Blog posts from the Ryan Calder Band
There’s both the profound and the ridiculous that we could chat about when it comes to the year 2020 and all those “vision” quips everyone was throwing about at the beginning of the year. Such is the benefit of hindsight. (Lol or don’t at the pun, but it’s true.) Continue reading Smiling in the midst of mayhem
“Drown out the noise, won’t you speak the words I need to hear”
Age of Crazy, from The Great Deep
One thing I’ve noticed with these masks on, is how muffled the world is in reality. Having said that, it hasn’t really drowned out the noise in our heads. Continue reading If we could just drown the noise…
“Stop the world I wanna get off.”
Tea Bags For Tears, The Great Deep
I’ll bet many people have Continue reading Temporary troubles in a marathon
You’ll hear Christians say things like “many are the plans in a man’s heart, but the Lord orders his steps”. Then, enter Covid-19. Continue reading The future is no longer as it was
I remember lying on the top bunk of a backpackers in Barcelona. It was a September evening in 2011, 1am, and there was still a buzz of vehicle and foot traffic outside. A normal occurrence for the city. I loved Barcelona, and during this time of Covid19, it’s surreal to think that it might be a long while before any of us can venture beyond our own communities. Continue reading In the Open Air
Listening to South African President Cyril Ramaphosa this week, I realised once again the biggest problem in the world, and indeed our nation. And it just so happens to coincide with this weekend. Continue reading Cyril Ramaphosa and fatherhood thoughts
Some time ago, years in fact, I posted a question on my Facebook page. The question was, “Song title suggestions?” Continue reading Tea bags for tears
Here’s a stream on consciousness on the weekend…
A while ago I heard that Martin Scorsese had been famously quoted as saying all art would be free a decade from now. Continue reading Is there a value to art?
THERE’S a childhood dream of mine I’m still in pursuit of. It’s to become an animator. Continue reading A childhood dream
I remember distinctly sitting with my dad in his lounge. It was a sunny Cape Town afternoon, and we were enjoying a slow day as a family and solving the world’s problems. Somehow, the conversation led us to the topic of the Psalms. Continue reading Dear God
