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I am currently happily consuming a packet of Jelly Belly Beans and its tastes soo good, I am also attempting to write Biology notes and type quickly on Kenny’s keyboard which is ridiculously small, without falling asleep.
Last night I went to watch Roma Waterman and David Meece in concert, I was highly skeptical as I’ve already heard Roma and didn’t find her at all to my fancy and it was on of the family ‘lets get together’ shindigs. I enjoyed myself and was very much touched by the story behind a story that Dave was saying, so much so that I cried. And that coming from me is a big thing. I came to a realization last night, something that I’ve been thinking of very much lately but never have been able to grasp the concept. Fate does odd things
Before I share with you his story, I must say, that he was a very entertaining performer and although he couldn’t sing brilliantly and his piano technique wasn’t up to scratch for someone who graduated from the Conservatoire I respected his ability to incorporate famous piano masterpieces into his music.
David came from an abusive childhood, his father was a violent alcoholic, and would continuously beat his mother in drunken rages. He attempted to murder her three times in front of Dave and his older brother and sister. One school night (forgive the story teller tones here) when Dave was 10, about to fall asleep, he heard this loud explosion, and sat up to find the Chevrolet at the foot of his bed. His dad had missed the garage in a drunken state. In a terrible rage, he got out of the car waving a gun around and said “I’m not only going to fuckin’ kill your mother tonight but I’m going to fuckin’ kill the entire family starting with YOU”.
He proceeded to point the gun right between Dave’s eyes and screamed, “You’re WORTHLESS”. At this point, Dave’s mum and his gran (his mum’s mum who was visiting at the time) had rushed to the bedroom to see what the commotion was about. Dave’s older brother was standing in the room absolutely frozen with fear. Dave’s 72yo gran ran and tackled this man got him on the ground and started punching him. The little humour in this story being that Dave had thought she was punching the 'stuffing' out of his father because she’d just put more snuff in her mouth and it was falling out with every punch. Anyhow, the cops came and that was the last time he ever saw his father
At the time, Dave was a prodigy at the piano and was already a concert pianist, but after those words from his father he stopped having faith in himself and didn’t believe that anything he ever did was good. He proceeded then to graduate from the Conservatoire and write 19 no. 1s on the Christian charts and 34 songs in the top ten, but yet he still didn’t feel like he had accomplished anything just because of those two words that changed his life. “You’re worthless”. Imagine the impact these words would have had on a 10 yo child, especially from someone who, despite was a violent person was his father
One night, after performing to over 5 000 people, Meece got back to the hotel and realized that the reason for the actions of his father was because he too was abused when he was a child and he only knew how to numb the pain by being the same person his father was. And it was through that realization that Meece was able to forgive his father, a decade and 2 years of counseling later he was able to empty the hate and pain of how he was treated.
And that is what I’ve learnt, everybody goes through so many different levels of pain, it doesn’t have to be as bad as being abused but it helps you to come to the realization that in order to understand a person acts the way they do, you must look past that - to the source of it. With that understanding you will be able to not see those faults and see the person for what they truly are, we can see how it has effected their own being. Furthermore, pain and misery is a means by which we can move on as individuals to define our personal being and come to that self knowledge that allows us to see things in a different light. And that my friend is so much more meaningful than going through life without the ability to see just how many beautiful people are out there. And so, Meece’s story ended with “My father’s chair” and it was the most touching, heart wrenching thing I’ve ever heard in my entire life because I understood the context.
Sorry if that was told a bit dodgily, I'm really tired and wanted to get it off my chest before I forgot.
I came home last night to Johnno calling me to come over to Andrews for a few joints and alcohol. I highly tempting offer but it was after midnight and I had yet to call the Zak and I miss talking to him, I promised them I’d msg as soon as I got off the phone hoping that they would be asleep by then. Alas no, they proceeded to call me again and again at 3 in the morning to pick me up and feed me pot and alcohol and coffee, sorry guys, as much as I crave it I promise I’ll come next week, in the meantime FUCK OFF because I’m tired.
