Tuesday, January 20, 2009

An oddly correct gig

Well it is near Midnight and I just got back from hearing my favorite coffee roaster jam with Heads of State at Jerry's Bait Shop in Lenexa. Sat back and enjoyed a solid rock band with a nice individual sound whilst sipping a Blvd Wheat from the tap. The drummer was a little too in love with 16th note fills (of the tom-tom-bass-bass etc variety) but then leave it to me to criticize the drummer. He actually layed down some nice grooves AS of course did the incredibly funky bass player. The lead guitar was I thought especially good and not a bad singer or song writer, although he was a little too Barack Orgasmic if you get me... especially after today's ordeal.

Sitting in that bar though brought back some oddly familiar memories... the subtle smell of unsmoked weed for one thing is something you never quite forget and as certain individuals would walk by my table the memories flooded over me. All in all the memories weren't fond ones. Today I can go to a place like that purely to listen to some music, but before I knew Christ those places were a lonely, empty, hollow attempt at filling a void I didn't at the time really even know existed... and of course in my past if I was at a place like that I was sitting behind a drumset. In fact the year before I got saved (88-89) was the year I spent the most time playing gigs with my wanna-be-famous high school rock band and one of the most miserable years of my life. Anyway I say all that to say this... Life in Christ is a blessed existence and it is good to remember from whence I came.

12 comments:

SQLFunkateer said...

Word verification: glowdy. A salutation that is simultaneously chipper and morose, a "glowering howdy".

High fives for funky bass players!

The Angry Coder said...

Sounds like a really, uhm... sort of a... kind of thing... uh. So the beer was good? Yeeeeah, can't beat a good brew on tap.

You need to post on the Clog again. Especially after that brew!

Percussivity said...

I've found that deep thoughts often make others uncomfortable... I shall try to avoid putting them on the blog in future.

The clog will be updated soon with addition miles... my warm boots should arrive tomorrow.

Unknown said...

I think the music is what Coder didn't know how to comment on, not the deep thoughts. It's such a blessing that you can go back to places like that now with a peace that passes all understanding.

Brandon Briscoe said...

i think Jesus and rock n' roll go great together.

The Angry Coder said...

No, it wasn't the depth or the music. It just sounded like a bit of a depressing time for Percussivity. I may have had a blast at the same shin-dig, but it wouldn't be trudging up any memories for me.

Percussivity said...

Oooh I see... well I didn't mean to insinuate that last night was in any way depressing. I just got a little contemplative when considering the familiarity of the surroundings. I thoroughly enjoyed listening to the band, and even the reminiscing was good because it just makes me appreciate what God saved me from (and I also didn't mean to include Rock and Roll as something negative at all... but rather the excessive alcohol and well... just being a lost teenager.) I get the same way every time I go to a rock concert... the music is good but I remember similar experiences when I had a wholly different perspective on life.

SQLFunkateer said...

Deep Thought would probably make me uncomfortable, but only because he could talk all four legs off an Arcturan Mega-Donkey, and then persuade it to go for a walk afterward.

Brandon Briscoe said...

Still sounds kind of depressing.

The Unabashed Blogger said...

"Deep Thought would probably make me uncomfortable, but only because he could talk all four legs off an Arcturan Mega-Donkey, and then persuade it to go for a walk afterward."

LOL

Unknown said...

Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey:

"How come the dove gets to be the peace symbol? How about the pillow? It has more feathers than a dove, and it doesn't have that dangerous beak."

grk said...

very nice commentary. The music don't lend itself to funky all the time, but one must try. It was good to see a brother out there, to approve what is excellent or just down right grubby rock and roll. We'll see what happens. It's fun, and it's making me a better musician. Pray for me as holding the light in a dark place.

xo

Nuefunquartet, huh?