Eyes Ahead, Hand to the Plow, Feeding Sheep...

Of all the disciples, Simon Peter is probably my favorite.  I admire the passion that he had, and I can often relate to him.  From what I've understood about Simon, he genuinely loved the Lord. Simon Peter was the one who walked out on the water to Jesus, only to take his eyes off of Him and sink moments later.  Of course, Jesus took him by the hand and pulled him back up. Simon was the one who followed the Lord from a distance as Jesus was being led away to be crucified.  Shortly before this scene, Simon had drawn his sword and cut off the high priest's servant's ear, defending Jesus when His enemies came for Him.  Simon had told Jesus that he would never deny Him.  And yet, here and now - as Jesus was being led away to His crucifixion - Simon Peter denied knowing Christ... not only once, but three times over. And again, as one reads further in the Word, Jesus didn't give up on Simon Peter.  Following Christ's resurrection, the Lord confronted Simon and entrusted him with a precise directive: "He said to him the third time, 'Simon, son of Jonah, do you love Me?' Peter was grieved because He said to him the third time, 'Do you love Me?' And he said to Him, 'Lord, You know all things; You know that I love You.' Jesus said to him, 'Feed My sheep.'"  -John 21:17 I can relate to Simon Peter because - though I haven't verbally denied knowing Christ - I have, at times, denied knowing Him through my silence, unsavory language, and actions or lack thereof.  You see, friends, many years ago the Lord had entrusted me with a ministry:  Narrow Road - a band that played rock music with a mission to spread the good news of Christ's salvation and abundant life.    Much like Simon Peter, I had taken my eyes off of Christ at various intervals along the way, and as a result, my actions, attitude and lack of sharing my faith gave little evidence, if any, that I have a relationship with the Living God. Retrospectively speaking, I see that young man I once was - the man I was just a passing season ago - and I don't like him.  Thankfully, just like Christ had compassion on Peter, He has also had compassion on me.  He hasn't let me go.   I love the Lord Jesus; I am not ashamed of Him, and I wish to be a better caretaker with what He has entrusted me with.  That's really the main purpose of this blog:  To share my faith with any who may pass by this way. A verse of scripture hit me not too long ago which really spoke to me: "But Jesus said to him, 'No one, having put his hand to the plow, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God.'”  -Luke 9:62 It's a good thing that I'm no longer the poor caretaker with my faith and life that I used to be, but I can't keep looking behind in regret.  I'm not supposed to.  The Lord would have me look ahead and keep plugging away for Him and in Him, for then I'm fit for His kingdom.  Now, I'm fit for His kingdom. Hey, nobody's perfect, I understand this.  All the more reason why I need Jesus as my Lord and Savior.  And, granted, life often gives us a one-two punch in various forms such as: losing a loved one, divorce, career change, etc... All are things which often cause us to lose focus.  Yet again, those are also times when we need Jesus - the solid Rock. Well, the good news is:  If you're a little like me and blunder things up from time to time, Jesus has compassion on us, just as He did for Simon Peter.  Again, I'm so thankful for the stories about Peter in the Bible - It gives me hope and an opportunity to do/be better the next time.  The narrow road has always been Jesus; the narrow road will always be Jesus, and the off-the-beaten path to the kingdom awaits anyone who would rise up and walk (Matthew 7: 13 - 14). Amen. <><+><> As iron sharpens iron, - K -

The Inimitable Greg Reddin & the Guillotine Cymbal Incident

One of my favorite people in the entire world is my friend and former bandmate, Greg Reddin:  Faithful husband, devoted dad and follower of Christ.  Greg is such a mellow, down-to-earth and kindhearted soul that it's often mind-blowing recalling his animated performances with early Narrow Road:

When the band developed into a five-piece outfit during its early years (1993 - 1994), we were fortunate to secure practice space at the ABS House on the University of Central Arkansas campus.  In time, our practice location would move to my apartment.

It was at my apartment where the Guillotine Cymbal Incident occurred:  We were in the middle of jamming on a song, and Greg was flailing away on a guitar solo.  Adrian, playing my dilapidated drums during practice, hit the cymbal which was attached to the kick drum via a single rod.  The rod was held in place by a single screw, allowing the rod's angle to swing either left or right.

So, Greg was flailing away on a guitar solo, and Adrian hit the crash cymbal.  One moment, Greg's amp was blaring out his fretwork in full force, and the next moment his amp emitted utter silence, yet Greg's fingers were still moving like lightning.

The band stopped, scratching our heads and wondering what had happened.  We examined Greg's amp to see if perhaps a switch had been hit or if the power cord was ripped from the outlet.  It was none of the above.

Tracing the myriad of cords, the discovery was suddenly made:  Greg's power supply cord, leading from his guitar to his amp, had been severed clean in two.  Adrian had hit the crash cymbal, and the cymbal's rod screw came loose, causing the cymbal to swing to the ground like a guillotine.  A cleaner cut couldn't have been made.

L to R: John Huffmaster, Kent Schreiber & Greg Reddin, 1993

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Share a Few Laughs and Talk About Old Times...

Recently, I've had the opportunity to reminisce with fellow Narrow Road member, Adrian James.  We ran the gamut, discussing crazy band stories, the revolving door of friends who performed with the band, Adrian's picks as favorite band albums and songs as well as the work put into arranging the songs and album art.  Also analyzed was the dichotomy of musical genres Narrow Road produced throughout the years.

Our discussion was split into four installments; all are currently up and running on YouTube.

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Road Stories: Part 1

Road Stories: Part 2

Lyric and Verse: Your Sorrow is My Crown

In my last post, I mentioned a Narrow Road song that many had come to appreciate early within the band's lifespan.  Before I proceed with any more band posts, I'd simply like to share the scripture verses that many of the lyrics to Your Sorrow is My Crown were built around, including the song title.

Though band stories are fun to share, honestly, they are trivial.  Genuine ministry is what's important.  My hope is that The Lord's Word, shared below in parenthesis, will help someone in some manner.  May any who pass this way be blessed! 

As iron sharpens iron,

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- K –


Your Sorrow is My Crown

(He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.  -Isaiah 53:3) 

Precious child, I know you're crying
feeling scarred and scared, alone
Deep inside, your ember's dying
and it's a long, long way from home

You're searching endlessly for answers
Weary-eyed, from weeping bitter tears
You wonder where this world has left you
as it slips away in years

Oh, My child, come to Me
and I will set your spirit free
Child, in Me you're found (Whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for my sake will find it. -Matthew 10:39) 
and I will hold you when you're down

For your sorrow is My crown... (They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. “Hail, king of the Jews!” they said.  -Matthew 27:28 – 29)

Will you find freedom in that bottle?
Did that last hit drag you down?
This world is more than you can ever swallow  (What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul? -Matthew 16:26)
but in Me your freedom can be found

Come, and we'll soar with wings as eagles (But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. -Isaiah 40:31)
You'll rest within My cleansing sea
I AM and was and will be with you (“Very truly I tell you,” Jesus answered, “before Abraham was born, I am!” -John 8:58)
Take up your cross and follow Me (Then Jesus said to his disciples, “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. -Matthew 16:24)

Oh, My child, come to Me
and I will set your spirit free  (So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. -John 8:36)
Child, in Me you're found
and I will hold you when you're down

For your sorrow is My crown...

Trust in My love and I will show you My kingdom  (My Father's house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. -John 14: 2-3)

I will give you My life, eternally  (For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. -John 3:16)
I feel the pain you feel and I want to love you  (For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. -Hebrews 4:15)
Won't you open your eyes, tonight, and see?

Precious child, I'll hold you tight
Eternal life is yours, tonight

Salvation is in Me  (Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me." -John 14:6)

Narrow Road: The Journey Begins

Perhaps it's best to start from square one, concerning my life experiences with the band, Narrow Road.  From here, I'll do my best to recount stories chronologically with subsequent posts.

My guitar playing was self-taught: While still in high school, I traded a friend eight cassette tapes for the classical guitar collecting dust in the corner of his bedroom.  It seemed like a fair trade to us both, especially since the guitar belonged to his sister who was living elsewhere at the time.  The year was 1989.

Fast forward a few years to 1991, my junior year in college:  I had learned to crudely play said guitar and found myself more interested in creating my own songs - lyrics and melody -  over learning "cover tunes" by other artists.

L to R:  Original Narrow Road members: Kent, Greg & Adrian, 1993

During my junior year, I befriended a soul who held the same musical interests: We both wished to create original material; we both wished to form a band, and we both wished to gift God back with the gift of music He had given to us.  This friend's name was Greg.

Greg and I began meeting up in my dorm room and, using a two-track audio recorder/mixer, we put down a few original tunes to tape.  From among those songs, two offerings eventually made their way onto Narrow Road albums: "Your Sorrow is My Crown" and "Of Jagged Rocks and Cornerstone."  When Greg and I felt our homemade tape was complete, I labeled our venture "Narrow Road," taken from Matthew 7: 13 -14.

Later into the '91 semester, Greg and I, along with another college friend, performed "Your Sorrow is My Crown" from the auditorium stage at a college event.  The song was met by enthusiastic applause, and one college professor commended us for its melody and lyrical depth as we descended the stage steps.  The experience was very encouraging to Greg and me.

Greg at Petit Jean Mountain, band photo shoot, 1993

'91 rolled into '92, and somewhere down the line, I bumped into an old friend at a movie theater.  That little meet-up proved to be quite significant.  Adrian and I had known each other since middle school, circa 1982.

Through "catch-up" conversation, we were both pleasantly surprised - and intrigued - when discovering we shared a passion for music.  I filled him in on the menial project Greg and I had been working on.  Adrian, in turn, shared that he was formerly in a band, and then he relayed a most curious account:

Adrian had recently spent some time in Germany, and while there, he envisioned being in a Christian-oriented rock band.  "Your name kept coming to my mind," he told me.

I was definitely intrigued.  Adrian knew I was a Christian, but he had no idea from our former school days that I could play an instrument, much less that I was interested in being in a band.  "We're looking for a drummer.  You play drums?" I inquired.

"Yes, I play the drums... And guitar and bass," he replied.

Of course, I took his number down.  Keep in mind: This was an era before cell phones.  I made my way back to my college dorm, excited and eager to fill Greg in.

Greg was elated to hear the news, too.  "You gonna call him?"

"Yeah, I'll call him," I replied.

"Have you called Adrian, yet?" Greg was asking me a now-familiar question.  Sometimes it was posed as, "Whatever happened to that Adrian-guy?"

"Yeah, I really need to call him."  I've no clue as to why I kept putting off contacting Adrian, other than the fact that I was simply timid about calling him on the phone.  It had been a while... We were casual friends since middle school... What would I say?

Finally, as Greg's prompting arrived more frequently, I buckled down and placed the call.  Adrian was receptive, curious as to what took so long. 

Practices were initially held midday at my parents' house.  We were indoors and laying the groundwork for who would do what.  Turns out, I had the drum kit though Adrian would play my drums; Adrian had a bass, yet I would play his bass and sing lead vocals, and Greg would be the guitarist.

Our trio began working on the three songs I placed on the table:  A rocker called "Fire!", the middle-of-the-road "Instant Replay," and the already crowd-approved "Your Sorrow is My Crown."

L to R: Original Narrow Road members: Adrian, Greg & Kent (seated), 1993

The noise was kept to a minimum as we practiced indoors the winter of '92.  We sat in the round with an acoustic guitar and worked on vocal harmonies and structural arrangements for each song.  That February, when the ice slowly began to melt, we took our midday practices outside in my parents' backyard.  Midday served best to ward off the frostbite.

With drums set up and instruments in hand, Greg worked his magic with his rudimentary sound system that we transported from his college dorm room.  We had to work rapidly as his sound system allotted twenty minutes of work time before fizzling out for a rest period.  After a ten minute rest period, twenty more minutes were allotted to us... Lather, rinse, repeat...    

It's a wonder we made any progress, working around Greg's intermittent sound system, my learning to play Adrian's bass, Adrian using my dilapidated drum set, and the frigid cold.  Yet, somehow, we managed.  We managed to get three songs under our belt as a trio.

In the cold with menial instruments as marginal musicians... I was on top of the world - I was in a rock band!

(Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. - James 1:17)

As iron sharpens iron,

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- K -

L to R: Original Narrow Road members: Kent, Adrian & Greg, 2003

 

Ministry: More Than Meets the Eye

1997 was the year Narrow Road recorded its third album, Slice of Life.  The Lord had been gracious to us and, band-wise, things were going relatively smoothly... up to this point.  Gigs were popping up more readily, and the notion struck to add additional members to the band to augment our live sound.  But whom would fit the bill?

Turned out, we needn't look too hard:  At that time, a couple of the band members were active mentors in Young Life - a Christian-based program geared toward reaching out to high school students.  At one mentor/band member's suggestion, we found the right guys to help round out our sound.  Though merely high school aged, the added members knew their way around their respective instruments.  Practices ensued, and all sounded fab.  But things are not always as they appear...

 Narrow Road performing on The Basement TV program, 1996

During this period of the band, one of the largest churches in our town was hosting a youth rally event and Narrow Road was requested to perform in conjunction with the rally.  Sounded good so far...

The plan was for our band to perform an abbreviated set; the guest speaker would come up and share the Word then we'd hit the stage again and finish out the night.  Sounded good so far...

And so far, we sounded pretty good as we began performing at said event that evening.  The time came for the guest speaker to share the Word.  The stage was set up so that we could exit a nearby back door and hang around outside until the guest speaker finished.  And we did.

Narrow Road: circa 1996/1997

So, here's where things got a little tricky:  Keep in mind, by this point we had some band members who were high school students - very young men who were also young in their Christian walk. A couple of these young men had a habit of smoking cigarettes.  The rest of the band was aware and, yes, it had been mentioned before that smoking was bad for one's health.  Beyond that, we didn't think much of it.  It wasn't our style to be forceful or condemning.  We trusted that, in time, the younger guys would put the bad habit down.  Simple as that.

Thus the complications began:  As the youth minister was speaking, and we were hanging around outside, a couple band members decided a quick smoke was in order.  Granted, it wasn't the best time or place, but the rest of us stayed reserved; the younger band members knew our sentiments.   The minister wound the devotional down and we proceeded to strike up the band.  The night ended well.  Or so it seemed...

A few months down the road, another youth minister, at the other largest church in town, approached me about Narrow Road heading up the music at a youth event.  I was informed it would be a big function as this church, "Church X," was teaming up with that church, "Church O," for an extraordinary function.  

"Sounds great!" I responded before mentioning to him that we had played at "Church O" only a short while ago ("Church O" being the one with the "smoking section" out back).  

"Church X's" youth leader was glad to hear we'd be on board then stated, "I'll just run it by 'Church O's' guys at our next citywide minister's meeting."

Sounded good to me; no problem.  A week rolled by then another, and another, and so on...  

By now, the band was beginning to get a little curious, and so I asked the "Church X" youth leader one day, "Hey!  Did you still want us to perform at the big event?"

He sheepishly shook his head.  I could tell something was up and that he'd rather not tell me.

"It's okay," I assured him.  "Just let me know what's going on."

He stated that he told "Church O's" youth minister that he knew this really cool local band that would perform.  And the response: "Well, I hope it's not Narrow Road!"

"Why not?" "Church X" asked.

"Because they were out back smoking pot and drinking at our last event," "Church O" replied.  

I shook my head in disbelief and explained the truth of what really transpired to "Church X."  "I didn't even know it was an issue," I explained.  "Nobody from that church had even asked me about it."

Thankfully, "Church X's" youth minister believed me, having known me for a while, though the damage was already done from the lie - or distorted truth, if one prefers - that snowballed.  From two young men smoking a cigarette, to the whole band getting high and drunk smack dab in the middle of performing at a youth rally... Unbelievable!  And with "Church O" being the biggest joint in town:  That snowball hurt us to say the least. 

I wish "Church O" would've gotten the facts straight... I wish they would've asked me about the incident... I wish they could see that ministry was taking place internally within the band, not merely externally from the band to others.  These were young guys - young Christians - and the rest of us believed that if one attempts to force somebody to do or not do something, it only complicates matters.  We were exercising patience with our younger peers, believing they would see the light in time and put the bad habit down.  That's how we rolled... Joint free...

The band played on, just not at "Church O" anymore.  "X" marks the spot...


As iron sharpens iron,

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- K -

* Addendum:  Sharing this experience was not meant to harp on the negative.  The whole point of this footnote, extracted from the band's journey, is a simple reminder that we are sometimes quick to (inaccurately) judge others.  Sometimes, there is more than meets the eye: In this case, ministry was taking place behind the scenes from within the band.  Sometimes, change takes place quickly, and at other times it's a gradual process.  In all that we do, especially as Christians, love must be our motive (1 Corinthians 13: 1 - 3), for the measure that we use will be the measure used toward us (Matthew 7: 2 - 5). 

"Slice of Life" era Narrow Road: 1996/1997

The (Almost) Disastrous First Gig

We were stoked:  It was 1993 and our band, Narrow Road, was gearing up for an out-of-town gig at Lake Nixon in Arkansas.  We were still in our infancy stage as a band, only having recently transformed from a three-piece to a five-piece outfit. Our first "break-in" gig as a five-piece was at a park for a college friend's son's birthday party.  Lake Nixon would be our first "real" gig as a complete band, and we were all set to rock that youth event.

