Showing posts with label banjo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label banjo. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 12, 2016
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Monday, March 17, 2014
Saturday, April 3, 2010
The Tulip 5 Quintet
Found this old photo of a music ensemble I was a part of before starting Calvinistic Cartoons. We recorded a Gospel album we entitled, "It's Absolutely Free!" - hence, people got the wrong message and just walked out of the store with our album under their arms. Our second album was entitled, "It Cost Everything" and this time no one even attempted to purchase one. We went our separate ways after that. See if you can spot anyone you might recognize in the photo. They all became successful and each one made a few albums of their own.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Q&A #1

This letter comes from Gabe Blubberman in Schenectady, New York:
Dear Eddie,
My mother named me after the angel Gabriel and I have taken trumpet lessons since the age of nine. My question is this - When he announced to Mary the coming of the birth of Jesus, did he play his trumpet? I also noticed he is the herald who foretold the birth of John the Baptist. Did he take lessons or did this just come naturally? Do you think he likes to listen to Louie Armstrong or Miles Davis?
G.B.
Dear Gabe,
Gabriel is NEVER portrayed in the Bible with a trumpet at all. More than likely he can play any instrument he picks up. If I had been around as long as an angel I think I could play a few different instruments...including the banjo and bagpipes! Keep in mind though, why pick an earthly, man-made musical instrument when you have heaven-made ones that are the best in the universe! That would be like me choosing a small plastic fiddle over a Strativarius! Anyway, the only "man-made" things in Heaven are the wounds in Christ's body. Just be thankful you are named after a being whose name means, "Champion of God"!
Eddie
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Selling Fast
Friday, January 23, 2009
Lyrical Miracles Chosen One #1

All the great lyrics from all the great "song-righters" are only a click away!
Our next challenge is to the tune of "Singing in the Rain". Y'know Gene Kelly, Debbie Reynolds and Donald O' Conner. It's only the American Film Institute's number one pick for best musical. Remember to have it related to theological themes...good, bad or ugly. (Calvinism, Arminianism, crackpots or cults). The chosen one will be announced on January 3oth!
Lyricists...start your engines!
Our next challenge is to the tune of "Singing in the Rain". Y'know Gene Kelly, Debbie Reynolds and Donald O' Conner. It's only the American Film Institute's number one pick for best musical. Remember to have it related to theological themes...good, bad or ugly. (Calvinism, Arminianism, crackpots or cults). The chosen one will be announced on January 3oth!
Lyricists...start your engines!
Saturday, January 3, 2009
The Journal of Cotton Adams #4

July 22, 1737
"The Preacher", as he preferred to be called, was a man by the name of Booder Butterbean, a tall, lanky fellow with ears the size of blacksmith anvils. I providentially discovered his unique ministry while on my way to Granville county. He had a wagon full of Bibles and Gospel tracts, and a portable pulpit he had built himself. He called it, "I Drive U Buggy - Evangelistic Ministry on Wheels". He had also made little cards he gave to all who wanted them. These cards were brightly decorated and printed on them were the words, "Verses in Scripture Applied". He said they were a reminder to memorize and apply to one's life...he called them "VISA cards". He started out with a song - "I preach from Grace-filled doctrines with a banjo on my knee". Then he cleverly used the acronym BANJO and molded his sermon thusly:
B - Bad to the bone
A - All the elect drawn
N - Nobody but the Bride of Christ
J - Just as irresistible as can be
O - On the pages of the Book of Life forever!
He ended his sermon with a banjo solo and a double backflip and the townsfolk received him gladly. I made my way to the front of the crowd, introduced myself, and asked for an audience with him later that day. Then I found a large oak tree and bedded down for a short nap. Shortly afterwards, I awoke from my slumber by Preacher Butterbean and a large group of towns people.
"Well, here I am Mr. Adams, and I brought an audience with me!"
His lack of formal education had an innocent quality and we became the best of friends. I was certain we would meet again someday soon.
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