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Thursday, June 30th

Techno!


ok so the last 3 days i have been busy with a project inspired by Nancy and my last trip to the gallery hop. There was a guy there playing techno stuff through rather large loudspeakers out on the street and i couldn't help but notice that Nancy was moving to the beat. Sure enough when i asked it turns out that she does like the stuff. So I recorded 3 "songs" (i guess that's what you call them) and dedicated them to her:

Nanite Invasion
Blue Thing
Flange Thing

Nanite invasion is the best one IMO. It was the first one i recorded and i was more inspired than when i did the last 2. If you only have time to listen to one- listen to it.



Monday, June 27th

True Love


Fred is using his vacation time this week, working in his studio on techno disco music for me, thats true love! :laugh2:




wealth- at what cost?


from an Bruderhof.com article:

Many statistical measures of social connectedness—voting in elections, joining political movements, writing letters to editors, participating in civic and social organizations, belonging to labor unions, attending church, visiting in other peoples’ homes, etc.—indicate that Americans are only about half as socially interconnected today as in the 1950s. Another set of statistics shows the likely consequences of this growing disconnectedness. Dramatic increases in per capita expenditures for law enforcement, prisons, lawyers, and courts reflect a nation increasingly unable to resolve personal conflicts. Dramatic increases in suicides, clinical depression, and malaise, including headaches, indigestion, and sleeplessness are the logical physical symptoms of growing personal isolation. Each generation of Americans reaching adulthood since the 1960s has indicated they are less satisfied with life, less happy, than the previous generation.

This growing disconnectedness and unhappiness is not merely a coincidence with America’s increasing wealth. The means we chose for our pursuit of wealth was industrial economic development... In the early stages, industrialization brings people together, as they learn to cooperate and share work, carrying out tasks more efficiently working together than alone. Beyond the early stages, however, it becomes more efficient to coordinate activities through markets, rather than through personal relationships. Specialized producers begin to buy and sell standardized products, working for others or hiring workers, rather than working together on collaborative economic ventures. Beyond this point, relationships are defined by transactions and contracts rather than by shared interests and commitments. One such relationship is readily exchanged for another, depending on the economic benefits. Personal caring and connectedness are sacrificed to achieve greater economic efficiency.




Wednesday, June 22nd

Which Political Party?


Everybody's doin' it, doin' it...

Here's my results from QuizFarm's What Political Party Do Your Beliefs Put You In? test:

Anarchism 100%
Green 92%
Socialist 67%
Democrat 58%
Communism 33%
Republican 25%
Nazi 8%
Fascism 0%

hummm... no big surprises here.



Monday, June 20th

Happy Birthday to me....


Tomorrow, June 21st is my birthday. I don't usually think of my birthday as special, in fact, I usually avoid any celebration at all. I'm sure that comes from some messed up incident in my childhood, but whatever reason, I try not to make a big deal about it, until this year. I got the following article in my email and it really spoke to me, therefore, I share it with you, and I say, Happy Birthday To Me! :cheer:


A Tribute To Life
Celebrating Birthdays
The advent of a new year of life is acknowledged by people in ways as different as the people themselves. Birthdays can be a source of joy, but also a cause of anxiety. When we turn six or thirteen, achieving another year feels like an accomplishment, while celebrations in honor of later years are often seen as unnecessary. But every year of life has brought with it new wisdom, learning experiences, and changes, making one's thirty-first year no less a milestone than one's thirtieth. Your birthday may come and go each year celebrated but not treasured, because you don't look forward to having to shoulder another year of age or can't muster up the enthusiasm for a sincere celebration. All birthdays, however, are important and can be a cause for joy, if you look upon them with a reflective eye and a mind toward the blessings the future will bring.

Birth is a miracle and, as such, celebrating the anniversary of a birth is natural and holds spiritual and psychological significance. Almost all cultures mark the anniversary of a person's birth, though the rituals and traditions differ. The profound meaning of birthdays is often cemented when we are young, and the day is imbued with fun by our parents. As we grow older, that meaning can change, and can sometimes become negative. We begin to associate birthdays with aging or what we have not yet accomplished. But a shift in perspective can revitalize birthdays as a reason for celebration. Celebrating a birthday acknowledges the progress you have made, the blessings you have received, and the goals you have achieved in the past twelve months. If you prefer to celebrate a birthday alone, you can use the time to reflect on your life, and how special it has been.

