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    <description><![CDATA[My name is Caleb. I make music by the name of <a href="http://www.myspace.com/mistyaeons">Misty Aeons</a>.

My friend Geena and I make music together by the name of <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thesecages">These Cages</a>.

i felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. the woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling. ecstasy, even, i felt, with flashes of sudden remembrance, and feeling sweaty and drowsy i felt like sleeping and dreaming in the grass. <b>jack kerouac</b> 

i woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when i didn't know who i was -- i was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room i'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and i looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who i was for about fifteen strange seconds. i wasn't scared; i was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost. i was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the east of my youth and the west of my future. <b>jack kerouac</b>
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      <title>AEONS on MySpace Music - Free Streaming MP3s, Pictures</title>
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      <title>yourscenesucks.com</title>
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      <title>Remix @imogenheap The Song That Never Was for @twestivalfm</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Remix <a href="http://twitter.com/imogenheap" target="_blank">@imogenheap</a> The Song That Never Was for <a href="http://twitter.com/twestivalfm" target="_blank">@twestivalfm</a>]]></description>
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      <description><![CDATA[excited for Virb!]]></description>
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      <title>The Decision</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[<p>This is a visual representation for the series of haiku&#039;s I call &quot;The Decision&quot; that describe the past and present (and future) of America.</p>
<p>
Copyright 2008 Caleb Neubauer</p>]]></description>
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      <title>The Storm</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Listen to "The Storm" at myspace.com/thesecages. It is our newest song from last July. It isn't on the Virb profile...

We are very proud of Geena's song. We hope you like it. :)

Caleb]]></description>
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      <title>Passenger Seat &amp; Different Names for the Same Thing</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[And you'll find a cover of both the Death Cab songs I recorded in honor of the new record coming out this Tuesday.

Caleb]]></description>
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      <title>Earth Machine</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Geena and I spent more time recording a song she wrote called "Earth Machine".

You can find it at virb.com/thesecages. We hope you enjoy it!

Caleb]]></description>
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      <title>These Cages</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Back in the winter of 2007, my friend Geena and I recorded a cover of Iron & Wine's "Such Great Heights" cover, which was originally written and recorded by The Postal Service.

We were happily surprised to find that many people loved it, so we decided to record another song. During a day in March, Geena was back from Seaside (where she lives) and we recorded an original song she wrote. It's called "Earth Machine", and we hope to finish it within the next week or so.

When it is finished, you will be able to find it at virb.com/thesecages and myspace.com/thesecages. Another blog will be published to let you know that it is finally done.

We hope you enjoy it!

Caleb]]></description>
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      <title>The Decision</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[THE DECISION

By Caleb Neubauer

Our book opens
It's pages crack like old leaves
They smell like the pines

From the silence
The hum of insects resounds
As it always has

"We are a wave
the waves move onward"
Our past moves as ink

Gulp down these words
The night sky has talent
It does the same

Like a boy running
Another color in hand
They sprint in the dark

Waves start as ripples
Grow like a collection of
roots in the soil

Society
The letters bleed
Together

We weren't first
Those who sleep under the moon
They know who was

Death, illness, pain
Came to you always
if your skin wasn't white

Our book runs
Fingertips drenched in blood
As one aspect

Broken spine
The ashes surround you
Can you move?

Our history hurts
A volcanic eruption
But we are more

Pour out, light
Waves wash the rocks
Turn and go back

"Never forget"
We do not dwell
Turn and go back

Redemption is there
Over here, by the edge
Peace rests softly

A new blank page
Bright, fresh, warm
The hum echoes

The pines whistle
Waves continue past us
Turn and go back

Ink will soak in
What will we write?
Our book is open


Copyright 2008 Caleb Neubauer]]></description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 23:33:47 -0700</pubDate>
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      <title>The Absence of Nature</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[THE ABSENCE OF NATURE

Written by Caleb Neubauer

On some cold, winter nights by the fire my father will read stories about my grandfather's experiences as a child. My grandfather, as an older man, wrote hundreds of pages about his childhood growing up in Iowa. He wrote about his time hiking along the streams and running up and down across the rolling hills. The stories tell of the times he fished in the river and hunted for squirrels in the forests. He wrote about how excited he would get when he found arrowheads among the nooks and crannies of a dry creek bed, and how fast he could pedal his bike along the dirt roads. All these moments spent immersed in nature molded my grandfather into one who cared deeply for the environment, and had a firsthand knowledge of why it was important. As a father, he brought up his children, including my father, to have a love of the outdoors, and encouraged them to spend as much time outside in the woods and fields nearby as they could. It was in this way that my father's childhood mirrored my grandfather's - both spent enormous amounts of time playing and hunting and fishing in the land around their homes.

