<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308</id><updated>2012-01-08T22:50:22.042-08:00</updated><category term='Manna from heaven'/><category term='Faster'/><category term='Mayday Parade'/><category term='Matt Nathanson'/><category term='PCH'/><category term='summer and girlfriend'/><category term='Gone in the Morning'/><category term='Newton Faulkner'/><category term='Miserable At Best'/><title type='text'>The Mark of Dane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1677474535768768</id><published>2012-01-08T22:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:50:22.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Gonna Brag, But...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_Qvu5g4iqXQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1677474535768768?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1677474535768768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-not-gonna-brag-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1677474535768768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1677474535768768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-not-gonna-brag-but.html' title='I&apos;m Not Gonna Brag, But...'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_Qvu5g4iqXQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-7507151705589594002</id><published>2011-12-09T18:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T21:46:56.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES-S-S, It's Christmas! (SSS: December 11)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tpHspFzQWnE/TuQ_Smaq-pI/AAAAAAAAAvw/FM_fzy6MFCk/s1600/475457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tpHspFzQWnE/TuQ_Smaq-pI/AAAAAAAAAvw/FM_fzy6MFCk/s400/475457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought it only appropriate that I make the last Sunday School Soundtrack of the year extra special. With that said, let me explain a little about what I've done. For the "Yuletide Edition" of SSS, I have collected not five, but 10 of my favorite holiday runes to warm the cockles of your inner ears. On top of that (well, more to the side of that), I've given you the gift of convenience by including a QR code with a link to here, my blog. To sweeten the deal even more, I will be providing you with a link at the end of all of this to my Grooveshark playlist, "That Gingerbread Feeling," which includes all of the songs in the YESSS! plus about 20 more musical snacks.&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;So without further delay, much like the Magi of old offered their best to the Christ child, I offer you my best this pre-Christmas night. Enjoy.&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J7qFQa1eGlg"&gt;All I Want For Christmas Is You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Dave Barnes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;Bring a Torch, Jeannette, Isabella&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Peter Breinholt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;The First Noel&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Aaron Neville&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Sister Hazel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBFoQUdsU5Y"&gt;It Came Upon a Midnight Clear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Aaron Neville&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kw8wxv_sFMg"&gt;Jingle Bells&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Smokey Robinson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_PTnPSN8Rjw"&gt;Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer Mambo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Billy May and His Orchestra&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eg4ys5whesE"&gt;Santa Claus Is Coming To Town&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Bruce Springsteen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BxIuPEouEIM"&gt;Sleigh Ride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;The Ronettes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ga-qd5FYUjA"&gt;What Christmas Means To Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Stevie Wonder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;There it is my dear students. Thank you for a remarkable 12 months of SSSs, occasional visual aids (when I remembered to use them) and themed treats. I've enjoyed every lesson and every moment spent with you. It's been quite a year. Here's to an adventurous 2012!&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;Oh, I almost forgot, click &lt;a href="http://grooveshark.com/#/playlist/That+Gingerbread+Feeling/63704937"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for the link to my grooveshark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-7507151705589594002?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/7507151705589594002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/12/yes-s-s-its-christmas-sss-december-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7507151705589594002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7507151705589594002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/12/yes-s-s-its-christmas-sss-december-11.html' title='YES-S-S, It&apos;s Christmas! (SSS: December 11)'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tpHspFzQWnE/TuQ_Smaq-pI/AAAAAAAAAvw/FM_fzy6MFCk/s72-c/475457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-134037155307037628</id><published>2011-11-13T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:55:12.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday School Soundtrack: Nov. 13</title><content type='html'>Okay, let's talk music. I love the list today. I am hoping you love it as well.&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;Here is it, in the flesh:&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Entrain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;Into the Mystic&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Van Morrison&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;The LIttle Things&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Carlos Bertonatti&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm Still Here (Jim's Theme)&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;John Rzeznik&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;b&gt;Holding Out For A Hero&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Ella Mae Bowen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5j-BafgCdFM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;I know the video is lousy, but the song is great. Normally I'm a big proponent for dancing while listening to music, but I kind of hate the crowd in this video--a little too hippy for me.&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="391" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gVAnlke_xUY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;I'm not going to lie. I think Van Morrison is one of the best song writers ever. I love this song. "I want to rock your gypsy soul just like way back in the days of old."&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LgOmXLritV8?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/ &gt; I'm not exactly sure when or where I stumbled across this little gem, but needless to say, it happened and I'm glad it did. He's got a very Jack Johnson feel to him, but without all of the overwhelming popularity.&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AMGXq9_IQBQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/ &gt; Loved this song the first time I saw the movie and I still love it. I recently downloaded it for the first time and I can't get enough.&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="391" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5dWz0BOdK94?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/ &gt;Out of all the remakes from the new Footloose, this is my favorite. Truth be told: I would date Ella Mae Bowen. &lt;br/ &gt;&lt;br/ &gt;Hope you enjoy the videos. I couldn't find any of these songs on playlist.com...so I hope it's not too annoying having to go through all of the youtubes. Let me know what you think of my choices this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-134037155307037628?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/134037155307037628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunday-school-soundtrack-nov-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/134037155307037628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/134037155307037628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunday-school-soundtrack-nov-13.html' title='Sunday School Soundtrack: Nov. 13'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5j-BafgCdFM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1993111039013582229</id><published>2011-10-31T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:18:00.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Respectable Undead</title><content type='html'>In honor of my favorite holiday: Halloween (I actually have three favorite holidays: Christmas, Halloween and the 24th of July...Some might argue I don't understand the meaning of the word "favorite", but I might argue that I probably understand it better than anyone that might argue that.), I am posting the following song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a fan of the holiday with religious roots that allows us to be whatever we want for at least one day—or a whole weekend if we are lucky. On the other hand, I've never been a fan of anything macabre (why we still have words in our vocabulary that can be pronounced three different ways, is beyond me), but when I came across this song today, I had to share it. Sure, she talks about eating her boyfriend's brain and maybe she mentions that all of their friends will want to kill them, but it has a catchy beat and I thought it was kind of fun. Enjoy...and Happy Halloween to all of you...no matter what your current mortality status is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZPNqub966Tw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1993111039013582229?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1993111039013582229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/10/respectable-undead.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1993111039013582229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1993111039013582229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/10/respectable-undead.html' title='The Respectable Undead'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZPNqub966Tw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1597207794185125704</id><published>2011-10-26T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:02:34.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words to the Wind</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what made me think of this song this morning, but it popped into my head and I had to listen to it. I kind of went through a Blessid Union of Souls phase in high school and then on into my first semester of college. I even went to one of their concerts held up at Juan Diego High School—I may or may not have been on the front row. When my buddy, Phil, and I went to BYU-Idaho for our innagural year of college, we went out first thing and bought a stereo so we could listen to our sweet jams. We split the cost of the CD player/boombox and then listened to BUS for the next four months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite song, Rest of My Life, was put on repeat multiple times and some days, it was the only song we listened to...simple minds, I guess. Lucky for me, Phil is also a person who can listen to a song over and over without getting sick of it. It's my favorite Blessid song. I hope you enjoy it. If it helps, just think of Phil and I in our dreary college apartment playing that burned CD until it wore out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4B07K5JSFew?