Showing posts with label Brandon Flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brandon Flowers. Show all posts

Friday, October 5, 2012

Brandon Flowers Here Are Some Song Lyrics for You; Richard Dawkins, Call Me, I'll Debate You Any Time


In another media stunt to ridicule Mormonism, a recent TV show paired biologist Richard Dawkins with Killers lead singer and song-writer Brandon Flowers for a meaningless debate on Mormonism in particular and religion in general. 


I'm a big fan of Flowers and like Dawkins mind, despite its narrowness and passionate hate for all things that can't be detected in a microscope.

But, come on!  Brandon is a punk-rocker, not a theologian and has never professed to be one.  Nor is he a historian or a linguist.  Nor has he professed to be any of these. Not only that, as is clear from the history of his lyrics, like me, Flowers has only recently come back to the church, which means for years he might not have even cracked open his Book of Mormon or Bible.  Logically, no matter how intelligent he is, how gifted of an artist he is, he still has a high school boy's knowledge of his religion.  He most likely came (in his case returned) to Mormonism for the same reasons we all do: through individual revelation, Mormonism answers...

1.  Where did I come from?
2.  Why am I here on earth?
3.  What will become of me after this life is over? 

As Coke Newell suggests in Latter Days, "the answers to the three preceding questions [are] the reason three hundred thousand people a year in 160 nations convert to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints" (as of 2000).  Coke Newell goes on to say "I converted in 1976 at the culmination of a winding, yet upwardly inspiring--and to me, completely logical--journey from atheism to Native American thought to Zen".  Like Newell, though born into Mormonism, I followed pretty much the same route to belief.  But, I'm not here to make you the next Mormon, necessarily.  I just hate bigotry in any form, and if I was capable of doing it, I'd defend Islam or Hinduism just as hard.

What would have made the debate fair is obvious:

A.  Brandon Flowers debates an atheist singer-songwriter.
B.  Richard Dawkins debates a prominent Mormon scientist.
C.  At the very least, Richard Dawkins debates a prominent Mormon theologian.

If Dawkins debates me, it clearly won't be fair.  I probably have less knowledge of the church at this point than Flowers for pretty much the same reasons.  But when has anyone ever been fair to Mormons?  At least no one is burning down my house, tar and feathering me, or taking my land (yeah, I know, it belonged to the Indians first anyway--my wife and children, all Navajo, often remind me of that). 

Still, I'm feeling like David right now.  Brandon, below are some lyrics for you free of charge.  Read them, use them if you'd like.  And whatever you do, don't forget to follow your own advice: "Don't break character / You've got a lot of heart".  We love you.  Punk rockers and Mormons alike. 


And Richard, it's tempting to use your nick name, but I won't, I'll fight fair, since I'm already breaking my religion by wanting to fight at all.  What can I say, I'm only human. Call me up sometime you big, gorgeous Goliath of a mind.  I'm well aware my intellectual and evolutionary self doesn't have a chance in hell against you.  But if I continue to live right, my spiritual-self just might lay your intellect out flat on the ground gasping for air.  Win or lose, I never knew until now, but as Brandon would say, I was "battle born."

Richard Dawkins and his whole damn
universe may decay
but this testimony is for real
and grows every day
in fecundity, encompassing everything
from Buddhism to the Big Bang.

“As man now is, God once was;
as God now is, man may be"*

Maybe you can clone a sheep,
stitch a few strands of DNA together,
fling a rocket ship to Jupiter and back,
but your puny rational mind
will never encompass the entirety
of a system it is part of.

“As man now is, God once was;
as God now is, man may be"*

Revelation is the third eye
otherwise we are fish in a fish tank
looking out of the glass
at the room around us
believing we know all that is
and there is nothing beyond

“As man now is, God once was;
as God now is, man may be"*

Richard Dawkins and his whole damn
universe may decay
but my soul is forever
and grows every day
in fecundity, encompassing everything
from Buddhism to the Big Bang
I am and I will carry on
creating world of my own some day.

“As man now is, God once was;
as God now is, man may be"*

Richard, your science may not be able to encompass religion in general and Mormonism in particular.  But my religion can encompass your science.  Because of this, your thoughts, no matter how ingenious, are finite, limited, and most likely will not fully stand the test of time without being modified either by you or by scientists who come after you.  But because "as man is, God once was" and because "as God now is, man may be" everything man has learned or will learn will fit within the scope of my religion providing it's true.  Our understanding of the universe may change with time and education--in fact it has to for us to grow and become like God--but the three fundamental truths of Mormonism--1) that we existed prior to this life as spiritual beings, 2) that we chose to come to earth to gain knowledge (physical, mental, emotional, spiritual), 3) that we continue to evolve towards perfection both in and after this life--these are eternal and all encompassing, which is why I can read scientific text, Buddhist or Hindu texts as avidly as I read Mormon text.  If it is good or true, it will not contradict my religion.  I simply might not have the intellect yet to comprehend how it fits.  As cocky as I am--me, poor little David against you big Goliath--I am humble enough to realize my limits, intellectual, or otherwise.  I am humble enough to realize there are parts of the universe out there that exist even though I can't see them.  Are you?  And if not, how can you call yourself a scientist?  Isn't exploration of the unknown the heart and soul of the sciences?  Maybe, just maybe, part of that universe isn't accessible through a microscope or telescope.  Maybe it takes a soul.  You have one.  By means science cannot prove, I can promise you have one.  Use it, see what you can find. 

Galaxies await to unfold.  Enjoy.