When I was born, my father knew how important it was that I (and later my younger brother) spend time in the wilderness, whether it be to the east in the Oregon desert, or west in the Cascades Mountain Range, or any other place that offered such rich experiences amongst the trees and rocks and rivers and open sky. My family always makes it a priority to spend time in the outdoors. The problem that we now face today is that my family has become a rare type. Our family goes on seven to ten day backpack or canoe trips into isolated wildernesses, while most families anymore typically spend their vacations going on cruises or to warm sunny beaches, staying in hotels and resorts, and going out to dinner every night. I am not trying to put these families down - I am simply pointing out that most families don't go to wild places, whether it is because they know not how to prepare for such an endeavor or whether they simply have no interest. The bigger picture that I'm getting at is that the time most families and especially children spend outside as my father and grandfather did has dwindled to almost nothing. Rarely do you see kids romping through the woods and fields of America, splashing their small hands in the water of a brook or sailing through the sand of a dune. Rarely do you catch sight of a group of kids digging in the fresh soil looking for bugs, or riding their bicycles through the forests. Kids just aren't experiencing nature as they once did, and that has led to speculation that the absence of nature has done and is continuing to do more harm than once thought.

The lack of nature in children's lives is now becoming an issue to many people, including journalist and author Richard Louv. As the author of Last Child in the Woods, Louv describes a scenario in which children spend little time outside in the arms of nature, whereby the risk of illnesses of all sorts is increased. His idea is that kids these days are beginning to experience "nature-deficit disorder". While not an actual medical diagnosis, he believes that because of how much time kids spend indoors staring at screens and using electrical outlets, we are bringing up a generation that will care very little about our fragile planet. Scientists have found thousands of answers to such questions as how a volcano erupts or how the cell replicates itself, but the connection between our planet and us as a science is an unexplored frontier. Only very, very recently has documented research been done to find out more about this subject matter in a scientific procedure. The greatness of the natural world is indeed misunderstood, but that in itself lends its greatness.

In America, we are all seeing a rise in obesity and diabetes in children, cuts in recess time and physical education classes, and an overall trend toward iPods, cell phones, and television. I am not saying that electronics are bad - kids just simply must have more time in nature. With kid's limited time outdoors, we are seeing more psychological illness in younger children, and unhealthier teens and adults, even with school sports and regular exercise. There is an apparent connection that is being severed, and we need to stop and think about how harmful it will be to future generations.

Unfortunately, Louv's argument has been hijacked by the motorized recreation industry, using it to advertise snowmobiling, dirt biking, and jet skiing. They claim that going out into the wilderness riding such machines can be seen as a "cure" for nature-deficit disorder. However, the sound of the wind rustling the canopy of leaves above cannot be substituted for the roar of a motor, and it will only lead to a failed idea of how to solve the problem.

What the parents and children and people of our country need to start focusing on is making time spent in nature, similar to the ways of my father and grandfather, a much higher priority. Go for hikes, dig in the dirt, swim in the stream - surround yourself with nature. Avoid watching so much television, playing so many video games, and spending so much time sitting at a screen. Don't be so scared of nature; yes there are harmful things out there, but we cannot risk not experiencing nature, as those ramifications are much more harmful.

I look forward to the nights when my family hears the thoughts and feelings of my grandfather's experiences as a boy who immersed himself in nature. While he has passed on, his words still ring truth in this day and age. My hope is that future generations will heed this call, and take the path that leads them to their roots: one that understands how critical a relationship with the earth is, and that to live a full and healthy life, it must have the scent of the waves and resound with the roar of the sea.


Copyright 2008 Caleb Neubauer]]></description>
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