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Local image #125
2024, Acrylic on board, 30x30cm
I can’t seem to listen to mainstream American 'Christian' music anymore, or anything similar. I'd rather hear the sound of rain and thunder, like I am now. Their 'Christian' music feels too safe. It panders to the sheep too much, not taking enough risks. There's hardly any focus on what God truly wants—just lip service. Sometimes I wonder why they even bother adding music to these often platitudinal words; it would make no difference if the music were removed. Art, like music, should move us, resonate with us—transport us toward God, in spite of ourselves.

There’s too much concern with what is 'acceptable' or 'appropriate.' Couldn’t we learn from our ancestors? They created and engaged with music in a way that moved the whole village—not just the young, not just the old. That kind of music must still be waiting to be made, for our community. Why are we singing along to music composed by foreigners, music that may have already had its moment? I think God wants to hear from our artists and prophets now. I am starving for that.

You walked out.
I had so much arranged for you.
They need to step up,
be the artists I called them to be.

It’s okay.
Next time, sit down.
Next time, speak out.
Next time, walk out.

No one is listening.
Stop all that mansplaining.
You know I’ll only have them listen to you if you have a lot of money in the bank.
Airhead.

Counter-culture.
Can't you just get with what everyone else is doing?
As the water dries up.
Is there any room for the individual?

When will it be time?