Praise God with trumpet sound;
praise God with lute and harp!
Praise God with tambourine and dance,
praise God with strings and pipe!
Praise God with sounding cymbals…
- from Ps. 150
Music has always been a part of my life, from listening to my father play the piano in our home to swapping guitar licks with Carl Perkins and Steve Patterson (old Jackson, Tennessee friends). I was never good enough to make a living doing it, but I loved to play. More than that, I love to listen.
My brother has turned me on to the nearly forgotten music of Mason Proffit… the old days of John Michael Talbot and his brother. It’s religious, it’s political, it’s radical – and it speaks to the soul. As I get older and see folks seemingly more and more apathetic about so many things, I guess I find such music refreshing to my soul. It pulls me out of my occasional funks of depression and renews my soul.
Not that it has to be religious music. An Angus Young hard-blues guitar lick, an Elton John piano ballad, Robby Steinhardt of Kansas playing his violin along with a classic/progressive rock genre, hearing E. Power Biggs play a Bach organ fugue, listening to Andrea Bocelli singing Verdi… they all speak to my heart and allow it to soar.
Let all that breathes praise the Lord.
Pax,
Sky+
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Hello Sky. This is Gary Wake. We met briefly at an Emmaus Walk, and we both know Brent Laytham. I'm glad to find your blog.
It always surprised me that Edgar Allan Poe, who spent so much time talking and thinking about writing fiction, considered music to be the thing which was truly transcendent.
I also wonder if I might solicit your comments at the following forum discussion on songs and sermons:
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