Sorry about the lack of photos, I forgot to put in new batteries in my camera and it died after one.. and that was Kenny being cross-eyed.
Last night I went to watch Roma Waterman and David Meece in concert, I was highly skeptical as I’ve already heard Roma and didn’t find her at all to my fancy and it was on of the family ‘lets get together’ shindigs. I enjoyed myself and was very much touched by the story behind a story that Dave was saying, so much so that I cried. And that coming from me is a big thing. I came to a realization last night, something that I’ve been thinking of very much lately but never have been able to grasp the concept. Fate does odd things
Before I share with you his story, I must say, that he was a very entertaining performer and although he couldn’t sing brilliantly and his piano technique wasn’t up to scratch for someone who graduated from the Conservatoire I respected his ability to incorporate famous piano masterpieces into his music.
David came from an abusive childhood, his father was a violent alcoholic, and would continuously beat his mother in drunken rages. He attempted to murder her three times in front of Dave and his older brother and sister. One school night (forgive the story teller tones here) when Dave was 10, about to fall asleep, he heard this loud explosion, and sat up to find the Chevrolet at the foot of his bed. His dad had missed the garage in a drunken state. In a terrible rage, he got out of the car waving a gun around and said “I’m not only going to fuckin’ kill your mother tonight but I’m going to fuckin’ kill the entire family starting with YOU”.
He proceeded to point the gun right between Dave’s eyes and screamed, “You’re WORTHLESS”. At this point, Dave’s mum and his gran (his mum’s mum who was visiting at the time) had rushed to the bedroom to see what the commotion was about. Dave’s older brother was standing in the room absolutely frozen with fear. Dave’s 72yo gran ran and tackled this man got him on the ground and started punching him. The little humour in this story being that Dave had thought she was punching the 'stuffing' out of his father because she’d just put more snuff in her mouth and it was falling out with every punch. Anyhow, the cops came and that was the last time he ever saw his father
At the time, Dave was a prodigy at the piano and was already a concert pianist, but after those words from his father he stopped having faith in himself and didn’t believe that anything he ever did was good. He proceeded then to graduate from the Conservatoire and write 19 no. 1s on the Christian charts and 34 songs in the top ten, but yet he still didn’t feel like he had accomplished anything just because of those two words that changed his life. “You’re worthless”. Imagine the impact these words would have had on a 10 yo child, especially from someone who, despite was a violent person was his father
One night, after performing to over 5 000 people, Meece got back to the hotel and realized that the reason for the actions of his father was because he too was abused when he was a child and he only knew how to numb the pain by being the same person his father was. And it was through that realization that Meece was able to forgive his father, a decade and 2 years of counseling later he was able to empty the hate and pain of how he was treated.
And that is what I’ve learnt, everybody goes through so many different levels of pain, it doesn’t have to be as bad as being abused but it helps you to come to the realization that in order to understand a person acts the way they do, you must look past that - to the source of it. With that understanding you will be able to not see those faults and see the person for what they truly are, we can see how it has effected their own being. Furthermore, pain and misery is a means by which we can move on as individuals to define our personal being and come to that self knowledge that allows us to see things in a different light. And that my friend is so much more meaningful than going through life without the ability to see just how many beautiful people are out there. And so, Meece’s story ended with “My father’s chair” and it was the most touching, heart wrenching thing I’ve ever heard in my entire life because I understood the context.
Sorry if that was told a bit dodgily, I'm really tired and wanted to get it off my chest before I forgot.
I came home last night to Johnno calling me to come over to Andrews for a few joints and alcohol. I highly tempting offer but it was after midnight and I had yet to call the Zak and I miss talking to him, I promised them I’d msg as soon as I got off the phone hoping that they would be asleep by then. Alas no, they proceeded to call me again and again at 3 in the morning to pick me up and feed me pot and alcohol and coffee, sorry guys, as much as I crave it I promise I’ll come next week, in the meantime FUCK OFF because I’m tired.
Sorry about the lack of photos, I forgot to put in new batteries in my camera and it died after one.. and that was Kenny being cross-eyed.