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1597207794185125704?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1597207794185125704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/10/words-to-wind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1597207794185125704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1597207794185125704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/10/words-to-wind.html' title='Words to the Wind'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4B07K5JSFew/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-8886742934454250092</id><published>2011-10-23T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:40:29.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday School Soundtrack: Oct. 23</title><content type='html'>My babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let you know that I have a new Sunday School Soundtrack...okay, maybe you were there...but if you weren't, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but let me explain: This is a special edition. I watched So You Think You Can Dance for the first time last season and I loved it. Mostly I loved being exposed to new music every episode and loved seeing someone's visual interpretation of each song. The following five songs are my favorites from the season. I hope you like them. (side note to this side note: I've added four of the songs to my playlist. If you want to listen to Ven A Bailar you may have to look it up on Youtube. I am going to bed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special edition: SYTYCD Season 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Misty Blue&lt;/b&gt;---&lt;i&gt;Dorothy Moore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moth's WIngs&lt;/b&gt;---&lt;i&gt;Passion Pit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Got You&lt;/b&gt;---&lt;i&gt;Leona Lewis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ven A Bailar (On The Floor)&lt;/b&gt;---&lt;i&gt;Jennifer Lopez (featuring Pitbull)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poison &amp; Wine&lt;/b&gt;---&lt;i&gt;The Civil Wars&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-8886742934454250092?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/8886742934454250092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-school-soundtrack-oct-23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/8886742934454250092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/8886742934454250092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-school-soundtrack-oct-23.html' title='Sunday School Soundtrack: Oct. 23'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-4443479623072041093</id><published>2011-10-09T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T12:03:59.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday School Soundtrack Summary</title><content type='html'>Welcome to round two of the Sunday School Soundtrack. I will be posting five new songs every two weeks, so stay vigilant or you may miss out. Just to review, Round one included the following songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;September 18 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Hurricane Drunk&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Florence + the Machine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Find My Way&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;The Gabe Dixon Band&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;When I Get My Wings&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Will Hoge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;I Won't Let You Go&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;James Morrison&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Let's Start Over&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Miles Jaye&lt;/i&gt; (This one was a stretch, but I think it's hilarious.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now that that is over with, say hello to this week's edition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Little Lies&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Dave Barnes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Virginia&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Ron Pope&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;b&gt; I Would Do Anything For You&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Foster the People&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;I Cannot Settle Down&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Peter Bradley Adams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Miracles&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;i&gt;Matt White&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these songs. I've tried to find all of them on playlist.com, but unfortunately, playlist.com doesn't know all of the good music. To make up for their lacking, I have included a song from each artist in the sidebar playlist titled (can you believe it?) "Sunday School Soundtrack." Where I couldn't find the song on playlist.com, I have included it below as an embedded YouTube video. Enjoy, and don't forget to comment with any songs that you've been loving that I should check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="391" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sjc_i9r9R5s?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;I know, I know, it's a live version, but it's awesome and Dave Barnes is amazing. If you are feeling especially ambitious, check out his Christmas Extravaganza videos.&lt;a href="http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-and-humors-love-child.html"&gt; He's funny and talented.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l4mbCblVTCA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Okay, I hope you realize how hard it is to only be sharing one song of Ron's with you today. His voice is a little whiny, but it has a quality that I enjoy listening to and one that seems to speak the emotion he writes about. If you want more, &lt;a href="http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-pope-demands.html"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OOIfNyBmZ0g?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Listened to this about a million times when I went to Bear Lake last month. It now causes me to think of waspberry shakes, paddle boats and IDPs (Impromptu Dance Parties). Can you think of a better combination? I certainly can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-2EknznrhSo?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;Holy Smokes! Where do I start? Peter Bradley Adams is wind blowing through the wheat field. Peter Bradley Adams is the rain drops that falls on your head in the summer. Peter Bradley Adams is...you know what?--just listen to the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/woiFynw9mvA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;This just might be the single worst video job I've ever seen, but it's the only version of this song I could find to share. Don't watch the movie, but listen to the music. If you like it, go to iTunes and listen to it there...or come to my house and I'll play it for you from my music collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That was a lot of linking and embedding. I'm hoping it is worth it to you. Let me know what you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-4443479623072041093?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/4443479623072041093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-school-soundtrack-summary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/4443479623072041093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/4443479623072041093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-school-soundtrack-summary.html' title='Sunday School Soundtrack Summary'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sjc_i9r9R5s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-4885257189353181103</id><published>2011-09-15T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:51:16.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Since You Went Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HFjKHcKBKbg?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy's mom passed away last Friday. His dad died when he was three. After her funeral yesterday, I listened to this song and imagined her flying back into her husband's arms. Twenty five years have passed since she's seen him and she loves him more now than she ever did before. I hope one day to find someone I can spend my life loving both before and after death. Here's to you &lt;a href="http://www.heraldextra.com/lifestyles/announcements/obituaries/article_ca6f85fb-108a-58d9-8eeb-cb0bd00204c2.html"&gt;AnnEtta Cope Merrill&lt;/a&gt;, I never knew you, but you've blessed me a thousand times over with your life, your children and your example.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-4885257189353181103?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/4885257189353181103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/09/ever-since-you-went-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/4885257189353181103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/4885257189353181103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/09/ever-since-you-went-away.html' title='Ever Since You Went Away'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HFjKHcKBKbg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-3246076135678419751</id><published>2011-09-14T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:51:37.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIve Me Some More of Morrison</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="710" height="391" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sgRb_lfIZ6A?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! I am overwhelmed with how much I am loving this song right now. Here are the instructions for proceeding:1. Listen to this song2. Put it on repeat.3. Repeat step two until it's enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-3246076135678419751?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/3246076135678419751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/09/give-me-some-more-of-morrison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/3246076135678419751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/3246076135678419751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/09/give-me-some-more-of-morrison.html' title='GIve Me Some More of Morrison'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sgRb_lfIZ6A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1293524499986895172</id><published>2011-08-30T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:43:18.