Gold, Frankincense, and Metal … er, Myrrh

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Gold, Frankincense, and Metal ... er, Myrrh

In a world seem­ingly gone mad, find­ing some­thing or some­one worth prais­ing can be dif­fi­cult. The old adage regard­ing the news media, namely “if it bleeds it leads,” has sel­dom been more accu­rate than it is today. Be the blood lit­eral or fig­u­ra­tive, the lat­ter shed by those liv­ing in Per­pet­ual But­thurtsville shak­ing with fear over killer stat­ues, the cra­zies are crowd­ing the stage. Those prac­tic­ing nor­malcy, or work­ing toward the bet­ter­ment of oth­ers, receive scant if any atten­tion. So let’s pay them some.

In Florida, there resides a house­hold fea­tur­ing three sis­ters, ages of same being sev­en­teen, six­teen, and thir­teen. (I’ll save you trou­bling your­self with the math; their col­lec­tive age is twelve years lower than mine. Ouch.) As is eas­ily imag­ined, said house­hold can get a mite loud. Seri­ously loud.

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Wel­come to Gold Frank­in­cense & Myrrh, three young women on a mission.

While the notion of three teenage girls play­ing and singing blis­ter­ing met­al­core (or, as they not inac­cu­rately call it, beau­ty­core) might seem a tad odd, they are not the first female hard rock­ers. How­ever, they are one of the very few fea­tur­ing sub­stance rather than sex appeal and style. Tongue in cheek, quite mod­est cheer­leader out­fits are the band’s stan­dard stage apparel, and off­stage the mem­bers stay mod­est in all areas. Also, Gold Frank­in­cense & Myrrh (GFM for short) might be the first all-​woman metal band to include a mis­sion state­ment on their web­site that would warm even the most can­tan­ker­ous fundamentalist’s King James Version-​bound heart.

Thank­fully, mom is cool with her daugh­ters musi­cal adven­tures. In fact, she’s so cool she works with the band, her col­le­giate stud­ies in finance and invest­ment doubt­less prov­ing quite handy as she reps for them. And moms them with­out stage mom­ing them, instead keep­ing the focus on her remark­able trio of offspring.

While I freely admit my cur­rent lis­ten­ing habits lean far more toward my beloved clas­sic Chris­t­ian rock plus excur­sions into Grate­ful Dead and Gen­tle Giant ter­ri­tory, I rather like GFM’s mix of mus­cle and mean­ing. It warms my heart to see young woman serv­ing Christ with­out doing the same ol’ same ol’ wor­ship recipe cut and paste pablum. Three plus decades after it started, there are still artists pro­claim­ing the Mes­sage with­out com­pro­mise either spir­i­tu­ally or artis­ti­cally. You bet­ter believe I’m going to do what I can to let peo­ple know they’re out there and need our sup­port. GFM won’t be everyone’s cup of tea. But for all believ­ers, they are beau­ti­ful exam­ples that the Spirit is still crank­ing it up to 11.

In a world seemingly gone mad, finding something or someone worth praising can be difficult. The old adage regarding the news media, namely “if it bleeds it leads,” has seldom been more accurate than it is today. Be the blood literal or figurative, the latter shed by those living in Perpetual Butthurtsville shaking with fear over killer statues, the crazies are crowding the stage. Those practicing normalcy, or working toward the betterment of others, receive scant if any attention. So let’s pay them some.

In Florida, there resides a household featuring three sisters, ages of same being seventeen, sixteen, and thirteen. (I’ll save you troubling yourself with the math; their collective age is twelve years lower than mine. Ouch.) As is easily imagined, said household can get a mite loud. Seriously loud.

Welcome to Gold Frankincense & Myrrh, three young women on a mission.

While the notion of three teenage girls playing and singing blistering metalcore (or, as they not inaccurately call it, beautycore) might seem a tad odd, they are not the first female hard rockers. However, they are one of the very few featuring substance rather than sex appeal and style. Tongue in cheek, quite modest cheerleader outfits are the band’s standard stage apparel, and offstage the members stay modest in all areas. Also, Gold Frankincense & Myrrh (GFM for short) might be the first all-woman metal band to include a mission statement on their website that would warm even the most cantankerous fundamentalist’s King James Version-bound heart.

Thankfully, mom is cool with her daughters musical adventures. In fact, she’s so cool she works with the band, her collegiate studies in finance and investment doubtless proving quite handy as she reps for them. And moms them without stage moming them, instead keeping the focus on her remarkable trio of offspring.

While I freely admit my current listening habits lean far more toward my beloved classic Christian rock plus excursions into Grateful Dead and Gentle Giant territory, I rather like GFM’s mix of muscle and meaning. It warms my heart to see young woman serving Christ without doing the same ol’ same ol’ worship recipe cut and paste pablum. Three plus decades after it started, there are still artists proclaiming the Message without compromise either spiritually or artistically. You better believe I’m going to do what I can to let people know they’re out there and need our support. GFM won’t be everyone’s cup of tea. But for all believers, they are beautiful examples that the Spirit is still cranking it up to 11.