La Musica
The one thing that is really great about being gifted in one area or another, God given talents, is that he blesses you with an unending supply of creation, if you develop the gift, getting better and better with time. Remember the parable of the talents--God or the Lord, gave one man 5 talents, one 2 as I recall, and another just one . . . the last guy took his talent and hid is under a basket, to protect it . . . the others used their talents, and God blessed them with more, and took the talent from the one how hid his talent, and gave it to the ones who would use their talents . . . Isaac had talent, he just decided to steal Elliot's bands work, rather than use his own talents! Too bad! In a way, he put his talent, for singing, aside, while with Maraloka, to disappear, and join the fake band, using God's Revolver music, thus losing what he was given!
Elliot and the other members of his bands, are gifted and talented musicians, that work, write, play, and create, for the pure pleasure of the making music, the thrill of seeing their fans rock, dig, dance, sing and raise their hands, in the joy of the shared moment of the brilliance of the lyrics, the blending of the beats, rhythms, tone, mood, and all that it takes to make great music. They say, that works of art, art works of art, because they have universal appeal! I don't think the whiskey slamming group of musicians from Utah, a place of beauty, with a religion, of strange and mystical notions, even realized what they had done, in their drunken stupors! LOL! With every early interview, before the mob got involved, the music critics, could not believe that these 5 boys, could ever have been raised, in UTAH!
In the New York Writer's Guild, who, shockingly wrote about the band, back in 2007 or 2008, which was a feather in the band's hat, as well as amazing to come to this esteemed magazine's attention, for Elliot's mother, who was an English major, carrying Elliot, while attending school, wondering if Elliot got educated, in vitro, at the same time I did, as the article, uses, literary terms to both describe and compliment the band's genius, drawing parallels to writer, William Faulkner . . . I thought, ironically, of his short story, A Clean, Well Lighted Place, even before I read the article, having thought of the description Faulkner used, to tell of the lighting, a single light bulb, if I remember, hung over the table . . . a memorable image for me, for some reason, and that thought came to mind, when I heard first heard the music. The magazine also compared the inspired and thoughtful lyrics of Little Black Horse Where are You Going With Your Dead Rider? CD, to revolutionary thought leaders, during the 60's and 70's, Bob Dylan & Joni Mitchell!
He Has Not Had A Guitar Out Of His Hands For 20 Years!
Rock, metal, junk, blues, classical, jazz . . . Elliot can play anything! As a music major, attending college at the University of Utah, I am sure that you are going to get some of his newly acquired knowledge, training, skill, and sophistication, in this new music, that I have not heard yet, in Ditch in the Delta Band, working as hard on his music as ever, while working, snowboarding, attending classes, and playing in his usual three bands at once! All the other musicians, are equally as dedicated to the music, but I don't even know who is in this new band, nor what their name means, and what inspired them to call it that . . . it better not have been determined by another twisted X boot, of mine, from Delta Force Intelligence . . . who also seemed involved in naming Elliot's college jazz band, called the Assassins--I wondered if Allan, aka, Frank of InterPol, 4th proxy husband . . . part of the thieves, set up the band and the name! The jazz band, was made up of 7 hot guys, with incredible talent, and they sounded like they should be performing in the Kennedy Center in New York . . . Hey, James, maybe we can arrange that? LOL!
Recently, I watched the movie, E.T., about the extraterrestial visitor of the family, appearing to the young boy, Elliot! By the time you get to your last or fourth kid, naming it is an after thought . . . I liked the name Elliot, given to the actor, so that was his name! I don't know if Elliot even knows that, I was pregnant and almost ready to pop, when we took his older siblings to see the movie, that now, seems, so symbolic of talents that are as heavenly given, as this little visitor, in the cute kid's movie--just as fun, 32 years old--Elliot's birthday is May 3, 1983, and it was fun to think of that little baby in my stomach, at the time, and the movie inspiration, that gave me the idea for El's name, Elliot Taylor or E.T.! Being in a band has another effect on a person, they become used to attention and their name being out there . . . my other son, protests every time I refer to him! So, I call him, generally, my son without a name! LOL! I don't love one son more than the other, one doesn't seem to mind me writing about him, and the other does! My nameless son, is not loveless . . . I adore him, he just doesn't want anyone to know, and his talents are in other areas--however, he is a musician also, he does electrical music, on turn tables and computers, good stuff that was also stolen, just not as high profile or known! The miracle of surveillance . . . Brett met both of my boys, and all the fun and games started, with Isaac, Shelley, Jessie and Tiffany, making "Bandit" CDs, without names and labels, setting up bank accounts, and raiding ATM machines nightly!
