A Hiatus

Vacation apparently does something for me when it comes to new posts.

I noticed a friend of mine added a song as a favorite on Pandora the other day... or rather, I noticed on Facebook that a friend had noted a song in Pandora's add on... whatever.

Tonight, although I need to head to bed, I'm going to talk about this song...

The band is called Cartel. The song is called "The Minstrel's Prayer."

and all these stupid silly songs
keep trying to catch your ear
i'm trying desperately
it's just so hard to persevere
and even if you listened
i never had much to say
cause it's the same old song
i've written for the day

shelter me oh genius words
just give me strength
just to pen these things
and give me peace to well her wings
and oh carry on all you
minstrels of the world
we will catch our ladies ear
we will win for us the girl

all these minstrels through the ages
that is really all we are
simply singing for the girl
that makes us try so very hard
to craft the perfect limerick
to wield unending woe
to write such silly songs
and the difference never know

shelter me oh genius words
just give me strength
just to pen these things
and give me peace to well her wings
and oh carry on all you
minstrels of the world
we will catch our ladies ear
we will win for us the girl

and i'll hold on to the dream
of this beggar's plea and
optimistic fantasy
just hold the hand and drop the knee
you're facing love
you're embracing melody

shelter me oh genius words
just give me strength
just to pen these things
and give me peace to well her wings
and oh carry on all you
minstrels of the world
we will catch our ladies ear
we will win for us the girl

and oh carry on, oh carry
on all you minstrels of
the world
we will catch our ladies ear
we will win for us the girl

I tried to find the song for you to listen along, but had no luck. You could probably get a good idea on iTunes, though.

First off, I love the kick drum.

Okay, moving on.

The thought that this song gave me is mimicry. We've probably all seen children try to do things exactly like their parents. I remember trying to push our lawnmower when I was little. I could only reach the cross brace, and that didn't have the kind of leverage one needs to push a mower.

So, anyway, back to mimicry. The minstrel. He writes and sings to win her heart.

But where did he learn? What is it that he copies?

I would put forward the notion that the minstrel is trying to be like the Father. The Father has written a beautiful song to win his girl. He has humbled himself. He has sung the song for her.

We are her. It is for us to face love and embrace His melody.

He still sings.

The lyrics still resonate.

Father, catch your lady's ear,
Win for us, the girl.