@stoner713 @UnCL3 @WeissenSocken88 @ACL9000 I was in a band with a guy that wrote over 130 great original songs, by the time we cut our first album. Longish songs, abt 4:30 or so, on average. At that rate, we could easily have had material for a decade, just going in. Of course he kept writing well into that period; having over 200 by the time I was done with the band. That’s about the time he got married to the woman that, eventually, saw to it he’d be vaxed and boosted
@Escoffier @stoner713 @UnCL3 @WeissenSocken88 @ACL9000 Oh he’s doing all right for himself, I suppose - thank God he didn’t keel over or anything. He’s got some adorable kids, and I guess he occasionally still writes. We’re not enemies by any stretch - I just don’t presently have the least desire to follow his musical direction. In a sane, unkiked world, he’d obviously have joined the ranks of Wagner or something.
I mostly focused on bass, at the time; but I just play anything that sounds like fun at the time. Probably more ukulele than bass, in recent times. Really wanted an upright bass; but that dream slipped through my fingers because darn priorities
@Escoffier @stoner713 @UnCL3 @WeissenSocken88 @ACL9000 Yeah the opportunity to play bass at the local small town worship band let directly to me being there long enough to realize I’d been wrong about the identity of the Holy Spirit.
@Escoffier @stoner713 @UnCL3 @WeissenSocken88 @ACL9000 Oh it was wild; definitely not on my bingo card for that year. I’d considered myself vaguely-Christian for a decade or so by that point - but in a purely “Jesus saved me from the vampires” kind of way. I was still heavily invested in what basically amounted to occult practices (though not consciously, in so many words). So that Friday or so, I hit a real low, where I was more or less flailing around with a bit of foam at the corners of my mouth, unbelievably distraught and terrified, like I had precious little control over my own limbs. Long story short I was so utterly convinced of my own certain eternal damnation, I saw it was time to literally cry out to Lord Jesus to save me again. So immediately everything came back to normal, like waking up from a nightmare. My band friend was living there at the time, and he told me they still need a bass player at the worship band that Sunday. And I was absolutely certain it was the best possible course of action.
So while I was there, the sermon (which I hardly remember otherwise), mentioned as a sidebar comment almost that “the Holy Spirit — Who, as you all know, is a Person of His own; the Third Person of the Holy Trinity …”
And I thought, “whaaat? no, the Holy Spirit is like the Life Force emanating from God …” and immediately realized my mistake. And so through the course of the rest of the service, my entire mental universe was completely re-written around the new realization. I walked in that day, a vaguely Christian occultist; and walked out, a Trinitarian Christian.
@KingOfWhiteAmerica @Escoffier @UnCL3 @ACL9000 @stoner713 @WeissenSocken88 I think neitherThe Holy Spirit nor the Father get sufficient discussion in modern Christian circles.