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suiting Up</title><content type='html'>I'm wearing my gray pinstripe suit, I used two squirts of cologne and I gave myself a theme song. Sometimes Tuesdays require a little more than other days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nNg0ReHeTiM?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1293524499986895172?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1293524499986895172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/08/suiting-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1293524499986895172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1293524499986895172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/08/suiting-up.html' title='Suiting Up'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nNg0ReHeTiM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-5700021700722797267</id><published>2011-08-11T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:46:10.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Soak</title><content type='html'>I just filled the bathtub up with this song, eased my aching body into it and sat there until my fingers and toes were pruney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="391" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8c6tHCmSKdY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kalai. When will I be able to download a copy of this for my iPod?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-5700021700722797267?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/5700021700722797267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-soak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/5700021700722797267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/5700021700722797267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-soak.html' title='A Good Soak'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8c6tHCmSKdY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1844229137503345933</id><published>2011-06-15T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:47:16.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer and girlfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt Nathanson'/><title type='text'>Can Work End Any Faster?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5G5KShtIKI/Tfkgeaf52QI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cm6WoQU6v4Q/s1600/matt-nathanson-592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5G5KShtIKI/Tfkgeaf52QI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cm6WoQU6v4Q/s400/matt-nathanson-592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk a lot about this one. It's fun, it's got good energy and it moves. It also reminds me of two things that I wish I had more of in my life right now: summer and girlfriend. So, with that said, I will go back to my daydreaming of said summer and girlfriend as I continue rotting in front of my work desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QPuqA94-qCo?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Matt, Faster is exactly how I want work to be happening right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1844229137503345933?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1844229137503345933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/06/can-work-end-any-faster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1844229137503345933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1844229137503345933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/06/can-work-end-any-faster.html' title='Can Work End Any Faster?'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5G5KShtIKI/Tfkgeaf52QI/AAAAAAAAAjY/cm6WoQU6v4Q/s72-c/matt-nathanson-592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-8761346738246844612</id><published>2011-06-03T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T22:37:11.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newton Faulkner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manna from heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gone in the Morning'/><title type='text'>(incredible) Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSyuIk162v0/Tekcj7pdKpI/AAAAAAAAAhg/n9z5psS1Dy8/s1600/6a00d8341c630a53ef012876471831970c-600wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" width="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSyuIk162v0/Tekcj7pdKpI/AAAAAAAAAhg/n9z5psS1Dy8/s400/6a00d8341c630a53ef012876471831970c-600wi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to draw your attention to the embedded video box below. This little musical morsel dropped like manna from heaven into our laps last weekend while we were cruising along the PCH on Memorial Day. In a word (or two): Sweet serendipity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal. It's not the best constructed song. I would have loved to have heard another verse or two and maybe a nice counterpoint of chorus and verse at the end in a frenzy of voice and instrument, but I didn't write the song, Newton Faulkner did. So, without further ado, here he is singing it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tF9ESdfwV5o?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, don't you love the lyrics? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna master all kinds of kung fu. I'm gonna live inside a tiny zoo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna grow myself a giant afro (incredible) when the alarm goes off I just won't know."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-8761346738246844612?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/8761346738246844612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/06/incredible-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/8761346738246844612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/8761346738246844612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/06/incredible-song.html' title='(incredible) Song'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSyuIk162v0/Tekcj7pdKpI/AAAAAAAAAhg/n9z5psS1Dy8/s72-c/6a00d8341c630a53ef012876471831970c-600wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-7278759438054358954</id><published>2011-05-23T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T20:33:12.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising From the Ashes and/or a Watery Cell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_MjFu4n-rM/Tdsm8v3-FRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/GZuYj1OpAhc/s1600/michael-jackson-cause-of-death.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="369" width="370" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_MjFu4n-rM/Tdsm8v3-FRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/GZuYj1OpAhc/s400/michael-jackson-cause-of-death.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to this song on the way to work today and it basically changed my life. I've been a fan for sometime. In fact, Jackson's moving anthem has been a theme song for a number of important life events: road trips, long races, lonely nights and unbearably difficult days. It is during these trying times that Will You Be There gives you the strength you need. And just when you think you can't go on, Michael sneak attacks you with a key change and inspires you to press onward. Later on when you have reached your breaking point yet again: another key change. At this point you are pretty much overwhelmed because no one has ever dared to slip in two key changes in the same song (too much of a good thing? I don't think so), but nothing is too daring for the King of Pop. As he winds down tantalizing you with what you think is his last experimental move, he rises from the ashes yet again with a third key change. You thought it couldn't be done. You doubted his ability. Luckily, you were proven wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you listen to it, I would ask you just one question: Will &lt;i&gt;YOU&lt;/i&gt; be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jQY_QL_wvQU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make fun of me. This song is amazing and let's not forget how inspired all of us were when Willy flew for the first time. That moment when he rose from his watery cell and his body drips rained down on the young Jesse below rallied a nation and inspired generations old and young. Let us not forget his inspiring legacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-7278759438054358954?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/7278759438054358954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/05/rising-from-ashes-andor-watery-cell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7278759438054358954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7278759438054358954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/05/rising-from-ashes-andor-watery-cell.html' title='Rising From the Ashes and/or a Watery Cell'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_MjFu4n-rM/Tdsm8v3-FRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/GZuYj1OpAhc/s72-c/michael-jackson-cause-of-death.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1470919539564650882</id><published>2011-05-18T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T23:03:16.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Who Can't Do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X2t83xJrTS0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1470919539564650882?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1470919539564650882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/05/those-who-cant-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1470919539564650882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1470919539564650882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/05/those-who-cant-do.html' title='Those Who Can&apos;t Do...'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/X2t83xJrTS0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-2588489578437742606</id><published>2011-05-04T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T12:19:37.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miserable At Best'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayday Parade'/><title type='text'>Mayday? Maybe not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbFFR7arDvI/TcGmhllFftI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2wNgW7GQRLo/s1600/mayday%2Bparade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbFFR7arDvI/TcGmhllFftI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2wNgW7GQRLo/s400/mayday%2Bparade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a close friend who is in an interesting situation—he's desperately in love with his ex-wife. More than anything else in the world, he wants to get back with her. More than anything else in the world, I want him to get back with her. I've told him that I am in his corner...that we are going to get her back. He's Rocky and I'm his Mickey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I was heading back to Utah Valley Regional after a meeting at Orem Community Hospital, I was listening to Mayday Parade's moving ballad, Miserable At Best and thought instantly of my warrior friend. I have to admit that I got a little emotional as I listened to the lyrics so appropriately describing my buddy's plight (At least in my mind they were talking about my friend). Such a poignant song about the complications of two people who love each other, but have been hurt and don't quite know how to move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's for you little buddy. Go get your Katie back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cb06Euo-gbs?