A seasonal worship trainwreck - it gets beter the longer you listen!
This post has nothing whatsoever to do with worship or music but its a great little clip so please enjoy.
OK. I know that we don’t all play by ear and even if we do we like to have the security of the words in front of us when we lead worship (and not all churches have that great system where words are shown on floor based monitors). But why do so many people insist on having their music stands set so high?
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An all too familiar scenario in this audio clip - enjoy!
For a British person (I am) going to Japan is a new experience. It’s not just different language (it is) or driving on the wrong side of the road (they don’t); it’s a new way of behaving. Today is my “day in between”. On Sunday I staggered around Akihabara to buy a webcam while emerging from the half-state of jet-laggedness. On Tuesday I will run a class for IBM Consultants. Today I am doing email in my room, and popping out for short walks. Breakfast walk was good; the rice and green tea were a success. Lunch was special though - my first haircut in Japan! Read More
10. Raising $150,000 and hiring the Hillsong production team only to end up with the best-sounding, worst-written, worship CD to sell 211 copies in the history of churchianity
9. Raising $300 to contract Young Johnny Boskers and his 2-channel M-Audio interface to “complete a full recording within six months” only to realize Little Johnny has no chance of completing said-project under said-conditions with said-budget in under 8 years… The church, nearly one-decade hence, ends up with the worst-sounding, worst-written, worship CD to sell 211 copies in the history of churchianity Read More
The sound man had a benign tone about his delivery, ‘Don’t worry, I’ve done this before – it’ll be really cool.
The first part of that sentence is a moot point – I am stymied by a burden of proof - but the second proved to be woefully incorrect and as such I have learned never, ever, to trust anyone claiming to be, or even anything that looks remotely like a sound man, again
I had been asked to play drums at a Christian youth event at a college in a small town just outside London. The event assumed the moniker Fresh Fire: a welcome title since it was a bitter November night compounded by an absence of heating in the venue. The crowd and God’s almighty presence, we were sure, would warm things up Read More