Afterward

I'm actually a fan of Richard Dawkins, and so I hope that he and anyone else reading this post caught the mixture of jest and earnestness.  Although I sincerely believe basic Mormon doctrine, I fear making it to the Celestial Kingdom (our highest realm of heaven)  because how fun can it be to live in a place where everyone believes the same thing?  What's left to debate?  Truth is, I love to argue.  At least in this way, Richard, you and I are brothers.   Reader, bring it on--be ye Dick or not.  There. That ought to guarantee I don't go to the big white room reserved for all the really special people.  That way Richard and I can continue this debate for eternity.



*“As man now is, God once was; as God now is, man may be"  --Lorenzo Snow, Prophet and President of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, 1898–1901.

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

First Connection: Brandon Flowers and the Killers

Late afternoon, maybe February, sunlight intense on the cliffs above Lukachukai.  I top the pass between Chinle and Tsaile, the pinion valley below green-gold. Patches of snow littered with pinion needles hide in the shadows as I race by this high, dry forest.  I'm listening to a Killers CD that I bought as a Christmas present for Marci.  Neither of us has really listened to it, but she likes the single, "Mr. Brightside".

Same day--just a few minutes later, in my driveway:  I'm in the van and I won't get out.  This song is different.  There's something so open, so vulnerable, so rebellious.   The lead-singer keeps repeating...

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

Lyrics don't seem special, and yet something feels familiar.  I replay it, listen closer to the words.

When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I want to stand up, I want to let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I want to shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand

Still, nothing, at least not in the lyrics, that seems would grab me.  But something does.  Especially during the refrain,

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier



Then, strangely hymn-lines come to mind--

Put your shoulder to the wheel; push along,
Do your duty with a heart full of song,
We all have work; let no one shirk.
Put your shoulder to the wheel.

and...

Onward, Christian soldiers!
Marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus
Going on before.

What the heck, this is a retro-punk group, with chunks of the Cure, the Fixx, U2, and the Police buried not-so-subtly below the main text of the melody.  Why on earth are Mormon hymns coming to mind?

So, I replay it, and replay it.  Of course, I don't get why.

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the backburner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the backburner
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

Over and again, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on

Fast-forward a few months, and we're at the house in Page (I think), visiting Marci's parents.  We're all around the computer and Tyler tells us Brandon Flowers, the lead singer of the Killers,  is a Mormon.  I don't believe him.  How can I with the lyrics of "Mr. Brightside"?  His uncle Shane backs him up. 

"They say Alice Cooper grew up a Mormon," I protest.  "And that's false.  Why believe this?"

Later, I do some research. Sure enough Brandon Flowers grew up in Nephi, Utah, and is Mormon.  The Killers are based in Las Vegas where Flowers moved as a teen.  Early on the band was asked to relocate in LA, but Flowers refused to leave his adopted home. 

Flowers, like myself, then, grew up in two very different worlds.  Small town Utah and Vegas.  I grew up in small town Utah and Reno. 

With some context, I think I now understand "All These Things I've done."  "I got soul, but I'm not a soldier / I got soul, but I'm not a soldier" is Brandon letting his parents know that although he feels the spirit of the law, he can't live it.  He's got soul (he feels the spirit), but he's not a soldier (he's not going to be a typical Mormon, not part of the united army of belief).  In other words, he's leaving the flock.

Although many other themes, like Vegas, influence Flowers songwriting, his Mormon upbringing continues to seep through.  He's caught between two worlds, Utah and Nevada--neighboring states, worlds apart culturally, although both were settled early on by Mormons.  Like Flowers, I've been caught in a crossfire between heaven and hell.  And I think, like Flowers, I had a hard time deciding which was hell--small town Mormon Utah or the bright light, big Sodom and Gomorrah.  And of course, I also couldn't decide which was heaven.  Even though "Crossfire" is clearly about typical struggles in marriage, it extends, I think, to Flowers wavering between his religious upbringing and his new found freedom in the ways of the world.  That probably is also a source of the marriage tension discussed in the song.


"Human" written earlier than "Crossfire" directly demonstrates his mixed feelings about religion.  He both wants to be part of it, and at the same time break away from it:

And sometimes I get nervous
When I see an open door
Close your eyes
Clear your heart...
Cut the cord


The doors to the world have opened for him; he's got the chance to "cut the cord."  But he can't.  Why?

And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human?
Or are we dancers?


Most lyric sites record the lyrics this way, and they work.  But if you listen to the song, Flowers never puts an "s" at the end.  So, some sites print the lyrics this way--

And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human?
Or are we dancer?


--which are not only grammatically incorrect, but don't have any clear meaning.  Here's what I think Flowers is singing:

And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human?
Or are we denser?


In other words, he's on his knees, pleading with the Lord for an answer to his question, which is, "Are we only human (simply a product of evolution) or are we denser? (in other words, do we carry a spirit within us and have a divine purpose?)

This time, even after his prayer, Flowers decides to cut the chord:

And so long to devotion
You taught me everything I know
Wave goodbye
Wish me well..
You've gotta let me go


It sounds like he's leaving organized religion behind him.  However, he's not angry; he knows his religious upbringing has made him who he is:  "You taught me everything I know."  But he wants to be free between the crossfire of heaven and hell, so this time he chooses to leave.

For much of my life I felt the same:  Mormonism made me who I am, and it was good, but I want more. I incorrectly believed the church limited my artistic, intellectual and spiritual growth.  I now know it's quite the opposite:  I can only achieve my artistic, intellectual and spiritual potential through the church.  It's who I am. 

Based on a recent interview, it sounds as if Flowers has come to the same personal realization.  But, of course, testimony is a day to day affair, so he could again decide to cut the chord.  Whether he does or not, Mormonism will always be an influence on the Killers.  Mormonism is now a major world religion, and as such, more and more artists, writers and musicians will bring that herritage with them to the arts community.  It is time for critics to take Mormonism seriously as an influence on both American and world culture.

Mormons.  We are.