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-2588489578437742606?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/2588489578437742606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/05/close-to-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/2588489578437742606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/2588489578437742606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/05/close-to-home.html' title='Mayday? Maybe not.'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbFFR7arDvI/TcGmhllFftI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2wNgW7GQRLo/s72-c/mayday%2Bparade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-6220402402075241005</id><published>2011-03-11T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T15:13:47.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever Pitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndnSIPDeIoA/TXqsak9bNEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/_7Z223GdhSc/s1600/Adam-Freeland-Competition_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndnSIPDeIoA/TXqsak9bNEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/_7Z223GdhSc/s400/Adam-Freeland-Competition_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582964260677039170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I went and saw The Adjustment Bureau with my roommate and some of our friendgirls. Justin showed me the preview a couple of minutes before we left to see it, so I really wasn't sure about the movie. To make matters worse, I lost my temper on the way over and was a sourpuss the rest of the night...that is, until this song came on during the most action-packed scene of the movie and made me feel worlds better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Adam Freeland's remix of Sarah Vaughan's classic Fever. I didn't realize it was a remix until I looked it up online after the movie. About halfway through listening to it, I was struck by the way she sings one of the lines. It reminded me of another song. It hit me that another version of Fever is in Dan in Real Life (which, also stars Emily Blunt). I hope you enjoy it. I think it is a great song to listen to and to exercise to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/syyWdriHtFE?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-6220402402075241005?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/6220402402075241005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/03/fever-pitch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/6220402402075241005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/6220402402075241005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2011/03/fever-pitch.html' title='Fever Pitch'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndnSIPDeIoA/TXqsak9bNEI/AAAAAAAAAb4/_7Z223GdhSc/s72-c/Adam-Freeland-Competition_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-9093340412388776551</id><published>2010-12-16T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T10:35:13.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar Express</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TQpbizVs88I/AAAAAAAAAbA/4G3rBMomnJw/s1600/pat-monahan-the-palazzo-las-vegas-grand-opening-arrivals-a0Hssq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TQpbizVs88I/AAAAAAAAAbA/4G3rBMomnJw/s400/pat-monahan-the-palazzo-las-vegas-grand-opening-arrivals-a0Hssq.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551350144142472130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't bore you with any of my normal reasons why I love a song. Today I just want to share this song because it puts me in the mood for Christmas. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas. I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train's Shake up Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-8VCL4uSUc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-8VCL4uSUc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-9093340412388776551?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/9093340412388776551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/12/polar-express.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/9093340412388776551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/9093340412388776551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/12/polar-express.html' title='Polar Express'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TQpbizVs88I/AAAAAAAAAbA/4G3rBMomnJw/s72-c/pat-monahan-the-palazzo-las-vegas-grand-opening-arrivals-a0Hssq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1531441667521610810</id><published>2010-11-05T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T11:52:33.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Who Sings Brand New Day Gives us Two Brand New Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TNRRt_FXaWI/AAAAAAAAAa4/AOuZ8XU0FRQ/s1600/Joshua%2BRadin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TNRRt_FXaWI/AAAAAAAAAa4/AOuZ8XU0FRQ/s400/Joshua%2BRadin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536139692415084898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while. I realize that. I've had a lot going on with work and with the Masquerade Ball I threw last week with some friends...So my apologies, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I watched the movie Adam which is about a man with Asperger's Syndrome who begins a relationship with his new neighbor. The movie was good, but the soundtrack was even better. I may be a little biased because they had not one, but two Joshua Radin songs on there. Not to mention the Weepies song I like, Can't Go Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that I will be sharing today plays during a time of self discovery toward the end of the movie while Adam is walking down the streets of a New York City suburb in the snow. It begins with a series of chilling chords. Joshua perpetuates the mood with a somewhat lugubrious first verse. Josh is joined by Maria Taylor at the chorus where we eventually find a bit of solace from the cold, but even sitting by the flickering warmth of their voices, the cold still seeps through the seams of our coats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Q27RnEQkZk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Q27RnEQkZk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you may have to check this one out as well...It's from his new album The Rock and the Tide. You're gonna love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ShHwRAb-yp4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ShHwRAb-yp4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1531441667521610810?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1531441667521610810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/11/he-who-sings-brand-new-day-gives-us-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1531441667521610810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1531441667521610810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/11/he-who-sings-brand-new-day-gives-us-two.html' title='He Who Sings Brand New Day Gives us Two Brand New Songs'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TNRRt_FXaWI/AAAAAAAAAa4/AOuZ8XU0FRQ/s72-c/Joshua%2BRadin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-9217691615801927121</id><published>2010-09-24T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T14:08:05.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Diamond in the Rough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TJ0TEK2qQ4I/AAAAAAAAAZc/iMIj8bYFsls/s1600/jewel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TJ0TEK2qQ4I/AAAAAAAAAZc/iMIj8bYFsls/s400/jewel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520589680580117378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three things to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have never heard a lullaby more beautiful than this—Jewel's Angel Standing By. She sings of angels and she is an angel singing. This version is from her new album, so appropriately named, Lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I first heard this song on the movie Return to Me. It plays when David Duchovny walks into his house after the fatal car wreck that took his wife from him. His tuxedo is stained with blood, bandages cover his own wounds and the sleeve of his shirt has been torn off. His dog comes over to him and he breaks the news to him that "She's not coming back." He slumps to the floor and cries like a child...My sister introduced it back into my life on the way back from our family reunion earlier this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jewel, I want to marry you. I've been in a weird-like funk lately and I think you're helping me pull out of it. I present the evidence: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove past a group of "protestors" on Center and University yesterday with picket signs offering "FREE HUGS." I almost stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went on a walk yesterday and just walked and walked without direction just so I could think and feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I went to the library and checked out no less than eight library books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, coming into work today I pulled youtube up and listened to this song and almost had to close my office door. It just hit the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oXxFIQV0y8Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oXxFIQV0y8Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-9217691615801927121?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/9217691615801927121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/09/diamond-in-rough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/9217691615801927121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/9217691615801927121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/09/diamond-in-rough.html' title='A Diamond in the Rough'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TJ0TEK2qQ4I/AAAAAAAAAZc/iMIj8bYFsls/s72-c/jewel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1175330520247022046</id><published>2010-08-22T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:53:29.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've Left Unsaid List #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/THHwhlsfu9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/jwsbqEtj_8U/s1600/eastmountainsouth%2520banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/THHwhlsfu9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/jwsbqEtj_8U/s400/eastmountainsouth%2520banner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508448279095917522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Fwjipy7g8o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Fwjipy7g8o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Your Way, Eastmountainsouth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1175330520247022046?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1175330520247022046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-ive-left-unsaid-list-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1175330520247022046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1175330520247022046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-ive-left-unsaid-list-2.html' title='Things I&apos;ve Left Unsaid List #2'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/THHwhlsfu9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/jwsbqEtj_8U/s72-c/eastmountainsouth%2520banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1156732587643520062</id><published>2010-07-30T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:25:58.