It isn't how you celebrate a birthday that imbues it with meaning, but the fact that you honor the coming of a new year of life as a positive event, brimming with new experiences to be had. An entire lifetime can pass in the blink of an eye, but every new birthday is a chance to give fresh tribute to that life.




Sunday, June 19th

Father's day gifts


Nancy and I have been out shopping for some of our friends who are fathers. Here is what we have so far:

John McCollum: jar of instant coffee and package of tofu dogs
Mark Kehlmeyer: Indigo Girls CD
Teddy Dellesky: lots of bling
Jeff Cannell: McDonald's gift certificates
Grant Wentzel: autographed picture of Karl Rove
Michael Gallaugher: brand new ukelele with nylon strings
Doug Buckley: bag of hair ties in assorted colors
Andy Freuchtnicht: new chain for his saw
Andy Whitman: dance lessons and Aveda hair mousse



Thursday, June 16th

conversation between my daughter and a sales clerk


clerk: may i help you?
anya: i'm looking for a really really big beer
clerk: uhhhhh...
anya: it's for my dad
clerk: oh, i see. has he tried "arrogant bastard"?
anya: i don't know, but it sounds quite appropriate. i'll take one.



Tuesday, June 14th

Soooo Satisfying


There is something incredibly satisfying about making a house a home, even if its rental property. I have really enjoyed our home since we moved here in December. Its such a cozy place and is so condusive to our lifestyle, but alas, spring came, and my satisfaction waned as the new crop of weeds and over grown bushes sprang to life. For the last two days I have fervishly been pruning bushes, pulling weeks and basically re-landscaping the front of our place. I have begged my landlord to remove the awful bushes that have overtaken the front of the house, to no avail, so I took matters into my own hands, and the hands of Andy Freuch...Freunic..ummm..Freuc..oh heck, you know the guy with the chainsaw :laugh2:. Fred took his day off yesterday and busted up concrete to make a couple flower bed walls and a neighbor gave us cinder blocks to make planters for our steps, and well, the end result is clearly a transformation. Every single one of our neighbors has thanked us for cleaning the place up! Speaking of neighbors, I think they were all so glad to see things done because we had a pleuthera of loans in the form of shovels, rakes, pick axes, prunning clippers, tampers, and wheel barrels..we are truly blessed with a great sense of neighbors. Anyway, I have to get gravel, topsoil, and flowers to complete the project, but please, please, do come by and take a look..we'll actually be able to see you coming now! We've got some chilled white wine and iced coffee for your front porch enjoyment! Its such a good feeling when it all comes together and feels more like home. I now have a LARGE amount of brush available if anyone wants it for kindling.

My knee has healed well, or is healing well. Hematoma is gone, just a little swelling now, and a bruise. I'm venturing back on my bike tonight for a trip to the library.

Its been a good couple days, and after this cold front goes through, I'll be a happy camper! Life is good




Sunday, June 12th

listening to...


john prine- souvenirs
black swans- who will walk in the darkness with you
fred kohn- peaceful home
seals and crofts- diamond girl
jethro tull- M. U.

I've noticed that the musically cool at my church post short blogs which are nothing more than a list of what they're currently listening to- no explanation or comment included. In my attempt to be cool i'm doing the same thing- half way. In my youth i always imagined that there was a rather lengthy list of unwritten, unspoken rules that the cool people must follow, and that i would never be cool because i didn't know what these rules were. To imagine that i would ever be cool was too much to think because the first in this lengthy list of rules was that the cool people would never let on as to what these rules were, so those of us that didn't know the rules never had a chance. Now that i am older i know better but somehow i feel that i am violating a rule of coolness if i actually explained why i'm listening to this stuff that i've listed here.

Oh well.

The last two in my list are a part of the rather large amount of vinyl i've bought over the past couple of weeks. Nancy says that i am trying to recapture my youth, which is only half true. The other half of the equation is that with the completion of Peaceful Home i've been feeling a bit of musical ennui. I'm wondering if i go back to the music that first captured my ear and my heart if i can get a handle on why this is so. This involves rebuilding my original music collection to the extent possible/practicable.

They say "you can't go back again" and this is certainly true. To redo the experience i'd need something closer to my original equipment: the advent bookshelf speakers or the infinity column II's. And a turntable without a speed problem fitted with an audiophile cartridge. The cartridge that i have is actually rather decent but the technics SL-23 turntable has a problem keeping a steady speed which is sometimes a problem. maybe back in the late 70's when they made this puppy SL stood for "servo-lock" but today it stands for "sounds lousy."

