Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Why isn't Kevin Heider Famous Yet?

     I don't know why I haven't done this yet, but I'm doing it now. Last fall, I went to a little house concert in Steubenville, Ohio. I didn't even know about it until about 2 hours before it started when a missionary friend of mine asked me if I wanted to join him in going. Little did I know that I would meet two insanely talented singers who are on their way up.

     The little shin-dig was actually an album release event for the wonderful Alanna-Marie Boudreau. This was her first official release on iTunes, I believe. Her voice inspires contemplation. Listen to her stuff. Here's a sample. Buy her album. You will love it. Every guy in that room, who hadn't met her before, immediately fell in love.

     Ok, so she's just starting out and I get that it takes time to build your name, but what I don't get is why the guy who opened for her isn't a household name yet. Ok, I realize that's asking a lot but please understand that Kevin Heider is truly an amazing songwriter. I really don't know how to describe his style, because it's so diverse, therefore I have concluded that his genre is "awesomeness". He can be poetic, funny, catchy, inspirational and thought-provoking all at once, and then hit you with a reality check, forcing you, all of the sudden, to view the world differently.

     I realize that this is high praise, but I mean it sincerely. He is one of the best lyricists I know of. Oh, and the melodies and music are amazing as well. I just have a hard time describing them because the variety of styles he uses, like I said before, range more widely than most artists.

     I know that all of this seems like exaggeration, but I really do feel an obligation to spread his music, so here:

His latest album: "The Spark" (If nothing else, listen to "Enola's Wake")


His website
His YouTube channel

I don't know what else to say, except that I can't stop listening to his stuff.

Peace.


Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Fratricide

Survey the battle's aftermath
The eery sight its grounds behold.
None victoriously noble.
All those who fought have now gone cold.

Brothers became arch-enemies
Self-righteous, closing open doors 
Unforgiving and impatient
Fought their battles, forgetting wars

One darkly bore an evil sneer
Found the opportune flame to tend
Fraternal wrath he did cajole
Their bond, the brothers would not amend

I have no time for civil wars
No room for selfish, spiteful kin
If legions spar among themselves
They'll die before the feuds begin