Shelley's checks were all written and business conducted, under Sterling Financial . . . Brett and I lived in Mt. Sterling! Any connections, I would guess so! It was a set up, get rid of mom and dad, steal son's band, after killing lead singer, Blake Donner . . . died 2004! Parallax was kicking out CD after CD, as the heavy metal and grungy culture, started . . . big time money! American greed, murder, music, money!
Ditch in the Delta . . . Hopefully, Ditch the Delta!
What inspired this blog, and the direction it took, was the bus was in Montros, or some small town, just as we were getting close to Grand Junction, and I noticed a truck on the side of the road, and several other items with the word, Delta, on them, taking not, because of this new band's name, and wondering what it stands for in the band's mind, but this truck, had markedly large, gold block letters, stating, "DELTA TRANSFER!" I look at these things as signs, from God, as to what I should either do, or things seem to be instructional, from that extraterrestial being and my Intel guy, God, and I listen, read, think and wonder. So, I was that, and right after than, another billboard, that had a black horse, with a rider, and it was almost sitting on its, rump, looking like the horse was stopping from going somewhere or resisting going somewhere. That seemed related to the thoughts or directions the other sign was showing . . . I thought, stop pushing the old God's Revolver stuff, put the brakes on . . . and focus on transferring attention to Ditch in the Delta, solid gold!
So, here we are, to kill all of Medusa's heads or snakes, coming out her head, you have to cut off the head of the monster at the neck, ending life so to say for all the out shoots of the main source, or center, central, what the cops call, jail headquarters, and go for the leaders, who are making money off the old CD, no matter how good it is . . . this is where the Catch 22 comes in . . . my love for God's Revolver, the music, still gets me and moves me, the power of the message, the haunting lover's triangle, topics like pride, justification, sanctification, and other religious issues and Reid Rouse, lead singer, gives his heart and soul getting across the powerful messages of the songs, and leaving all that, and going for loyalty to this new band I know, nothing about! But, I realized, there is a way, to meet the challenge of getting rid of the money changers, and thugs, who still get royalties, by not pushing purchasing the music, but still getting people to listen online, for free, as I did this weekend, with both God's Revolver and Maraloka, getting the biggest thrill from not only the music, but watching the evolution of the band, the members, the hair, the differences in the music, the growth, and love for my beautiful red haired son, that brings me so much pleasure and joy from his music. Because he took the talents, and not only used the ones he was given, but he has increased the native talent, and improved it through pursuit of a music major in college . . . just love it, sit with a permanent grin, digging the hell out of the bands!
Like Mother, Like Son!
I remember telling Elliot, back in 2008, and again, in 2011, when his first Sony record came out, that the crew of bandits, were waiting like vultures, hovering over the music, both past and present to steal it away and Elliot, just said, I don't care. What? He was into another band, trying out new techniques, trying what he was learning in school, adding richness and depth to his music, he didn't have time to worry about music he had already gained the pleasure of making, it was onward and upward . . . he simply, loves to make music, he can't not make music, it is in his soul! LOL! I have heard to be successful in something, as well as make money, just do what you love, and the money will follow, which is not Elliot's focus. I loved what Bernard Somners of New Order, the British band said in and interview, we didn't make the music for money, we made it to make HISTORY! The Little Black Horse CD is historical, probably the first western made to music, or at least one of the originals to do that, blending two genres of music, peerless, rock & metal . . . I remember music critics not knowing exactly what to call the music, southern rock, metal, rock and metal, western rock, whatever! The band probably would not change a thing! It is just Elliot's pissed off mother! I saw this from the get go, right off the bat, at the time, going to die, and sick at what Shelley and crew were doing!
As an attorney, taken out of the game, going to die, seeing your son, struggle with the legal aspects of protecting himself, although, very self-sufficient, I remember, feeling so helpless, with him telling me had done a poor man's copyright . . . remembering the term from law school, hoping that would keep their music safe from the sharks I saw circling the waters around him, after the pain of losing Blake and Parallax, after 7 years of struggle and playing together! It may be more painful for the parents to see their children, shark bait, and having the tools to help them out, but not being in a position to help them! But, what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger! But, just like my son, I do what I do for the love of the law, love of the constitutions, love of writing, love of education, love of sharing knowledge and power! I really don't give a rat's ass about the money . . . although, I object to people I fucking hate, taking either my son's money or mine, often using it against both of us! In the intelligence world, they break'em and then make'em! They act as if they are God, and they have the power to make or destroy, making them think that people are reliant on them, when in reality, the very people who destroyed them in the first place, are now appearing to be their friends and allies, turning them against the mother who drove the 12 year old band members, about 300 miles, twice a week for band practices, backyard concerts, and music lessons . . . it was done in love, but I hate to see, Shelley, Isaac's mother, who never, even ONCE, drove the three little rockers, ever, move in for the kill after doing none of the work! That I object to!
