Ah, the self-righteous, holier-than-thou Christian rock band. Complete with stage theatrics, brainwashed pawns, and enough lyrical repetition to be considered a sin. And let's not forget the rockstar attitude that spans from the city to the ocean. But you know what, the attitude is embraced. Especially when the crowd is no more than 50, and half them are said pawns. Part of the road crew no doubt, and surely getting paid in promises to one day enter the golden gates of rock 'n' roll heaven.
If you can sense the sarcasm, you're on the right track.
We've all had the chance to run into one or another at one point, right? Or maybe not. Perhaps I am one of the few lucky ones.
Very few will even understand what I'm talking about. That's fine. Some will know all too well.
One would think that a band preaching their extraordinary morals and ethics to fans alike would carry the same belief right to the stage. But when it's showtime, and a potential deal is in the air...the gloves come out and the whole sense of morals and ethics is no where to be found.
Nothing against Christian music, or any other religious music. I'm a fan of all music. But don't make proclamations for the good of all, everything should be full of love and yadda yadda. Because behind the scenes when the self-centeredness is shining through, and the arrogance comes out - it's called hypocrisy. Perhaps the handful of prospective weak-minded fans don't see it. Everyone else does.
Maybe the live show is actually decent. I didn't quite stick around long enough.
This is nothing to do with religion or personal beliefs. But it does go back to the idea of bridges and respect. Perhaps the bridges that you burned are one's that may have guided you one step closer to that promised land. You never know who someone might know, and how you might need them in the future.