Mather, Anthony = Mormon
Funny, that; I make a positive video and nobody replies to it - unlike my last one which could be seen an controversial (it certainly spurred a conversation (and several "ure horribel!" comments))
Since Hinckley's death, I've heard the song "Follow the Prophet" a few times. I was reminded of Primary, where (like currently) I felt strange while listening to (and then, singing) to it. The tune sounds somewhat sad, with an equally ominous tone to the lyrics.
Drakkar has a song by the same title that is, at least in my Outer Darkness opinion, better:
"Here I'm alone
Look through the window
Snow's falling down
Winter has come
Think to the times
When we were happy
Changes I want
Freedom again
Many years ago the Major said: "Since today you gotta call me king"
Our liberty he took away, with the promise of a golden dream
Soon the dream became a nightmare
Soon the rebels they began to die
No one seemed to have the power to
Get rid of the Major of the Lies
There's a story about a man who lives
In the forest of the ancient rites
I am going now to search for him, if he does exist I want his guide
Then I find him and he says to me:
"I've been waiting for a pure so long
I am giving you the magic ring that will bring you to another world
Follow the prophet to Never, Neverland
Where all the free men together they will stand
A dream of liberty and peace for everyone
Under the light of the sun
I am coming back now, to the real world
To the land of freedom, I will bring you all
It is time for you now, all you slaves and poor
Break the chains that would never let you fly away
If you got the courage, and your heart is pure
All the pain and the sorrow you can behind"
I couldn't find a video for that song (which to me is tongue-in-cheek) but did find an acoustic cover of Kingdom of Madness they did:
Seabound have a track called Exorcise, which has a sample saying "Jesus Christ died with a hard-on" I couldn't find any info on where the sample came from, but a search of the lyrics brought up interesting results.

Labels: feminism, music, queer, young womens
This Mormon Curtian article questions whether certian people would be better off without Mormonism.
I'm better without it, without a doubt, but for those who have their entire identity entwined with The Church it may be different. I feel this way in regards to most of my relatives, especially as I've gotten older.
When I was a young child my inner voice said "this is bogus" whenever they'd pray, or tell me stories of how some great thing had happened in response to their prayers. When I was a bit older I'd question them, asking "Are you sure it was because of the prayer? Maybe it was just a coincidence?" they'd deny it (since god is everywhere, or something like that) Even the out-there stories about the garments. They weren't urban myths or something with another explination, such as the fire not having enough time to burn through their clothing; No, they were True and Real Facts.
Snopes only gave one hit about LDS legends. They don't say either way, alluding to people's personal truths.
Despite what I'd label as a false consciousness, my relatives (at least some of them) are (sometimes) happy. It may be my responsibility to tell them, both Mormon and Catholic, what I see as the truth (as much as something subjective like my version of reality can be) but it is also their right to live their life as they see fit. Since I'd want them to 'let it live' towards me, I should do the same.
As I was typing this, I was listening to Combichrist's "Enjoy The Abuse", Apoptygma Berzerk's "You Keep Me From Breaking Apart" and Assemblage 23's "Sorry". Pretty fitting for this entry (The first two remind me of some of my relatives relationships with others and their religion, and the last describes mine)
Back when I went to church I generally listened to rock and classical (weird mix, I know) so the music played there bored me not only due to it's religious aspect but the monotonous harmonies.
Despite how many other bloggers describe remembering the church songs many years later, I had enough trouble recalling the words when I was sitting on the hard plastic Primary chair. Perhaps this was because I was daydreaming and counting down the hours and mintues to when church would end. Perhaps it was also that since third grade I only attended twice monthly, when visiting my Mormon parent.
In the Catholic chapel all of the songs had religious connotations, but I remember really liking a song that went like, "though the mountains may fall and the hills turn to dust, the love of the lord will stand, as a shelter to all who will call on his name, sing the praise and the glory of god" Even though at that point I was agnostic, leaning on the atheist side, I still looked forward to when this song was on the playlist.
I didn't like any songs sung in Sacrement, especially when I started attending the Catholic church, which while bland was energetic compared to the Mormon sermon. The Primary song that I enjoyed was "Popcorn Popping on the Apricot Tree", firstly because it was silly but secondly since it had nothing to do with religion, which the Mormon church showed me more then anything that it was something to be shunned.

I was listening to this song by Richter, who has many religiously themed tracks, which reminded me of Mormonism.
"I want much more than what you offer - you just slag me
I want to know the unknown answers - you drag me down
oh, high time you get behind me
oh, get gone - don't you vilify me
all these years I've worked so hard to free myself from bondage
all the simple things I took for granted lie beside the road I've travelled
worn and weary - ordinary
and given to moods of spite and jealousy
tired of cruelty - bored with envy
and driven by thoughts of joy past memory
this time it's gonna be better than all that time we spent together
...oh, get gone - you terrorize me
all these years I've struggled with this all-consuming anger
all the greatest pains that go unspoken
bind us to the paths we've chosen
cold and empty - bruised and angry
and used by a lie that defines your morality
send your money - pawn the jewellery
we're sowing the seeds of hate and misery
and all the times you will not kiss me 'till I guarantee my love
by god I think you sure would miss me if I took away your drug"
Labels: music