Are you ready?
OK, here we go.
I've been listening to Petra.
I know, it's devastating. I can't believe it happened. I mean I didn't mean to but they had a song on a compilation album I picked up cheap. You know the kind, a bunch of Christian Rock bands played at some festival somewhere and they made a promo CD with singles from each of the bands that played. I bought it for the Kutless and Thousand Foot Krutch songs a few years ago. Then, last week I let the whole thing play through and when I got to the last song I heard this really cool guitar lick, and I'm just a sucker for a catchy guitar lick. Then it happened. Those cheesy 80's lyrics with the crappy rhyme scheme and the faux Robert Plant voice. I was hooked. It was just too damn fun. I couldn't turn it off. Then, before I could stop it, my hand reached down to push the rewind button and it started all over again. I knew it was wrong, but DAMN it was oh so fun. I mean, it's Petra man. PETRA! I felt like i was 10 again. Of course if I was 10 I probably could have written better lyrics but I'm not here to judge. I'm here to sing the guilty pleasure praises of that bastion of "Christian Rock". I mean come on, they had a keytar and everyone knows that's just awesome.
OK, now I feel better. My secret is out. If you never talk to me again I'll understand. But at least I'll have cheesy 80's God Rock to keep me company.
7 comments:
wow. just.
wow.
I'm proud of you.
wait, no, what is the opposite of that emotion? Oh right. Shame.
i know. i think i may have to find a twelve step program to help me. or maybe my friends could get me on that A&E show "Intervention". either way, I need help.
I have this secret place in my heart where I harbor a small amount of affection for petra. it represents for me junior high, youth group, the church van, and just a wierd time of life. unfortunately (or fortunately, doug?) I cannot listen to petra without experiencing an involuntary reminiscence and some odd emotions. so I don't listen. but I'll maintain that beyond belief is my favorite song. that one makes me think of my first car, freedom, and wind.
I also have a friend, being a few years younger than us, whose entire CD collection is practically comprised of petra. it was just a couple years ago he bought his first non-Petra cd. i don't make this stuff up.
doug, you make me laugh. out loud.
wait, what? an entire cd collection comprised of petra?!? how is that humanly possible? i didn't think the human psyche could withstand that much cheese! i think your friend may be a superhero in his spare time because that my friend is a superpower if i ever saw one
i'm going to need contact information for all of you. names, addresses, biggest fears and phobias. least favorite places to be punched.......
Alright full disclosure time...
I (by way of living with my mother) listened to a lot of petra back in the day, as well.
Sigh.
But, i believe i can cite my youth and total lack of hipness when i was in the fifth grade as the reasons that this is true, where as you all have no excuses whatsoever.
TO HELL WITH THE DEVIIIIIILLLLL!!!
(oh.. that was stryper. sorry.)
doug, you have to remember. we live in Grand Rapids. Cool doesn't even look up from it's in flight magazine when it flies over on it's way to hip places like Colorado.
Hippie.
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