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Pope Demands, You Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TFspxajZgsI/AAAAAAAAAV0/cdii41hUWUw/s1600/l_0c3f908283acdef98762de004ac54c71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TFspxajZgsI/AAAAAAAAAV0/cdii41hUWUw/s400/l_0c3f908283acdef98762de004ac54c71.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502037298681316034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last night I had another reminiscent moment with a song that I have loved for months, but have never mentioned here on my blog. Not only is it a song I love, but it comes from one of my favorite artists. Crap, I may actually have to post two of his songs because both of them are on my top 20. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered Ron Pope several months ago and introduced him to my friends through the medium of Toons and Spoons, which you're all invited to if you ever feel so inclined. A Drop In the Ocean is a a bathtub song while Shoot Out the Lights is a T-shirt song. Let's just forget that I heard A Drop In the Ocean blaring over the speaker system at Pioneer Pool last Monday night and focus on how good the lyrics are. I love Ron's voice and his emotion even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Shoot Out the Lights he does something that makes me cock my ear and listen even more: He unleashes. I don't really know what he is singing about, but I believe him. It's almost like his unadulterated devotion to his song demands your undivided attention—and I'm more than willing to give it to him. Here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Drop In the Ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mt8jifKlbTc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mt8jifKlbTc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot Out the Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LLL9l40FIOE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LLL9l40FIOE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1156732587643520062?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1156732587643520062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-pope-demands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1156732587643520062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1156732587643520062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-pope-demands.html' title='When the Pope Demands, You Listen'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TFspxajZgsI/AAAAAAAAAV0/cdii41hUWUw/s72-c/l_0c3f908283acdef98762de004ac54c71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-475561796347190582</id><published>2010-07-28T11:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T11:13:46.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight (45) Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TFBzUi7SZDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HqS88XKvRdw/s1600/MichaelWarren04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TFBzUi7SZDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HqS88XKvRdw/s400/MichaelWarren04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499021941829428274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I know I need to go to bed, but I don't really want to face the reality of knowing I will feel drugged in the morning if I wait any longer, I will lie in bed and listen to my iPod. I find that in these moments, I get some very productive listening in. My mind is clear and I can truly appreciate a song that I've listened to a hundred times or find one that I never knew I had. Last night I experienced the former of the two. It was about midnight 45 and I thought, "Crap, I need to get some sleep." I got ready for bed and then I laid down and stuck my earphones in. I was listening to some Justin Nozuka, but then I came across something that I haven't listened to in a while and it just hit the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Warren's You Changed Me came on and I had to listen to the whole thing even though I was quickly nearing the one o'clock hour. I would like to dedicate this post to Mike's ability to mix the smooth flow of lyrics and sound with just enough bump to make it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ga1S9lS0eAE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ga1S9lS0eAE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you liked that, you should also check out You and Love Has Found Its Way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-475561796347190582?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/475561796347190582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/midnight-45-musings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/475561796347190582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/475561796347190582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/midnight-45-musings.html' title='Midnight (45) Musings'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TFBzUi7SZDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HqS88XKvRdw/s72-c/MichaelWarren04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-7982936936619320310</id><published>2010-07-15T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T15:05:00.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing For Keeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TD-EX6ZU1uI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BjClIj7A08k/s1600/Peter%2BBradley%2BAdams%2Btheyll%2Bstay%2Bon%2Bfor%2Byou%2Bto%2Bsee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TD-EX6ZU1uI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BjClIj7A08k/s400/Peter%2BBradley%2BAdams%2Btheyll%2Bstay%2Bon%2Bfor%2Byou%2Bto%2Bsee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494255616762631906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've had two friends ask me to make wedding playlists for them within the past couple of weeks. Aside from Nobel Peace Prizes and having kids and stuff, I can't think of anything that would make a man more proud than to be asked to provide the music that will be played at someone's wedding. Ha. They have definitely come to the right place. I'm really not one to brag, but I will admit to having impeccable taste in music. But, let's face it. I'm entirely biased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's get back to business. I was listening to an old favorite last night. Okay, maybe I'm not being completely honest. I was listening to an old favorite last night, but I wasn't the only one listening to it. Mindy was also listening to it and she may or may not have been in my arms while it was playing. Crap, we may have even been slow dancing to it—I know, I know, but a guy's gotta have a little romance in his life, right? Anyway, this one is one of my all time favorites. It comes to us from Peter Bradley Adams and is called "Keep Us". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TD-FFU2_k0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/dsA_wY0IoOY/s1600/ist2_8490304-attractive-couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TD-FFU2_k0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/dsA_wY0IoOY/s400/ist2_8490304-attractive-couple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494256396960502594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love it because if you listen to the lyrics, it's not so much a song as it is a prayer. I can only hope to have the same desires when I am wed and lying in bed with my bride. But seriously, if I were told to choose 20 of my favorite songs ever, this would be on that list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/udmoKfofTwE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/udmoKfofTwE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter's got some other crazy smooth songs you should look up. I love Song for Viola, Ohio and Los Angeles. Check them out. You'll be glad you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-7982936936619320310?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/7982936936619320310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-for-keeps.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7982936936619320310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7982936936619320310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-for-keeps.html' title='Playing For Keeps'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TD-EX6ZU1uI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BjClIj7A08k/s72-c/Peter%2BBradley%2BAdams%2Btheyll%2Bstay%2Bon%2Bfor%2Byou%2Bto%2Bsee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-8135940328843321064</id><published>2010-07-09T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T15:24:24.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Just Be Dreaming of Bear Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TDznknN8niI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iD1EQ6q-HIQ/s1600/RookieOfTheYear01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TDznknN8niI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iD1EQ6q-HIQ/s400/RookieOfTheYear01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493520261673950754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-dane-train.blogspot.com/2010/07/blts-and-wasperry-shakes.html"&gt;http://the-dane-train.blogspot.com/2010/07/blts-and-wasperry-shakes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a post from my personal not-music blog. It includes a clipit of music at the end so I thought I would post it here as well. The song is Sooner or Later by Rookie of the Year. Ever since I heard it running along the beach at Bear Lake, I can't shake it. And all I can think of to describe it is how it would be played at the end of a movie instead of at the beginning because there is too much resolution in it. Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1qcN48HW28&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1qcN48HW28&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right! Here is the actually embedded video in case you don't want to read the book I wrote on my personal blog. I'm a good friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-8135940328843321064?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/8135940328843321064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-just-be-dreaming-of-bear-lake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/8135940328843321064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/8135940328843321064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-just-be-dreaming-of-bear-lake.html' title='We&apos;ll Just Be Dreaming of Bear Lake'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TDznknN8niI/AAAAAAAAAPE/iD1EQ6q-HIQ/s72-c/RookieOfTheYear01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-3669085492937333288</id><published>2010-07-07T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:33:14.