Misconceptions

Every once in a while you run into a reference to the things you do. Reading our diocese's French website, I ran into a reference to our pastor who, the quote went, was famous for his Sunday night “rock” mass.

Ugh.

Our group was once blessed with the unfortunate name “Rock the Glebe” at one point, a name I don't think our leader D was even involved in picking. But we just call ourselves “the folk group.” And belying such music of my own that I've posted on-line, we really don't do any rock music at all. We are definitely folk.

Not to say that we're not eclectic. We do some lilting Celtic hymns, play a few old African American spirituals in an Appalachian bluegrass style, and sing a Kenny Rogers song about the bible as a soulful blues-tinged piece. There are some traditional hymns, unvarnished. We've been accused of being energetic. And we've even introduced a handful of praise and worship songs.

But we're not rock! (Not that there's anything wrong with that.)

And as we prepare the music for Christmas eve Mass, I resist the urge to burst into "Christmas in Sarajevo." ;-)