A new featureish thing
To break the mundanities of life, I will return to this craphole of a journal, one which I said I'd abandon, to provide for you a riveting look into the lives of some of the most amazing professions in the world. I begin this series with an ode to...the Baptist Church organist!
Baptism. It has renoun here in Avon as the religion that convenes in that church on West Avon, where everyone is nice to you and then springs the possibility of conversion on you. Or so the story goes, it never really happened to me. Anyways, the relgion is also known/stereotyped as having some pretty awesome praise music that gets everybody moving, praying, repenting, and doing other crap. In the midst of this chaos, which I will call repentancegasm, one man sits behind an elecric organ, calm and quiet. That, of course, isn't to say, that this man does not play an important role in the repentencegasm, for the priest on the stage, busting passion-filled notes out every now and then on key words such as sins, lord, and shazam, would be nothing without the simple yet moving chord progressions carrying the sermon through. So here's to you, Mr. Baptist Chuch Organ man, and may your life be filled with opportunites to play in the background behind a man who is singing the gospel. Or in a jam band, whatever comes first!
Next time: the falafel stand attendant in (place name of big city)!
Baptism. It has renoun here in Avon as the religion that convenes in that church on West Avon, where everyone is nice to you and then springs the possibility of conversion on you. Or so the story goes, it never really happened to me. Anyways, the relgion is also known/stereotyped as having some pretty awesome praise music that gets everybody moving, praying, repenting, and doing other crap. In the midst of this chaos, which I will call repentancegasm, one man sits behind an elecric organ, calm and quiet. That, of course, isn't to say, that this man does not play an important role in the repentencegasm, for the priest on the stage, busting passion-filled notes out every now and then on key words such as sins, lord, and shazam, would be nothing without the simple yet moving chord progressions carrying the sermon through. So here's to you, Mr. Baptist Chuch Organ man, and may your life be filled with opportunites to play in the background behind a man who is singing the gospel. Or in a jam band, whatever comes first!
Next time: the falafel stand attendant in (place name of big city)!