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Freedom Ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TDT-LWhJ1qI/AAAAAAAAAK4/X7s4EreNT0c/s1600/Amos%2BLee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TDT-LWhJ1qI/AAAAAAAAAK4/X7s4EreNT0c/s400/Amos%2BLee1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491293316648130210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'm a couple of days late with this post, but I need an excuse to continue feeling patriotic. I'm afraid once a year just isn't enough for me—and don't even get me started on how I am going to miss Pioneer Day this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching into my back pocket for this one. It isn't anything new, but it is something I've carried with me for a while and it comes from one of my favorite artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things about music is the inspiration behind it. "Freedom", by Amos Lee was inspired by a small dispute between two boys in one of his school classes. The first boy told Amos he was hit by the other and asked if he could punch him back. A conversation ensued about retaliation and how it would really make the boy feel. I hope you enjoy it...and happy Independence Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJdnsa2N4Y4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJdnsa2N4Y4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you liked that, Amos has a whole slew of others songs that are equally as good and better. Here are a few to tickle your fancy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Southern Girl (My personal favorite)&lt;br /&gt;2. Colors (Pretty famous and on the movie Just Like Heaven.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Makin' Love (Awesome, but PG-13. You've been warned.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Arms of a Woman&lt;br /&gt;5. Sweet Pea&lt;br /&gt;6. Keep it Loose, Keep it Tight&lt;br /&gt;7. Skipping Stone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-3669085492937333288?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/3669085492937333288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/let-freedom-ring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/3669085492937333288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/3669085492937333288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/07/let-freedom-ring.html' title='Let Freedom Ring'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TDT-LWhJ1qI/AAAAAAAAAK4/X7s4EreNT0c/s72-c/Amos%2BLee1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-820772837063397493</id><published>2010-06-22T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:45:29.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Forgetting Otis Redding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TCEgMYaleDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HKKwkQDpZIE/s1600/SaraBareillesBio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TCEgMYaleDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HKKwkQDpZIE/s400/SaraBareillesBio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485701218198452274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might already be aware, I am a huge sucker for white hot covers. I honestly don't know what it is—the novelty of something familiar packaged differently or the thrill of discovering someone else's interpretation of something that I've always enjoyed. To me it's almost like watching my prom date come down the stairs all dolled up like I've never seen her before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TCEgglnozlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4DkUxjor2Mk/s1600/otis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TCEgglnozlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4DkUxjor2Mk/s400/otis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485701565340241490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to thank my friend Lana for this one. I've always loved (Sittin' On) The Dock of the Bay. Not only is it a great song, but it was the first ever posthumous No. 1 single in U.S. Chart History. Otis Redding and Steve Cropper recorded it in 1967 shortly before Otis' death. The record wasn't released until the following year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Sara Bareilles sings an acoustic version of the 1968 hit. Let me know what you think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/If_BpSJehSw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/If_BpSJehSw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-820772837063397493?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/820772837063397493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-forgetting-otis-redding.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/820772837063397493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/820772837063397493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-forgetting-otis-redding.html' title='Not Forgetting Otis Redding'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TCEgMYaleDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/HKKwkQDpZIE/s72-c/SaraBareillesBio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-7546930902181148539</id><published>2010-06-17T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T12:40:30.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Song: Pour It On My Pancakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TBp595EOuzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SnLj6K8yZiE/s1600/l_bd48ef4628051a348e8bff435ee67fb8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TBp595EOuzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SnLj6K8yZiE/s400/l_bd48ef4628051a348e8bff435ee67fb8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483829600474544946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was really ambitious about vitalizing my team at work, I used to send an email every week called "Friday's Song." Basically it was my chance to share my music with the masses and provide a musical snack to my coworkers. I would hyperlink a youtube video to the email. That video was usually a song that I was loving at the time, or one appropriate for the events surrounding the day. I never really knew if it was more annoying than anticipated so I just kind of stopped doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I would like to revive the tradition by posting a "Friday's Song" on my blog. Now, I understand that it isn't Friday, but because I am running my race tomorrow, this is like my Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TBp5xKK5EPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/g5LHUF86DU8/s1600/1000_14569_32020_pancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TBp5xKK5EPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/g5LHUF86DU8/s400/1000_14569_32020_pancakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483829381727588594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's selection comes to us from Canada. 21-year-old Justin Nozuka, has a voice that someone once described as "so smooth, I could almost pour it on my pancakes." When I said that, I was listening to his song "I'm In Peace" off of his album Holly. I've embedded it below for your listening pleasure. Enjoy this week's edition of "Friday's" song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oGXFbPTwbEE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oGXFbPTwbEE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. On behalf of my trainig for the Wasatch Back these past couple of months, I have compiled a somewhat extensive and entirely delicious playlist for the perfect run. Stay tuned for its grand debut in the not so distant future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-7546930902181148539?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/7546930902181148539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/fridays-song-pour-it-on-my-pancakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7546930902181148539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7546930902181148539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/fridays-song-pour-it-on-my-pancakes.html' title='Friday&apos;s Song: Pour It On My Pancakes'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TBp595EOuzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/SnLj6K8yZiE/s72-c/l_bd48ef4628051a348e8bff435ee67fb8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-5176839650870166293</id><published>2010-06-09T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:50:38.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua Will Make You Weep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TA_UEAa1LzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9ryO3Nj1qMI/s1600/Joshua%2BRadin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TA_UEAa1LzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9ryO3Nj1qMI/s400/Joshua%2BRadin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480832436830285618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I don't usually like to mix artists on a post, but I feel the need to share something Joshua and something Weepies at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a huge fan of Joshua Radin and it seems like each one of his songs speaks to me. Whether it's his calm way of saying just the right thing lyrically or his knack of smoothing things over with guitar and voice—he has a powerful ability to make things right. Here is his "What If You." Rub this salve on a sore spot at least twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aXu3WafBt6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aXu3WafBt6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TA_UP5t7F0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/vaMvEhDjvMU/s1600/theweepies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TA_UP5t7F0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/vaMvEhDjvMU/s400/theweepies1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480832641189746498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is one that I just heard on last.fm by the Weepies. I have enjoyed a couple of their songs here and there, but I never had anything burr to my shoelace until this one. It's called "Can't Go Back Now." Don't let the muppets fool you. This song is seriously good. I don't know, I may just like the Weepies now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JscAwVu2QI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6JscAwVu2QI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-5176839650870166293?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/5176839650870166293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/joshua-will-make-you-weep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/5176839650870166293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/5176839650870166293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/joshua-will-make-you-weep.html' title='Joshua Will Make You Weep'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TA_UEAa1LzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/9ryO3Nj1qMI/s72-c/Joshua%2BRadin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-6236426827741817510</id><published>2010-06-06T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T08:07:44.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quintessential Josh Kelley Playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TAw5KX1dR_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7W0hLnF6fHw/s1600/josh-kelley-to-remember.