I'm not sure what Kurt Cobain meant when he penned those words, but they were on my mind this morning. You see, (who ever starts a sentence with "You See" unless it's in a school play?) I'm in Bonneau, SC right now, to perform tonight with Francesca 'I'm Letting Go' Battistelli and NewSong. Bonneau is small. My friend Eric Gilbert (who just recorded an incredible Kids CD) is from Alabama and always joked how in movies that took place in the South, people always speak like it's the Civil War. "No one Towks lahk that, daggum," he'd say. (okay, he's not that bad) But he's wrong. They talk like that in Bonneau. Lahk digni-fahd ladies & gennelmen.
I woke up starving for Breakfast, but there are only Granola and Breakfast bars on the bus, so I caught a ride to the local Handy Mart II. Tasty Breakfast Sandwiches. I even wrote a review on Google Maps. All that to say, this place is small.
I was talking to Gary while I ate my sandwich back at the church, and he started getting teary eyed talking about bringing the concert in, and the lives it could touch and some of the people who are coming that need to see and feel Christ's love. He was amazed that we would come!
I told him, "Gary, I've played shows in big cities and I often feel like the audience just crosses their arms and says, 'How are you going to entertain me more than I was at last week's concert?' Big cities get concerts all the time. But you don't & I know that we are going to have a BLAST tonight!"
I'm a city boy. First Pittsburgh, now Atlanta. I often find myself wanting to be impressed. Not my 2 year old. Last night he gasped in delight when he realized he could pull the straw out of his cup. Where did we lose the wonder? Desensitization? Over-saturation? I don't gasp like I used to. It's kinda sad.
How do we get that back?