Little Rockers of the Future . . . Evolution of a Rock God!
- there is no short cut to success! Rock stars don't just pop out of the wood work, unless they cheat, but all stars, spend years behind the scenes, learning from mistakes and failures, before they become stars . . . Beyonce' started at age 9, most stars do, they just get famous fast, after being discovered! So, it seems that this unheard of talent, is just discovered and bingo, they are famous overnight . . . rarely if ever happens!
- use the talents you are given, and increase the ones that come naturally to you
- always improve your talents, through practice, education, training, work, experience, sharing your talents
- don't go into music or any other field for money, do what you do for the love of the work
- they say, if you do what you love, you will always love what you do
- God has unlimited power to increase your original talent, and he gives righteous stewards the increase, as taking from the man with one talent, and giving it to the man with 5, I think he also got the other guy's talents too, it seems like he got a total of 10!
- practice makes perfect . . . Elliot got his first guitar at age 11 or 12, and he took lessons, or may even be still taking them now, he was last I heard, a year or so ago, and he always sees room to improve or learn from others . . . thanks to his teacher, Dave and others, who have loved, encouraged, and taught him his passion for music, even when his parents were rendered inoperable!
- protect your music . . . the United States Constitution, has a provision that protects inventions, writings and the arts; therefore, if push came to shove and I sued the bastards and bitches that stole the thunder of the real magic musicians, they would face, the power of the Supreme Law of the Land, behind them, God's Revolver and the other power trio, of music, plus state laws and statutes, protecting copyright, patents, that line of intellectual property protections, but also, provisions protecting interference with contracts, as happened with the promoter, who got paid more to kill the band, and stop promoting the hard rock band of the day? Does that make sense! Hell no, foul play was involved!
- don't give up . . . if there is one thing I have learned from my son, is to just keep truckin'! He is all about the music, and moving forward, and God, seemed to say that today, don't worry about the past, look to the new band, Elliot is more talented today than he was back 10 years ago! Because he has increased his talents, can't wait to see what he is up to!
Proud Mama . . . Happy Birthday, E.T.!
PHONE HOME!
P.S., I am just sitting at Roasted Expresso & Subs, writing this blog, in this funky coffee shop, rockin' the business today, crowded and fun music, while writing this blog about music. I am looking at the books, stacked in the window, and one of them is entitled, SCUM, by Isaac Bashevis Singer! How is that for a confirmation by God's powerful symbolic teaching . . . Isaac was Elliot's closest cousin, best friends, since birth, being born just months apart, so his betrayal is particularly painful to Elliot, I am sure, and Elliot's success was more than cousin could stand! Isaac is talented, Shelley is smart, mother and son, could have been the same combo as me and Elliot, they just chose to steal their way to fame, fortune and acclaim, pushing the true people to the background with the help of fucking cops, prosecutors and judges! But, once again, like mother, like son . . . both are fucking pond SCUM!
Don't get brown haired, Elliot, of the movie, E.T., confused with Isaac, who actually has brown hair, that problem came to mind while watching the movie the other night, that the evil twins would use that to fuck the real Elliot--Isaac, means laughing one . . . God's Revolver, E.T., or Elliot Taylor Secrist, bass guitarist, for God's Band, is the red haired, boy, or golden locked rock God of Maraloka, patterned after, Norman ROCKWELL's, painting of a young red haired boy, in overalls, with a frog in one hand, and a Yo Yo in another, freckled faced, and mischievous!
Don't get brown haired, Elliot, of the movie, E.T., confused with Isaac, who actually has brown hair, that problem came to mind while watching the movie the other night, that the evil twins would use that to fuck the real Elliot--Isaac, means laughing one . . . God's Revolver, E.T., or Elliot Taylor Secrist, bass guitarist, for God's Band, is the red haired, boy, or golden locked rock God of Maraloka, patterned after, Norman ROCKWELL's, painting of a young red haired boy, in overalls, with a frog in one hand, and a Yo Yo in another, freckled faced, and mischievous!
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