So one thing i'm learning is that my desire to be cool certainly influenced the kinds of albums i bought. i remember back in my mid teens buying an album by Al Kooper. I had mistaken him for Alice Cooper. It took me a while to figure out that while Alice Cooper was definitely considered cool, nobody in my peer group considered Al Kooper to be cool. I suppose i should have been able to figure this out, seeing as he was in the 44 cent rack.

So i thought it would be therapeutic to rebuild the history of music i actually thought was cool, as opposed to music that i bought/listened to just because i thought the cool people liked it.

1970-1971 (12-13 years old)- couldn't stop listening to my beethoven piano sonata tape. wore it out. it had the moonlight, pathetique, and appassionata sonatas.

1972-1973 (14-15) a lot of jethro tull. especially loved "passion play"

1974-1975 (16-17) ah, high school. i liked the allman brothers (although i would have died if my friends found out) and seals and crofts.

1976-1979 (18-21) hey, this is when i learned to play guitar. it was all about neil young and bob dylan.

1980-1983 (22-25) interesting time, hard to dissect. i was going to music school and learning music history, but listening to all kinds of stuff. even traditional indian ragas and edgar varese.

So the journey back has been somewhat enlightening. None of these bands hit me in quite the same way as they did years ago. This is an example of a lyric that i thought was really something back in the day, but doesn't turn me on so much today:

Oh Ruby Jean, last night I dreamed I was runnin' somewhere beyond the stars.
I called out to you, and you answered softly.
You are the children's eyes, and I'm the days gone by.
Oh Ruby Jean, it doesn't seem like a long, long time, since we were born again.
Into the dazzling light, uniting black and white.
You are the rich brown earth, and I'm the flowers that grow.


Of course, seals and crofts wrote stuff that even back then i recognized as insipid:

Diamond Girl, now that I've found you, it's about you that I am, whoah.

I've lost none of my respect for jethro tull, though. If anything, some of the lyrics seem deeper:

I have one foot in the graveyard and the other on the bus,
and the passengers do trample each other in the rush.
And the chicken hearted lawman is throwing up his fill
to see the kindly doctor to pass the super pill.
Well, I'm going down, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.
Well, I'm on my way, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.

Well I've tried my best to love you all,
all you hypocrites and whores,
with your eyes on each other and the locks upon your doors.
Well you drowned me in the fountain of life and I hated you
for living while I was dying, we were all just passing through
Well, I'm going down, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.
Well, I'm on my way, three cheers for Doctor Bogenbroom.


and of course this seems just as relevant in 2005 as it did in the vietnam era:

Jesus saves- well he'd better save himself
From the gory glory seekers who use his name in death


misccellanea:

mom has asked me to perform "In the Sweet Bye and Bye" for grandpa's memorial service in Columbus. Google tells me that Johnny Cash has done a version of it and i need to look that up.

last weekend we did the gallery hop. Now i can say "been there done that." But i did discover that my wife has a secret passion for techno-pop. So while i'm waiting for the money to come in to pay for "Peaceful Home" i can explore a side of my synthesizer that i've left untouched these many years and make a little disk for her.

the reason i'm listening to the john prine is that a patron on the ol' route burned me a copy. She thought that since john was a mailman and i am a mailman i would appreciate his music better. interesting theory.

Nancy noted while i was dancing to some bland 60's or 70's tune that not only am i getting in touch with the feelings of my youth, i'm getting in touch with the dorkiness of my youth.



Friday, June 10th

A hard day


Today was tough..I fell in the alley next to our house. The toe of my sandal got caught on a peice of the concrete and down I went, and I went hard! I was freaked about landing on my left knee, the one that had the surgery and has no cartiledge to protect it, so I shifted my fall to the right and landed right on that knee instead. I look like I have two knee caps. I iced and elevated it for about 3 hours and it only looked worse. Then the pain started, and my veins were buldging, so I called John at Element and he drove me to Riverside ER (thank you John!!). X-rays and a couple hours later, and I am released with a hematoma that the doctor claims is the biggest one he has seen that did not involve a break or chip in the bone, a brace from hip to mid-calf, a pair of crutches, and a script for percocet :rolleyes2: I'm told I can expect my entire lower leg to turn black and blue, its a good thing I like those colors. Then Fred and I had a little exchange of words tonight, and I am feeling like crap in this dang heat and throbbing pain. Its not been a good night at all, and now its 12:27 AM and I am wide awake despite taking two tylenol pm's.

