book
of thoughts kept sealed by vice in the cellar.


Originally written for my Creative Writing class in the Summer of 2010, this was a Ghazal style poem at first, but it has since been modified for flow.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Interview: NY Transcendental Black Metalist's Liturgy


After a show at Farm 255, I sat down with drummer Greg Fox and guitarist Hunter Hunt-Hendrix of the Transcendental Black Metal band Liturgy.

Brad: Hi guys, good to meet you. You put on a very interesting show tonight.

Hunter: Thanks man. It’s good to meet you.

Brad: So I noticed a lot of your merchandise has the term “Transcendental Black Metal” printed on it. Can you explain to me what this is as opposed to “regular” Black Metal.

Greg: For me Black Metal was always a really negative term. When I was a kid I used to love the sound of it and the intensity, but I didn’t want to play music that was so dark.

Hunter: Yeah it’s a very mystical type of music. In a way all music is transcendental, but for us, Black Metal is just a way of becoming closer to nature and achieving a sort of mystical ecstasy.

Brad: In your set you played two songs, I believe the third and last, which were very different from the rest. They seemed a lot slower and focused more on riffing than blast beats.

Hunter: Yeah those are new ones we played. Our new stuff is longer and more repetitive. We're trying to hypnotize listener's with the riff.

Brad: So your new record is going to be a lot different from the older ones?

Hunter: Yes. We can’t keep doing the same formula on each album. I mean, the super intense stuff works well for a while, but we need to move on.

Brad: And you have a new album in the works now?

Hunter: Yeah, we've got songs we are working on for a new album.

Brad: So do you guys enjoy touring and writing music full time?

Hunter: Oh yeah, totally. Playing and the creative process are two separate things though, but we enjoy them both.