Only hours after posting my scorching expose on the Pitfalls of Christian Rock Music, I received a letter which saddened me deeply. I must admit even I was surprised at the complete and utter devastation that has befallen the writer. Here is her story, in her own words. Her Identity has been hidden for her safety:
"Father Keeble, I must thank you for your truthful words about Christian Rock and its unholiness. As a former member of Sonseed (I won't say who, but I am a guilty of my own shamefully seductive glance), I am quite saddened by all of the horrible innuendos I now see in this video - if you only know what went on behind the scenes! I had to be Zzzapped quite literally to get the raucous past out of my head. The drugs, the alcohol, the endless string of late night buffets. In dealing with said past, I have continued overeating to the point that I am now a strong contender for Dance Your A** Off season 2! (Provided they can cut a hole in my wall and extract me. Ala Hambone) Anyhoo, I just wanted to thank you and WMTDS for shining the light of truth on and my former bandmates and myself and our seedy behavior- no pun intended. Also, I pray that one day every voice I hear does not sound like that of a human cyborg. D YOU SONSEED!"~Love Anonymous
How a life can be so utterly destroyed is difficult to comprehend. But I say to you today only this, the hypnotic banging of drums, the demonic squeal of distorted guitars, the low rumblings of the electric bass, the otherworldly droning of modern synthesizer units, and screeching of loud voices will only lead your soul to one place, and there are not any pearly gates there. Lo, there is only suffering and fire...lots and lots of fire.
"Father Keeble, I must thank you for your truthful words about Christian Rock and its unholiness. As a former member of Sonseed (I won't say who, but I am a guilty of my own shamefully seductive glance), I am quite saddened by all of the horrible innuendos I now see in this video - if you only know what went on behind the scenes! I had to be Zzzapped quite literally to get the raucous past out of my head. The drugs, the alcohol, the endless string of late night buffets. In dealing with said past, I have continued overeating to the point that I am now a strong contender for Dance Your A** Off season 2! (Provided they can cut a hole in my wall and extract me. Ala Hambone) Anyhoo, I just wanted to thank you and WMTDS for shining the light of truth on and my former bandmates and myself and our seedy behavior- no pun intended. Also, I pray that one day every voice I hear does not sound like that of a human cyborg. D YOU SONSEED!"~Love Anonymous
How a life can be so utterly destroyed is difficult to comprehend. But I say to you today only this, the hypnotic banging of drums, the demonic squeal of distorted guitars, the low rumblings of the electric bass, the otherworldly droning of modern synthesizer units, and screeching of loud voices will only lead your soul to one place, and there are not any pearly gates there. Lo, there is only suffering and fire...lots and lots of fire.
A hilarious blog. Irreverent at times.
ReplyDeleteThanks Roger.
ReplyDeleteThat's their purpose: hopefully the "hymmotic" music will drive their devotees to the pearly gate or convince them that there's one.
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