My son stopped by and brought us an album to listen to, and it rocked! Its an italian group called Rhapsody, I think Jake called it fantasy metal. It reminded me a little of celtic music only with a metal tone, if that makes sense. the voices are definately opera trained, and the album is just really cool. I plan to listen to the whole album tomorrow. Jake is such a neat kid.

My other son, Chad came over too. He brought a little TV for me to watch while I'm laid up, which, according to the doc, should be about 3-5 days, we'll see about that. I feel a little guilty about the TV. Ours broke earlier this week and we said, no more TV, but dang, you can only read so much at one time, and I won't be biking anytime soon for fun. I'm so incredibly mad about being incapciated right now. We have family coming in town for the weekend for a memorial service on Saturday for Freds grandfather, and its just never a good time to be laid up anyway. Chads a cool kid too, I love both my boys dearly, and my daughter too.

well, I've had a good cry, and I have blogged about my day, so enough of the pity party....sorry, just had to vent, its been a rotten day




Monday, June 6th

Life with no air....



This is the first time Fred and I have lived in a house with no central air conditioning in the whole 22 years we have been married. Its not too bad yet. We do have a window unit in our room, so sleeping is fine,but there is no way in hell I am turning on the oven to cook dinner! I think we will be eating a lot of cold salad type dishes this summer and raw veggies and fruit. We did get a new furnace though blush I don't suppose we will be using that for some time to come yet.

I found a trailer for my bike at a garage sale. I had seen these trailers on the internet, but did not bother investigating them beyond the $300-$400 price tag *oui*! Its really the kind I wanted though cause its like a storage bin on wheels, well, one wheel, in the back of the bin. It has a lid that can be locked when needed to keep your belongings safe. I went to the Clintonville co-op this morning to shop and was able to get over 70 bucks worth of grocerys in the trailer! (which after 10% off for member appreciation day and some Clintonville bucks I had, only came to about 55 bucks) Oh, I only paid 100 bucks for this trailer at the garage sale, and the guy there even switched out my axle for me so I could trail it home..not a bad deal at all! I rigged up a clothes basket with a pillow and a couple harness type clips and I threw it in the trailer and "voila" a doggie buggie! They love to ride in it and its a blast to take them out. We did a lot of garage saling on Saturday. Fred loaded himself up with a few more albums, and I have to admit, its been fun listening to SOME of them! Life is good, depsite an unforseen, unfortunate circumstance that came up last Friday, and the nasty summer cold I seem to have passed on to Fred

I love Fred... :coorie:



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Saturday, June 4th

"those that hate America"


Ever since i discarded the pop-christian end time theologies that involve a 7 year tribulation period preceded by a rapture of the church, i haven't been able to stop reading the book of Revelation. Suddenly that book, which seemed hopelessly convoluted and difficult in the "light" of what the "experts" were saying about it seemed suddenly clear and profound.

So I couldn't help thinking about the 13th chapter of that book when i read this on John McCollum's blog:

WASHINGTON (AP) - President Bush called a human rights report "absurd" for criticizing the United States' detention of terrorist suspects at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, and said Tuesday the allegations were made by "people who hate America."

"It's absurd. It's an absurd allegation. The United States is a country that promotes freedom around the world," Bush said of the Amnesty International report that compared Guantanamo to a Soviet-era gulag.


The central figures of Revelation 13 are two beasts. The second beast, it is reported, builds an image of the first beast and puts to death all that refuse to worship this image. Recently, i have been thinking that if a biblical writer could see the modern day statue of liberty, the immediate impression would be that it was an immense idol. As i thought about this further, i couldn't help but notice that Liberty is dressed very much like a Roman goddess, with the robe, torch, helmet and all. As I was researching the origin of this statue, I found some interesting things. First of all, the designer of the statue was inspired in large part by the image of the Roman goddess Libertas. This site had some interesting information on this goddess:

The Roman Republic built a temple to Libertas, the Goddess of Liberty, on Aventine Hill, and her face appeared on the denarius silver coin -- according to the Bible, the denarius was a day's pay for a laborer. Historian Nancy Jo Fox explained, "the Goddess of Liberty appeared in art as a robed female holding a scepter, indicating sovereignty over herself, with a liberty-loving cat at her feet alongside a broken jug (shattered symbol of confinement) and crowned by Phrygian cap, the pilleus libertatis, bestowed upon slaves when granted freedom."