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 361px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TAw5KX1dR_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7W0hLnF6fHw/s400/josh-kelley-to-remember.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479817696962758642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I had a soundtrack moment driving up to my parents' house in the Woodland Hills. Josh Kelley's song, "Unfair" came on...Well, to be completely honest, I was the one that selected it, but only because I heard it the other day and wanted to listen to it again. I was able to truly listen to the lyrics and it just seemed to hit the spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was first introduced to Josh Kelley through his song, "Fools Like Me." I had to find more, so I bought four of his albums. I've gone through those four albums and I have selected the best songs for what I would like to call the Quintessential Josh Kelley Playlist. Here it is (Don't forget to listen to the embedded "Unfair" music video included after the playlist):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fools Like Me&lt;br /&gt;2. Unfair&lt;br /&gt;3. Lover Come Up&lt;br /&gt;4. Only You&lt;br /&gt;5. Almost Honest&lt;br /&gt;6. Amazing&lt;br /&gt;7. Masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;8. Justice&lt;br /&gt;9. More Than Love&lt;br /&gt;10. Didn't Hear That From Me&lt;br /&gt;11. Too Good to You&lt;br /&gt;12. Heartache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, if I find anymore (I haven't had a chance to really dive in.) I'll update the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbNMGGJrgnE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbNMGGJrgnE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what the heck. Here's "Fools Like Me" as well. I mean this is the one that got me hooked, right?..Okay, I couldn't find it, but here's one that's almost as good. "Only You" was released in 2005 and has been played on the radio. The music video features Katherine Heigl. Apparently this was where the two met. They are now married and have a little girl named Naleigh. Katherine is the muse for Josh's song, "Katie's Song"—which I'm not a huge fan of, but you're more than welcome to check it out on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1DuWshAMuD8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1DuWshAMuD8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-6236426827741817510?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/6236426827741817510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/quintessential-josh-kelley-playlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/6236426827741817510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/6236426827741817510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/quintessential-josh-kelley-playlist.html' title='The Quintessential Josh Kelley Playlist'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TAw5KX1dR_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7W0hLnF6fHw/s72-c/josh-kelley-to-remember.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-2676821726688662741</id><published>2010-06-03T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:18:26.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Miming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TAdlE5NC9YI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TzAPD3Rpd_w/s1600/charlie-chaplin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TAdlE5NC9YI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TzAPD3Rpd_w/s400/charlie-chaplin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478458606468920706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do realize that it is after 2 a.m. but I had to document this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who has as much music as I and for someone that loves it as much as I, I find it rare that the perfect song comes on at the perfect time. I call it a soundtrack moment--one in which a group of people have spent several weeks/planning sessions/failures selecting just the right music for a specific part in their movie. As I was driving home after a somewhat difficult day, Charlie Chaplin's "Smile" came on my radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little ironic, but Justin was saying how I seem happier than I have felt in a long time. I told him it was probably just a facade for how I am really feeling...I have been fretting about a lot of things lately and I've been a little down in the dumps, but I find myself happy despite everything. Because of that tenacious happiness, I share Charlie Chaplin's original "Smile" from his film Modern Times. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ps6ck1ejoAw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ps6ck1ejoAw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a modern take on "Smile" provided by the cast of Glee whom we've grown to love (especially Quinn!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t8BfH1Xgbgk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t8BfH1Xgbgk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-2676821726688662741?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/2676821726688662741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/perfect-miming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/2676821726688662741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/2676821726688662741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/06/perfect-miming.html' title='Perfect Miming'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TAdlE5NC9YI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TzAPD3Rpd_w/s72-c/charlie-chaplin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-822153581717494427</id><published>2010-05-27T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:43:26.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing An Unexpected Bridge to Friendship Called Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_7Km2theSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5xKBQGfaLTE/s1600/1241190252_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_7Km2theSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5xKBQGfaLTE/s400/1241190252_11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476036965799393570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for embedding videos! I just might be getting the hang of this blogging thing. It originally started as an experiment in professional development (as public relations people, we are encouraged to stay abreast of all social networking avenues), but enough expounding, let's get to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy Tanner is my exact opposite according to Myers-Briggs personality typology and we never realized we could be friends until we crossed a somewhat unexpected bridge to friendship called music. One day we sat and discussed bands. He shared one. I shared one, and the rest is history—a sweet percussive, lyrical and melodic history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the groups he exposed me to. The example song he chose was not quite what I like, but this one I discovered later and it is exactly what musical dreams are made of. The band is B. Reith and the song is Just for You and it is just for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQkGsNnSjcs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQkGsNnSjcs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-822153581717494427?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/822153581717494427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/unexpected-bridge-to-friendship-called.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/822153581717494427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/822153581717494427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/unexpected-bridge-to-friendship-called.html' title='Crossing An Unexpected Bridge to Friendship Called Music'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_7Km2theSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/5xKBQGfaLTE/s72-c/1241190252_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-5749655548858106702</id><published>2010-05-20T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:49:23.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and Humor's love child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_Wwhr_3ZYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q2gpbmQTK3E/s1600/7487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 710px; height: 710px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_Wwhr_3ZYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q2gpbmQTK3E/s400/7487.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473475014931473794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know how I am feeling, you can try asking, but if you want to know how I am REALLY feeling, you should look at my "recently played" ipod playlist. How I am feeling on any given day governs what I listen to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Barnes' Carry Me Through is my musical journal entry for today. I could tell you why, but once again, the music is much more honest than I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="511" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pLDQEbdHhz8?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Dave Barnes is amazing. Not only can he sing, but he is funny! I'm pretty sure Music and Humor fell in love, had an unrestrained night of steamy passion and nine months later, Dave Barnes popped out. The music part is obvious, but the more reticent humor part can be found in his youtube videos such as Balumtine'th Day and every one of his Christmas Extravaganzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Crap, I just found this one and it's awesome. You might have to listen to it as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="710" height="391" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5hQK6GIrpYU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-5749655548858106702?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/5749655548858106702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-and-humors-love-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/5749655548858106702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/5749655548858106702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-and-humors-love-child.html' title='Music and Humor&apos;s love child'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_Wwhr_3ZYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/q2gpbmQTK3E/s72-c/7487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-2121484566872505568</id><published>2010-05-17T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T12:59:47.