/ JUNE 2008

+ JUNE 26th, 2008  NOW PLAYING:  Rogue Wave - Descended Like Vultures

                          Ben Bowen laying the sweet mellophone *Photo by Christian Gaarn

As some of you may or may not know, Cookie and I just had our first child several weeks ago (Sam Aengus Cooper is the little feller's name).  I'm totally committed to spending time at home with my wife and new boy on our monumentally exciting journey.  So keep an eye on this space for periodic updates, the usual blogging, and some other neato music and news.  I also plan on getting all the live photos and videos (they've been piling up) finally updated here on the site.  Sorry for the delay, my brain is much.

Much Love & Stuff;
COOP 


+ JUNE 18th, 2008  NOW PLAYING:  Old 97's - Blame It On Gravity

                                                                                   *Photo by Christian Gaarn
I didn't mean to lay such heaviness on you the other day.  Perhaps only now can my brain be trusted because I don't feel like sugarcoating anything.  On the other hand, I'm severely sleep deprived, so maybe I can't be trusted after all.  How can one be exhausted but elated?  Confused and Confucius?  I'm still trying to figure out how to exist in this state, without coming off like a melodramatic idiot.  It's gonna take some time...yep.  

Ahem.  In other news, I'm getting around to loading up the pix from the big big St. Stephen's show to this site.  I'll definitely let you know when they're up.  In the meantime, the incomparable Emma has uploaded tons of videos from the night to YouTube.  You can basically see the entire show from air conditioned comfort of those cut-off jean shorts.  Rrrowwrr!! 

GO WATCH SC ST.STEPHEN VIDEOS HERE!

Much Love & Stuff;
COOP


+ JUNE 15th, 2008  NOW PLAYING:  The Dodos - Visiter

                                                                                   *Photo by Christian Gaarn
Jeebus, I'm not even sure where to start.  Seriously.

I've just come off the two most insane weeks of my entire life, featuring the highest highs and lowest lows to boot.  I've got so much to say and tell you about, but still going through it all in my head.  I don't really feel much like extrapolating the fine details here, but I do feel that I can share some of the basics with you all.  Like Colonel Sander's Secret Recipe, and that special place between your legs...some things are private.  Sorry, that last part was pretty disgusting.     

The bottom line (for now) is this:

My first son, Sam Aengus Cooper, was born on May 26th.  He was 5 weeks premature, so his early arrival was quite a shock to say the least.  After a series of surreal and nightmarish events, we wound up delivering him in Markham (!!) instead of the ideally-planned one-block-from-our-home Mount Sinai Hospital in downtown Toronto.  After a marathon length, all-natural birth by my heroic Cookie Momster, Sam was whisked away to an incubator in the Special Care Nursery.   We spent 10 long, scary and emotional days at the hospital (an hour from home) trying to get our precious boy home to us.  The experience has left me grateful, but I really don't recommend it (the method, not the having-of-kids part).

We are extremely happy to have Sam safely at home now, and are getting into the swing of this parenting thing.  We are sleep deprived and scared, but absolutely, positively, over-the-moon in love with our new baby boy and excited about our new life all together.  I could spend hours just looking at this little human bean we created together.  He is an absolute marvel to behold.  I feel completely dwarfed by his significance and the weight of being a responsible father.  

Here's what's been on my mind:  There are people in this world whose job it is to save babies lives.  That's right.  Every single day, they grab their morning coffee and shuffle off to the "shop" and save babies.  Infant, human beings!  How is any career not rendered inconsequential by this fact?  This sort of thing is going on while we stack parts in a production plant, serve coffee, clean toilets, micro manage other people, teach guitar, write plays, design websites, sell cars, or drive trucks...for what?  I'm left with the realization that the only important thing on this planet is the quality time you spend with loved ones.  What does it mean to live in a wealthy country when we don't use the freedom and opportunity to truly enrich our lives?

Much Love & Stuff;
COOP


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