The drummers all stuck to soft cymbals and beats anyone could handle
The guitarists deployed good effects, but condensed them, so the highs and lows never stretched too wide.
The lyrics tended to be rhythmic and pronunciation perfect, the better to sing along with.
There were no sad songs in this megachurch, and no angry songs. There were songs about desperation, but none about despair; songs conveying longing but only longings that already been fulfilled Continue reading