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Build Me a Sunset with Your Set of Paints</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_GfT8KfppI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qW_9p2_ZY2Q/s1600/Ari-Hest-mp03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_GfT8KfppI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qW_9p2_ZY2Q/s400/Ari-Hest-mp03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472330187148338834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never heard of Ari Hest before I heard this song, but now that I have, I will never forget his name. There is a lackadaisical almost daydreamy-like quality to his song, Cranberry Lake. Build me a sky, build me a scape, build me a rice house on Cranberry Lake. Float on our backs, drawing figure eights, we drift for miles on Cranberry Lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_GgCzwwmGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8Szc9osrDMc/s1600/a240a7bcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_GgCzwwmGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8Szc9osrDMc/s400/a240a7bcd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472330992346765410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to Cranberry Lake, but every time I listen to this song, I feel like I've been there every summer since I was a kid. More than anything I just want to fill a bathtub up with this song and sink my tired body into it and forget about life for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7tRttUGoG0k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7tRttUGoG0k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-2121484566872505568?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/2121484566872505568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-had-never-heard-of-ari-hest-before-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/2121484566872505568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/2121484566872505568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-had-never-heard-of-ari-hest-before-i.html' title='Build Me a Sunset with Your Set of Paints'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S_GfT8KfppI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qW_9p2_ZY2Q/s72-c/Ari-Hest-mp03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1668686777553659842</id><published>2010-05-13T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:41:56.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mummies are the Drums and the Astronauts are the lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S-xV-7uqNkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mDRBdLsaOX0/s1600/daft_punk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S-xV-7uqNkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mDRBdLsaOX0/s400/daft_punk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470842187021956674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say about this one. It kinda speaks for itself. I will tell you  that my buddy who does a lot of work with local movies showed this to me yesterday and I am a fan of Daft Punk. I like the simplicity of the video and the fact that each set of characters respresents a different part of the music. The synthesizer girls just might be my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing a lot of acoustic as of late, so I thought a little techno punk might be in store. Hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9MszVE7aR4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9MszVE7aR4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1668686777553659842?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1668686777553659842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/mummies-are-drums-and-astronauts-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1668686777553659842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1668686777553659842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/mummies-are-drums-and-astronauts-are.html' title='The Mummies are the Drums and the Astronauts are the lyrics'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S-xV-7uqNkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mDRBdLsaOX0/s72-c/daft_punk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-6827387401160477349</id><published>2010-05-10T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T15:29:51.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Angel Has Landed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S-iaBHbl7mI/AAAAAAAAAHI/AKDntUgwdTM/s1600/coldplay-705392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S-iaBHbl7mI/AAAAAAAAAHI/AKDntUgwdTM/s320/coldplay-705392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469791091406794338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the two songs that acted as a backdrop for an unexpected trip to St. George and Zion's National Park. As we drove through God's exhibit of sculpted red rock, we listened to Coldplay and took pictures from the car window. We clung to chains and scratched the underside of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2,000 miles is a beautiful ballad with piano accompaniment that conjures up thoughts of winter, longing and relationship loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3tV6aHJ0z-g&amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3tV6aHJ0z-g&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til Kingdom Come has a folky feel to it that is reminiscent of riding on a train in the back country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9NMxT1DYfaM&amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9NMxT1DYfaM&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the acoustic version isn't half bad either, check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZFCeiVEEcc&amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZFCeiVEEcc&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days I'll learn how to actually hyperlink the music videos to each of these songs. Until that day, you may just have to look them up manually...I think I just figured it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-6827387401160477349?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/6827387401160477349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/here-are-two-songs-that-acted-as.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/6827387401160477349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/6827387401160477349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/here-are-two-songs-that-acted-as.html' title='The Angel Has Landed'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S-iaBHbl7mI/AAAAAAAAAHI/AKDntUgwdTM/s72-c/coldplay-705392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-7059020157315363462</id><published>2010-05-03T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:45:06.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I could spell confusion with a K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S99Apvqp2bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VIhgqQEukEU/s1600/Something_Corporate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S99Apvqp2bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VIhgqQEukEU/s320/Something_Corporate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467159558565255602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, I'm a sucker for a heart-melting ballads. And I can honestly admit that I have some Something Corporate on my Ipod, but I can't name one song they sing, but when Konstantine came on my Ron Pope Pandora station the other day, I couldn't help but drop what I was doing. Maybe it's the cascading arpeggios of the piano or the troubled teen-like quality of Andrew McMahon's voice. Either way, it makes for an achingly poignant reminder of how difficult relationships can be. Enjoy...Oh, and P.S. While writing this post, Drunk Girl by Something Corporate has been playing. Guess I can name one more of their songs after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMwI1DlZpyY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMwI1DlZpyY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-7059020157315363462?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/7059020157315363462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-can-i-say-im-sucker-for-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7059020157315363462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/7059020157315363462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-can-i-say-im-sucker-for-heart.html' title='I could spell confusion with a K'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S99Apvqp2bI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VIhgqQEukEU/s72-c/Something_Corporate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-6261433073143434172</id><published>2010-04-21T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:50:11.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Like a Christian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S89yXbMZk4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ds-jBbG82Fk/s1600/phpThumb_generated_thumbnailjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S89yXbMZk4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ds-jBbG82Fk/s320/phpThumb_generated_thumbnailjpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462710619786023810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it only fitting that my initial post be religiously themed. I have always had a soft spot in my heart for Christian Rock. Brandon Heath is pretty good. His music has some great messages, but also has a bump to it that makes you want to be a better person. Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K1ZgtCRO-KY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K1ZgtCRO-KY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Brandon Heath songs you should check out: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give Me Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5AkNqLuVgY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5AkNqLuVgY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Not One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=61GT6J01vxM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=61GT6J01vxM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-6261433073143434172?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/6261433073143434172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-not-who-i-was-brandon-heath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/6261433073143434172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/6261433073143434172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-not-who-i-was-brandon-heath.html' title='Rock Like a Christian'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/S89yXbMZk4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ds-jBbG82Fk/s72-c/phpThumb_generated_thumbnailjpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1624908338511763308.post-1448339378096542344</id><published>2010-04-21T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T14:29:18.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the beginning...</title><content type='html'>In the beginning, God created man. Then He created music. Tune in to The Mark of Dane for my latest musical musings and come share your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1624908338511763308-1448339378096542344?l=themarkofdane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/feeds/1448339378096542344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1448339378096542344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1624908338511763308/posts/default/1448339378096542344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarkofdane.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-beginning.html' title='In the beginning...'/><author><name>Dane Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256306511164777625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7si__0sBOKA/TKSipEmqbhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/tePCdNixmX8/S220/61008_448311470848_652190848_5783733_1506182_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
