Oh man. Storytime. I innocently fell in love with a silky smooth singing progressive rock band (Wytch Hazel, if you’re curious). I’ve been jamming to them smiting mighty demons, conquering in battle, and crowning their mighty king for two days. It finally hit me: Waaait. This is one mighty king in particular.
So, this is totally a Christian rock band 😒. They reel you in with that baritone crooning and the guitar licks of Satan, and before you know it you’re knocking on your neighbor’s door asking them about their relationship with skylords.
Oh well, I guess I love Christ now. Can I call him Christ? Or is it The Christ? Whaddup, The Christ? No, that’s way too formal.
God damn it. My band of the week is a Christian Rock Band singin’ about psalms. This is new territory.