My days have recently included:
- Navigating life. Dealing with job-related stress, wondering what else I should be doing in the world, pondering existence. You know, the usual.
- Biking through the nearby neighborhoods of the Bronx when I get the chance, always searching for that elusive perfect trail.
- Working on the final chapters of my book. They are absolutely the hardest to write, since they have to provide both excitement, a climax, and tie up all the loose strings. Often books have a rushed ending. I can relate now. It ain't easy.
And in exactly one week I'll be heading down to Jones Beach, Long Island, with my wife and our respective brothers for a day of anticipating the evening's Rush concert.
Speaking of which, I've given their latest album, Snakes & Arrows, quite a number of listenings now. It's grown on me now, which I knew it would, but I had to give it a lot of runs to do so. Even if the album is far from their best, it's still a solid album from a band whose sound I adore. Lyrically, Neil Peart touches on basic subjects of hope and belief.
I am a bit disappointed in the sweeping generalizations he tends to make about religion and faith. From older songs such as "Free Will," "Ghost of a Chance," and "The Weapon," it's always been clear that he's taken a position of belief in nothing but Man's own abilities (the "goodness of humanity"), acknowledging no higher power. And I can respect that, even if I quietly resist that notion. But, he's always been so much more respectful about his belief in nonbelief. Now it just seems...lazy.
Now it's come to this / It's like we're back in the Dark Ages / From the Middle East to the Middle West / It's a world of superstition
Now it's come to this / Wide-eyed armies of the faithful / From the Middle East to the Middle West / Pray, and pass the ammunition
Equating faith and prayer with terrorist acts, or of our own country's aggression overseas in the name of oil or God (take your pick, right?), is just a few steps too far. In my book, anyway. Still, Rush always maintains a positive outlook and that's what I love about them (among other things), and I concur with the chorus of the same song.
We can only grow the way the wind blows / On a bare and weathered shore / We can only bow to the here and now / In our elemental war