The Sunday Musician

One of the things the Big Church did, and did very well, was big productions.  I loved and hated them.  The hassle was incredible, they were utterly time consuming, and the buzz I got from it all was seriously addictive.  The good outweighed the bad, but by a margin similar to that by which George Bush beat Al Gore in 2000.  Here’s a little reminiscence from one of my favorite years: 

The electric guitar player stood up suddenly, put his Stratocaster on the chair, string side up, and sat down hard on the guitar.  Right down on it, grinding the strings into the pickups.

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