Another edition of Cool Dad’s week on Instagram.

Mr. Kissyface
Loooove this guy. Continue reading
Last week, I boldly stated that you need Tree of Life, the debut EP from L.E. Taylor (our friend Lauren). Here’s why.
Several years ago, Lauren’s husband Nate drowned during a trip to visit his family in Oregon. Their son Jack was only a couple of months old. She found healing and hope in God’s love expressed through the family and friends around her, and in writing these songs.
And God’s fingerprints have long been on her music. In this post on her old blog, she tells the story of “Lullabye,” the last track on Tree of Life. When she was 17, the song came to her in a dream, and she woke and wrote it in minutes. The song later led to a vivid vision of her singing it over her husband’s casket. It would be years before she would meet Nate.
In the post linked above, Lauren explained,
Nathan is a ripple effect. Thus comes the name of my blog here. Maybe, just maybe, Nate’s story, my story, Jack’s story, spreads life even farther. In its sadness. In its joy. In its pride. In its humility.
I only know Lauren through blogging, but the ripples of Nate’s life have rocked me. Listening to “Lullabye” moved me to tears last week, far beneath the city in a half-full subway car. God is at work in this music, and I feel led, gently and urgently, to do what I can to join. Now, that means sharing Lauren’s music.
We’re giving away 3 digital copies of Tree of Life by L.E. Taylor. You can enter through Facebook and Twitter, and by leaving a comment on this post.
And though I don’t normally encourage impatience, go ahead and buy the record on iTunes if you don’t feel like waiting for the giveaway to end.

Lucius at Knitting Factory Brooklyn (photo: Eric Corpus)
Ever since seeing Lucius open for The Lone Bellow a few months back, I’ve been hooked on their ’60s-flavored indie pop. They have a self-titled EP out, with a full album coming hopefully later in the year. You can read more about the band in this feature I wrote for Brewing Culture.
“Don’t Just Sit There,” with its syrup sweet melody and harmonies, has gotten cozy in my head for the last 3 months.
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This video was shot in 2007 and then posted in 2010, but it’s going viral just now. In it, two-year-old Penelope sings Pearl Jam’s “Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town.” I bought that CD, Vs., from Wal-Mart the day it came out in 1993, and I still don’t know the words!
Props to li’l Penelope for matching Eddie Vedder line by line. And +10 Cool Points to her family for playing good music in the car. Continue reading
My friend Heather posted this to Facebook yesterday:
Pretty great bumper sticker on a minivan tonight: “I used to be cool.”
I don’t know the owner of said minivan, but I hope s/he’s not implying that simply owning a minivan robs one of Cool Points. My first car was a minivan, a brown Plymouth Voyager with vinyl woodgrain paneling on the sides that gave it a natural, Bear Grylls kind of sexiness. It pretty much looked like this:

And look at how cool I was! Continue reading