Guitar Bill asked Suna and I to accompany him in three Grateful Dead songs at church today.
- Eyes of the World, a long song that features a choppy America-esque rhythm guitar line with the Dead’s disregard for key.
- Broke Down Palace, song that I thought was longer than appropriate.
- Box of Rain, the most enjoyable of the three songs—and the most commercial.
Even though I thought the songs were interminable—or maybe just terminal—many of the congregation seemed to enjoy them. They were at least polite. The Choirmaster even complimented me on my bassplaying and said I had to do more of it some time.
Shows what I know.
So what were we doing playing these tunes at church? Search me. The only thing I can figure is that they all have at least one vaguely spiritual moment without ever mentioning God or any other divinity, power, principality, essence, or spirit by name. They were not inconsistent with the sermon, which was about how an atheist came to join a Christian church.