2025: agosto
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Holy ghost, I’m on fire. Holy spirit. I’m on fire.
Now, it’s starting to resonate with more people. In the past few blogs, I’ve written about how quickly the year is passing us by. Fact check me, but I think I’ve been feeling this way since May. Actually, I just checked, and I definitely didn’t mention it in May, or June. Anyway, my point is that I’ve heard people in my atmosphere talking about how they can’t believe it’s already August, and I’m with them. 2025 is cooking.
Back to School
Nothing makes time move more quickly than a school year ending and another beginning. It’s only a couple of months between those two moments, but each signify another step in a child’s life. At that age, the difference between one year and the next is significant. Parents are left dazed and confused with the speed at which their children’s lives move. Their babbling and stumbling around, learning how to talk and walk one minute, and their shooting you dirty looks and smelling like a farm animal the next minute.
The wife and kiddos went back to school earlier this month, and the tranquility of a summer schedule was whisked away with the school bus. Another year in middle school for one kiddo and elementary school for another. Another year of laughter and stress and likely some tears for my wife, a first grade teacher. We prayed for safety and growth and joy for this school year, and we’ll keep on praying for that until the first day of summer break.
Hot Media
Two outstanding pieces of media dropped into the world this past month.
Weapons
First, Weapons made noise at the box office. It was another creepy horror flick by Zach Cregger, the director responsible for the gnarliest breast-feeding scene ever in a non-pornographic film. If you saw Barbarian, you know what’s up. Good movie, but it takes an odd turn in the second act. Modern horror movies like to hit you with a twist like this, the more traumatic the better. Barbarian had that. It was grotesque, but it was also funny. Weapons is about the effect a traumatic event has on different people’s lives. It is gruesome and chilling, and it’s the best of Cregger’s two movies. Well made, well-acted, worth your time, and just in time because Spooky Season is hiding around the corner.
private music
The other piece of media that captured my attention this month was Deftones new album, private music. I’m a bit out of touch with what the whippersnappers consider cool, but apparently a good number of them have been fueling the resurgence of alt-rock. I had put that on nostalgia, and the fact that there isn’t any good rock music coming out these days, so we all went back to the bangers of our teenage years in the 90s, but it’s also these young motherfuckers out here vibing to down tuned guitars.
Deftones, a lot like Nas, have put out most of their best work this century. private music isn’t as good as Ohms, their previous album, and it’s not better than my favorite Deftones album, Koi No Yokan, but it rips. I’m a big fan of the lead track, “…my mind is a mountain”. I also like “milk of the Madonna”. It’s fair to say, and I’ve seen it been said, that private music lacks a sonic identity. “It sounds generic,” is what I’ve read, and I agree with that. However, private music is just enough of a late summer push to get through the dogs days. Deftones sound good on this record even if it doesn’t quite hit like some of their previous work.
Saturday Night Special
Episodes 56 through 59 dropped. Thank you to the folks out there watching it. Somehow, I’ve hit the thousand hours of watch time with these five-minute videos, which is truly incredible. Wait. What’s that? Oh, it’s only ten hours. That’s a bit different.
Check out the page right here for quick access to all episodes.
