Shine Is Dead; The Prayer Chain Not So Much

As the '80s slid into the '90s, music morphing from day-glo paisley pastel Spandex to grungy flannel, the contemporary Christian music world remained on its same course set two decades earlier: a handful of artists riding if not leading the secular music curve, their reward consisting of being almost universally ignored by industry elements in … Continue reading Shine Is Dead; The Prayer Chain Not So Much

Locust Days

“I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten —the great locust and the young locust,the other locusts and the locust swarm —my great army that I sent among you.You will have plenty to eat, until you are full,and you will praise the name of the Lord your God,who has worked wonders for … Continue reading Locust Days

Heroes Never Fade

One of the somewhat dubious benefits of my current employment location is a couple of televisions above the front registers, each tuned to ESPN albeit with the sound off. Although there are times I would like to hear exactly what whichever set of talking sports heads are yakking about, not having any audio has its … Continue reading Heroes Never Fade

If You’re Too Busy …

And now, some helpful workplace tips brought to you by the apostle Paul. No, really. Paul said in one or more of his epistles that those who believe in Christ should work hard, do what they do as unto the Lord, etc etc. Which is true, albeit admittedly somewhat difficult to remember some days when … Continue reading If You’re Too Busy …

No substitute for Altar Boys superb “No Substitute”

During the second generation of Christian rock in the early to mid ‘80s, reaching out via musical genres previously thought by even the most fervent contemporary music supporters to be at best ill-suited if not utterly inapplicable to evangelical/edifying work gained a foothold. Among the purveyors of these new musical realms were Altar Boys. Roaring … Continue reading No substitute for Altar Boys superb “No Substitute”

“The Color of Dreams” by Derri Daugherty provides pleasant aural dreamscapes

Miss me? Life spent most of 2018 punkpounding me on multiple fronts, hence my lengthy absence from this space. My deep thanks to Peter for his patience. Anyway, time to start catching up on things, starting with some new (well, it was new in August of last year) music by Derri Daugherty, guitarist/vocalist/tunesmith for veteran … Continue reading “The Color of Dreams” by Derri Daugherty provides pleasant aural dreamscapes

Farm On The Freeway

A current portion of my scattershot career path, which this year has meandered from giraffe tenderer to Willy Wonka to rubber band man, daily places me on a rather lengthy bus ride around and in a white collar Mecca known by the locals as Bishop Ranch and by everyone else as that place where yuppies … Continue reading Farm On The Freeway

You Help Him, He Blesses You

Part of this process we are all going through, usually categorized under the label “being human,“ consists of those moments when we take stock of the situation, look around, look up, look within, and admit certain things hurt like hell but we’d just as soon not talk about them with anyone. It’s not that we … Continue reading You Help Him, He Blesses You

The Devil and Larry Norman

Sipping whisky from a paper cup You drown your sorrows ‘til you can’t stand up Take a look at what you’ve done to yourself Why don’t you put the bottle back on the shelf Shooting junk ‘til you’re half insane A broken needle in a purple vein Why don’t you look into Jesus He’s got … Continue reading The Devil and Larry Norman

Shooting Arrows Over The Horizon

On a sunny Orange County afternoon some twelve years ago, I was in a bookstore containing (but of course) a large coffee shop upfront. My purpose in being there was to meet up with one Mike Stand, leader of seminal Christian punk rock group the Altar Boys. At the time, Stand’s musical career, at least … Continue reading Shooting Arrows Over The Horizon

A Tale Well Told

I didn’t watch the Oscars this past Sunday. Based on its television ratings, which were the lowest ever for the event, I wasn’t the only one otherwise occupied. Once upon a time I was a voracious consumer of all things awards show related. Back during the same time period I was an equally voracious consumer … Continue reading A Tale Well Told

Mad At The World Brings Some Very Good Hope

Synthpop, it was said during its heyday, was progressive rock for keyboardists who couldn’t play. A tad harsh, but during synthpop’s nascent years, the endless stream of electric blips, beeps, and beats was anything but electric for those wishing to have something more than mindless dance rhythms in their music. You know, things like melody … Continue reading Mad At The World Brings Some Very Good Hope

Today’s Kids Deserve The Chance To Have A Tykus Of Their Own

As I recall, the saying goes that while I may be old, at least I got to see all the cool bands. I suppose that forty years hence the tender teens of today will be muttering about how current bands are an awful atrocious abomination, next fondly playing their cherished golden oldie Arcade Fire or … Continue reading Today’s Kids Deserve The Chance To Have A Tykus Of Their Own

Staring Down

Do you ever wonder why you are where you are at any given moment? Often it doesn’t make sense. We know life is a procession of instances where we learn and/or share what has already been learned, but far too often the sardonic adage of when you’re up to your neck in alligators it’s difficult … Continue reading Staring Down

A Liberation Front That Has Nothing To Do With Politics

In the early to mid 1970s, commercials for Mennen Skin Bracer aftershave were a staple of network television, especially sports programming. The tag line was simple: after the announcer deeply intoned how Skin Bracer’s skin tightner and chin chillers wake you up like a cold slap in the face, a man would slap some on … Continue reading A Liberation Front That Has Nothing To Do With Politics