Prior to the establishment of the statue of liberty as the symbol of the American system, there existed a figure known as Columbia. She had a lot of the same features as Lady Liberty. I found some interesting information on this occult site

(Washington, Jefferson, and Franklin) saw "America" as a kind of magickal future for the human race, when the archetypes that had been mediated by King and Church would be democratically available to all citizens. This would in fact create, if successful, a kind of psychic protection against "tyranny." No king or demagogue could grab the symbolic current of a freely archetypal democracy and make it subservient to his will.

To that end, the goddess Columbia was created. The creation of a divine archetype is a very high-level magickal affair that is not undertaken lightly. Yet, that's just what these three magicians, with help from a few others, actually did.

In the late 18th and early 19th century, a stream of images crystallized the goddess form into "Columbia." The ideas that animated her can best be seen by her attributes, that is the objects or symbols that are displayed with her. She is most often shown with an eagle, broken chains and pottery, a cornucopia, images of George Washington, a laurel wreath, a liberty pole and cap, a liberty tree, an olive branch, a rattlesnake, a shield and a stone tablet. The statue of Columbia behind the speaker's chair in the house of representatives is a fine example. In this
one we see the Eagle, and on the other side a snake coiled around a Greek column.

Columbia is not a Greek or Roman goddess, although she borrowed a few attributes when she needed them, but a consciously created god-form archetype inserted into the mass consciousness of the country at its founding. She now stands, 19 feet tall, atop the Capital dome gazing to the west toward the Djed/obelisk of the Washington Monument.


Disclamer: I don't believe that Washington, Franklin, and Jefferson conciously set about to create a uniquely American goddess. Nor do I believe that GWB or the US is "the big A." But i do find it all very interesting as it relates to Revelation 13. I understand the first beast to be what we would call today "the state." The second beast is "state religion." This fits very nicely with the Bush quote. Our national religion worships the goddess of Liberty. The second beast in Revelation 13 puts to death all that refuse to worship her. These days that would "those that hate America" as Bush puts it.



Friday, June 3rd

An interesting week....


Well, its been an interesting week for me. I started a new job last Thursday. A small part time office job at an insurance agency on High St, just south of Henderson. I like it ok, but I certainly have learned a lot about myself. First off, three years of not working outside the home has me spoiled! Getting back into the routine will take some time. At this stage of my life, I'd much rather be doing "meaningful work" as opposed to corp. business work. This will do for now and to get me back into the work force, but I don't see it as long term work. Second, I'm greatly bothered by the lack of recycling at the office. They throw away an INCREDIBLE amount of paper, and it truly pains me to see such waste! Perhaps when I have been there a while, I can suggest implimenting a recycling program there. Third, it also bothers me to see someone not giving an honest days work, and I'll leave that comment at that, for the sake of not gossiping. I got sick the day I started, and have been sick with a yucky summer cold, thanks to my daughter! I think Wednesday was the worst day though. I was having an "I feel stupid day"! It started out when I got on the bus and I ran my bus pass backwards in the thingy you run it through. The bus driver looked at me and said, "it'll work a hell of a lot better if you turn it around". Then at work I just was not getting this insurance program I have to use, so the woman training me said, "ok, lets make you a cheat sheet!" I swear, after three years at home, I have brain mush! It'll take a while to get all the pistons to fire again! But all in all, I am enjoying a new routine, I really like the people I work with, I am enjoying getting out of the house, (much to my surprise), and of course, I will enjoy the automatic deposit to our savings account that starts next week :grin2:

We got a new furnace installed in our house today, and the first time they fired it up, a lot of old black soot came flying out of the registers. Our old furnace was one of those HUGE monstrosities that used to burn coal, converted to gas and was gravity heat. Our heating bill for Feb was....$647.00!!! Thats more than we pay for rent! I quickly made a call to our landlord and she agreed to FINALLY replace the relic. She's was not very happy about doing it, but come on, talk about waste and expence! Anyway, I know what I will be doing sometime over the weekend.... :angry2:... cleaning soot! I will not let it interupt my plans with Fred on Saturday though...the Arts Festival and the Gallery Hop! yea!! Its Freds weekend off, and we actually have plans for an outing!wooohooo!!

Another thing I have noticed this past week..I LOVE NOT HAVING A CAR! oh, and our TV broke too, so no more TV in our house! I don't think we are going to replace it.

Its late and I am tired....and God is good :cool2: