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Honesty:

City Lights:

The Art of Playing Your

Heart Out

The Photography of Connie Schneider

A story by Erin TurnerNever Assume

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INNARDSEditors Note ............................................................ 2

The Poet’s Corner ............................................ 3

Never Assume ..........................…....................... 4

City Lights .................................................................. 6

Honesty ....................................................................... 12

Ear Candy ............................................................... 14

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When I first started this project it seemed like a daunting task. As with all new ideas, we really wanted our magazine to change the world, and that was a big thing to think about. I constantly tried to think of ways to jumpstart this thing - from fundraising, to elaborate websites, to mass distribution - but ultimately it really came down to one thing: changing the way people viewed life was easier when you did it one life at a time.

Thus, Museworthy Revue was born as a small project, with only about three folks working on it at any given time. It’s been a little rough, but this is our baby and we want to see it grow. We want to bring the hope we see for the future of our collective society to everyone we encounter, and display our love of art, literature, and music by showing you the most creative and fresh parts of it.

Ultimately, I want you to enjoy this for what it is: a

casual, fun way to experience new things, join in a collective community of writers, artists, and musicians, and learn without fear of that elitist mindset that has a tendency to come from the major players in any subculture (we’re looking at you, Hipster-folks). I want to share with you the things that inspire and push me and my team to be something new.

So feel free to explore! Read this magazine from front to back, back to front, upside down, skip around, or whatever your fancy is, and above all, remember to have fun, because I know we here at The Revue definitely will.

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Editor’s NoteEditor-In-ChiefSamuel Reese

Music ColumnistMatisse

PhotographyConnie Schneider

Special Thanks To:Joanna Campbell

Christina “Squib” Adleman

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The Poet’s Corner‘Atta GirlHaze. Is this for real?Stumbling over lightsRunning through the mazeI told you we would fly

Feel it? That chilled sensation?Hear it touch your soulSee it grace your tongueWandering through your mind

Dizzy. Can you see it spin?Round and round, never slowingRound again, step back swiftly Don’t sink, don’t fall

Don’t touch! Feel the danger?Careful now; let it tingleDon’t you slip, be intentThis isn’t a game, dear, we have a purpose

Look down, now look at meIt’ll be all rightCan you see the ground?Right foot, left foot –Sudden drop!

Time

Peeling back the rivets on the clock,Oh but it's locked!Locked and gone and hid the key. Set in motion by a breath,No human eyes were there to see.Tall and strong it cuts the thread.Never wrong when crimson meets its end.Vanishing in pain,Unheeded, it cannot abstain.Still it works and moves and does,Playing at a losing game,Screaming out inaudible refrain.Lost inside the blackened void of empty ears,Unheard by all the world.Grab hold! Don't wait!Or find a life eclipsed by waste.Vanishing in pain,Forgotten, it cannot abstain.

- Matthew Bryant

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- Christina Adleman

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Never AssumeThe doorbell rang at exactly five

twenty-three. Mira could see the clock, the one over the stove, when she closed her eyes now, the little details frozen in her mind. How the laundry was half piled on the couch, waiting to be folded. How the spaghetti sauce on the stove bubbled. How the house smelled like browned meat and tomatoes and Italian spices. Paul’s favorite. They’d fought that day, and she was making dinner to apologize, to say she still believed in him, that he wasn’t really a screw up as she told him. Six months of job searching had been hard for them both. But when the doorbell rang she had tripped to the door, so carefree, so unsuspecting, assuming it was the next-door neighbor come to borrow a cup of sugar or flour or perhaps a stick of butter. They did that with each other. It was nice. Neighborly.

But it was not her neighbor standing at the door. Two men, one younger, one older, with blue uniforms and solemn voices. Mira frowned at them. What did they want? They fidgeted on the doorstep. The younger man twisted his hat around and around in his hand. Finally, the older man cleared his throat.

“Mrs. Loman? I-I’m sorry. It’s your husband….” Mira’s stomach twisted in fear, her heart pounded, her mind leapt in a thousand directions. The officer found his words again.

“He was killed today.” The words hung suspended in the air, then dropped, one by one, like stones in Mira’s heart. The world swam before her eyes. Her knees grew weak. She gripped the doorframe, sagged against it. The officers leapt in concern, their voices blending and melding into meaningless sound. She was led to the chair, the one where Paul used to sit and watch the game. A glass of water was thrust into her hand. The world stopped spinning. She was left with a cold numbness.

“How?” she managed to croak.

“Hit by a bus,” the older officer spoke levelly.

“He didn’t suffer,” the younger one offered, as though to help. It didn’t. Mira ached. She wanted to be left alone, alone with her grief. The officers asked her who they should call.

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“Call?”

“To stay with you.”

“Oh.”

“Children?”

“No, no children, no family, new town.”

“Someone should be with you.”

Mira forced her thoughts to focus. Focus! “Mrs. Gardner, my neighbor.”

“Where?”

“The house with the blue shutters.”

Mrs. Gardner came as the officers left. She bustled in full of energy, turned the stove off, started tea, swept up the laundry, prattling nonsense all the while. It was pointless, silly. Why bother? Why had she been so cruel with Paul that afternoon? Why had she asked him, no, forced him, to go out again. He hadn’t been feeling well. It was just one afternoon.

Finally, Mrs. Gardner finished her efficiency and prattle and settled on the couch with a book and an offer to talk. Mira didn’t want to talk. She wanted to think. Or not to think. Whichever would take the pain away.

She sat in the chair a long time, rocking back and forth, back and forth.

Remembering. Scenes came in flashes, vivid and bright. Their first date. Their wedding day. Paul teasing her – she couldn’t remember about what. The day they climbed the giant old oak in the backyard, just because. The day they moved. This morning, when Paul kissed her and left for an interview. This afternoon, when he had stormed out. Her last words, “Don’t screw up again!”

His last words: “I’d rather die.”

He wouldn’t ever come back.

He really was gone.

Forever.

She’d pushed him out.

It was her fault.

Suddenly the full force of the day slammed into Mira, and she wept, loud, gasping sobs that shook her whole body. ✤

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Erin Turner is a writer from Cumming, Georgia who is currently a student at Boston University. In her spare time she rides horses and visits Narnia. Visit her on her blog at hiddenfiremusings.blogspot.com because that’d be a cool thing to do.

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My passion for photography began when I went to an art show in North Georgia. I saw all these really cool photos and I really wanted to take some like them. So I went home and I got my dad’s camera and started taking pictures. At first they were really bad, but eventually they got better.

Ever since then, I have been taking a lot of photos. I take pictures of things that I think would look good on people's walls, like nature, and people, and anything else that comes to mind. I love taking close ups; that's mainly what all of my pictures are. I also enjoy taking pictures of wildlife. I hope to make a career out

of photography someday.

Lights by Connie Schneider

City

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Above & Below: From the World Trade Center Memorial in New York City

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Below: A wall of signs near the Brooklyn Bridge

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Above: The Freedom Tower

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HonestyWe’ve all been

there. Endlessly plucking away at the strings, staring at a blank notebook with an equally blank expression on our faces, wishing we knew where to even begin with that next hit song we just know we’re gonna write if we can ever get the words out. It’s ridiculous.

Writing a good quality song can be one of the most difficult things to accomplish for some, and the easiest for others. While pop culture often makes it seem as simple as scribbling some uninspired rhymes into your notebook and setting it to the same four chords, putting out a great song is the thing that will make or break your music as a whole. Next to the sound and style of your band, the songs you play are (some of you may say, “obviously”) the most crucial part of any musical endeavor. Those songs will be what make people sit up and listen, or worst case scenario, lean up and hit

“skip.” But what makes a good song?

People have struggled for years to put a name to what they think the best and most important aspect of a song is. Some say it’s the lyrics, some say it’s the beat or the melody -- some even say it’s the way you play it that counts. But ultimately the most important part of a song is what you put into it.

When you write a song, the amount of feeling, emotion, and purpose you

pour into it determines how much of that filters through to your listeners. Writing a song should be like taking what’s inside you and pushing it out to those around you. Ultimately, adhering to that principle will keep you honest in your work, and honesty is what keeps you not only loving your own music, but convinces

others to love it as well.

A very good friend of mine, a guitarist actually,

once said to me, “There’s power when you sing from your heart; it changes things, opens minds, and gets into peoples’

souls.” Sure enough, when he plays or sings there’s never a time that I don’t truly listen. It’s that pure and honest music that causes people to think about the words and the passion behind them. When

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“There’s power when you sing from your heart; it changes things…”

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I write songs, I do so from the deepest parts of who I am, because those areas display the change in my life. When I display that change, other people are changed by it.

Now, this is not to say that it’s a bad idea to write fun songs or lyrics that don’t really mean anything, because everyone needs to kick back every once in a while. But even when you just write something fun and catchy, a little bit of yourself goes into it. You’re displaying the fun-loving, peppy side of yourself, and that goes a long way. When it comes down to it, everything you do should be a little glimpse into who you are. Putting yourself out there is hard, but when you really allow your music to showcase the real you instead of a photocopy of pop culture, your music will really shine.

Experiment with your music as well, try new styles, new lyrics, and new rhythm patterns you may never have considered before. Don’t worry about saving your inspirations right away

either; when you hear something you find interesting, make a note of it and come back later. I like to keep a tape recorder, camera, and notebook (or just a phone, what with all of today’s technology) with me at all times, just in case I get an idea for a new song, or get inspired by something I see or hear.

Lyrics may seem especially important, but think about the last best-thing-you’ve-ever-heard, listen-to-it-all-the-time, get-it-stuck-in-my-head-til-I-go-crazy kinda song. Most of the time, (emphasis on most), it’s the music that catch your attention. The thing you hear teens say so often is “I’m not

listening to the words anyways, I just like the music,” and while this just seems like the worlds most effective strategy for getting your parents off your case (it’s not, by the way, my folks just told me that the lyrics would still get into my head, and sure enough they were right), it’s actually a very valid statement. Most of the time people (musicians especially) pay extra

attention to the music itself, so making sure that the melody and rhythm actually sounds good is important to making sure people will give your track a second listen.

Lastly, just be sure to have fun with it. People notice if you really enjoy what you do, and it’s something they’ll look for every time you start to play. Whether it’s for some big time gig, open mic night at a local pub, or just playing for family and friends, every one loves to listen to someone who loves their music. Whether your style is dark and brooding or light and peppy, enjoy everything about it. Enjoy what you play, take in where you’re playing it, and love those you play with, even if it’s just

yourself. Ultimately, it’s not about making a few bucks, it’s about loving your craft and having a little fun, so get out there and get your rock on! ✤

“I like to keep a tape recorder, camera, and notebook with me at all times, just in case I get an idea...”

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Dark Notes begins with a dreamy synth coupled with floating vocals that make you want to just close your eyes and melt into the track. As the intro fades out, “Rip It All Home” cuts through the silence with a razor-sharp lead that gives way to an electrified chorus with a strong beat, creating a hard, yet fuzzy, atmosphere. “Let It All Down (In The Dark)” opens with Rose Berlin’s hazy vocals, leading into a trudging rhythm that drives the bass and threatens to swallow you whole. “La Casa De Los Ojos” has a wicked beat that swarms your ears as the bassy synth pushes and rides it through the murky effects. “Won’t Be Long (Sun Is Gone)” reverberates through your mind, and “One In A Million” pulls out a firm bass line that accentuates the rattling snare perfectly. Finally, the outro wraps up the album with its haunting vocals, dark bass, and chilling synths that will give you goosebumps as it leaves you with its pensive air. All in all, Dark Notes is one of the best albums I’ve heard in a long time, and I wholly recommend it to any music lover.

Dark Notes by SPC ECO Comfort by GiraffageCharlie Yin founded Giraffage back

in 2011, a one-piece ambient “dreampop” project (with the fitting

tagline, “dreaming while you’re awake.”) that has had fans raving,

and his latest album certainly doesn’t fail to meet the hype. Right away, Giraffage draws you into the dreamlike sounds punctuated by a

smooth but punchy beat that breaks through synths like Mario

busts up castles: it’s a stressful thing to watch but the result is

extremely satisfying. The rolling leads and popping pad on LUV has

an eerily calming effect, and Polar Bear pulls together 8-bit sound

bytes as the synthesizer assaults your ear holes. Elysian’s “glitchy”

synth and oddly charged vocals coupled with the slightly discordant

leads, will have you wishing you could stay in Giraffage’s hazy fever

dream forever.

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Ear Candyby M

atisse

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I know this is a relatively old album, but when I heard the acoustic, folky sound of this husband/wife duo, I had to share it with y’all. The Woodlands have the kind of sound that makes you want to embark on a new adventure with nothing but a sailboat and a cassette player. The gorgeous acoustics and twisting effects in “Until The Day Dims” fills you with the kind of hopeful joy you find among a group of loved ones in the early evening. In “Can We Stay,” Hannah’s childlike plea of “can we stay here longer?” reminds you of the innocent joy of being with your first love. The eery melody found in “King & Queen” gives you chills as the sultry yet simplistic guitar and piano brings about almost an ethereal atmosphere. In “Day To Day,” the dark, driving guitar accents the low, whispering vocals, and the kick drum in “In The Dark On Monday” makes it the perfect driving song. The perfect blend of major and minor found in “Summerland” gives it an enchanting, warm sound that will have you tapping your toes and playing it over and over again. Finally, ”Through The Winter” closes out the album with a trudging yet hopeful sound that will keep you going even in the darkest of times.

The Woodlands by The Woodlands

Quill by Bison

Pick it up at thewoodlands.bandcamp.com

The Last Bison is a 7-piece band that has a cozy grassroots feel with an orchestral sound. “Switzerland” kicks off the album

with a slightly cacophonous hum that brings to mind an orchestra preparing for their debut, and right away the light and bright melody leads into Ben Hardesty’s

passionate & strong vocals, which couple with the solid reed organ to give this track an almost ethereal quality. Mid-song, the

rhythm changes into an almost Mumford & Sons-esque banjo/snare combo, and as the violin ascends the musical scale, the

overall energy grows. The track flows right into “They Are Filled,” which begins with

swelling strings and opens into a cozy guitar rhythm. “Quill”’s floating vocals and energetic rhythm changes well up in your mind, and the contrasting minor melody

and twanging guitar found in “Iscariot” couples with Hardesty’s falsetto chorus to

bring together a haunting melody. “River Rhine”’s quiet melody provides a lull, but

“In Your Room” jumps back in with a lively fiddle and rousing chorus. Autumn Snow fills the room with a beautifully arranged

guitar piece, and “Tired Hands brings out an intriguingly unique melody. Finally,

“Dark Am I” finishes off the album with a haunting biblical chorus of “Dark am I, yet

lovely.” Overall, the amazingly complex and well put together arrangements make

this album a must have for lovers of homespun folk music everywhere.

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Matisse’s Mixtapes

Eyes Dub - VHS or BetaGuts (The Sound of Arrows Rmx) - Alex WinstonGenesis - GrimesDivision Street - Ravens & ChimesLove Is Won - Lia IcesSirkel(Sag) - PandreasJungle - Emma LouiseWeekend (Casa Del Mirto Rmx) - Class ActressSeesaw (Dntel Remix) - CarolineWizard - Clams Casino

Purple

Twenty Miles - Deer TickWillow Tree - Chad VanGaalen

Tornado - Ali IngleLonging To Belong - Eddie Vedder

The Stable Song - Gregory Alan IsakovSwim Club - The Cave Singers

Chapel Song - We Are AugustinesNew Inheritors - Wintersleep

Swim Until You Can’t See Land - Frightened

Green

RedAdvice - The PillowsDate With The Night - Yeah Yeah YeahsRed - NanuchkaDeparture - Crystal StiltsHate To Say I Told You So - The HivesIt’s Getting Boring By The Sea - Blood Red ShoesMolten - Sky LarkinDeath To Los Campesinos! - Los Campesinos! Never Die - Tiger Army

Synesthesia

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Karen Sharp Ministries

Karen Sharp is a prophetic artist who paints visions and dreams from the heart of the Father. Her artwork displays the very picture of heaven on earth, and shows the mind of God through the visual medium. Along with her art, she writes scripture based books that are intended to educate, motivate, and inspire.

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