Which Reminds Me

Someone has reminded me that during college I was seen greeting or conversing with Gary Easley, a college music major who, as it happens, was from the Church of Christ denomination. Don't I know that Easley has mentioned they do not allow musical instruments played in their church, only vocal music? How odd that seems to us, so accustomed are we to indiscriminately accepting music of whatever kind into our sanctuaries. Easley's appearance at our college was a strange anomaly. You should not be judging us by his example alone. And yet what virtue was there in fingering a clarinet and yet having no personality to speak of, yourself being nothing but a milquetoast wimpy band member named Darren Drake? In fact, the band members that I can remember were a bland and boring sort. Yes, it would seem that harpie Karen kept herself quite busy flirting with the guys in the band but I did not share her enthusiasm for such band geeks. Music was disappointing. You are just a boring cog in a sideshow, nothing more.