Our drummer had also recently purchased a brand new drum kit, complete with roto-toms and a healthy array of hardware and cymbals.  Compared to the old kit, this set up seemed like something Neil Peart from the band Rush would sit behind.  The Lake Nixon gig would mark the first time the new drums would be displayed.

The band was also yearning to find its musical niche.  At this point, we volleyed between driving rock originals, acoustic-oriented originals, and a smattering of praise and worship songs.  But for all intents and purposes in '93 & '94, this five-member version of Narrow Road was a rock band with an unabashed Christian message.

So we headed up to Lake Nixon, more than ready to spread the Word at full volume.

1993/1994 era Narrow Road performing in Ft. Smith, AR

One of our guitarists had scored the gig for us; the youth group belonging to the particular church denomination our guitarist attended.  We arrived and we set up our equipment, more than eager to hit that first power chord.  We had the whole retreat room to ourselves as we locked and loaded; the youth group were elsewhere on the grounds.

The moment arrived for the youth to file in and they did: with eyes wide as saucers; their backs stiffened against the wall.  I tried speaking with a few of them as they cautiously crept in, attempting to share the excitement of what was about to transpire, yet not one of them uttered a word.  Their eyes remained wide and their posture registered "scared" of all things.  I quickly surmised that something wasn't right.

It was only a moment or two later that the youth director requested to have a private word with us. 

Uh-oh, here we go, I inwardly muttered, I've been through this before.

I was referencing the never ending debate regarding "Christian rock":  I couldn't count the times I'd heard church leaders state, "Christian rock was of the devil," while the secular world exclaimed, "Keep God out of rock-and-roll!"  As we walked outside with the youth leader, my hunch proved correct.

"Yes, sir..." I opened up the floor to the youth pastor.

He wasted no time in getting to the point.  "My kids are scared, they've never seen drums before."

The band had no doubt he was telling the truth though we found it hard to believe.  Then again, the Church as a whole typically seemed reluctant to accept modern music during that era - unlike today - and as the band would later discover, different denominations had a different way of doing things:  Some church-going crowds would really get into our modern-edged music ministry, while others, such as this group, stood in a state of shock.  Perhaps we should have incorporated a defibrillator among our band paraphernalia.

"They've never seen drums before?" I curiously inquired.

"No, they haven't.  Would you guys mind not using them?" he countered.

Mixed emotions hit me hard: Agitation, sadness, disbelief... What to do?  I thought for a second, trying hard to seek wisdom while not reacting negatively.

How could we not use drums?  It would really mess up our whole sound and timing... What would our drummer do?

It's important to note that Narrow Road strove to keep ministry at the forefront.  Our goal was to work in unison with youth leaders and their respective programs we believed they sought The Lord's guidance for.

"Sir, could we try this?" I asked.  "Would you allow us to start out as a complete band with drums?  Before we begin every song, we'll take a moment to speak about the message behind each song and share the scripture that the songs are based upon.  If that doesn't seem agreeable after a few songs, we'll revert to a different format without the drums."

He mulled it over for a moment then agreed to the suggestion.

One of our guitarists had a penchant at the time for wearing a large, Hawaiian straw hat as he performed.  And we did perform, full tilt, making good on our promise to the youth leader.  Thankfully, things went over well:  The youth loosened up a bit, seeing that the youth leader gave his approval, and we were able to finish out our set with the final cymbal crash and droning power chords.

The biggest shock of all at the end of our first bona fide - and almost disastrous - gig was given not by the band, and not by the youth, but rather by the youth leader, himself.  After we'd finished our set of performing music and sharing scripture, the youth leader donned our guitarist's large Hawaiian hat, put on a pair of shades then sat down behind the drums upon the newly christened throne.

He opened up his Bible and read these words:

"There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. - Romans 8:1"

The Lord was there.  All glory to Him.

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As iron sharpens iron, 

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Narrow Road: circa 1993/1994

Welcome to the Journey!

Welcome to all who may venture down this road.  Thanks for stopping by.  One purpose of this blog is to serve as a soundboard of thoughts, ideas and gleanings from and for musicians - primarily among those of us espousing a Christian worldview.  Again, all are welcome.    

Along this road, I'll be sharing stories and life lessons learned from having been on the local rock circuit for over two decades... and incorporating my Christian beliefs while doing so.  It hasn't always been easy and the years haven't always been kind.

Any and all who pass through are encouraged to share their thoughts here.  Got a good road story?  Post it.  Have musicians' tips to share?  Share away.  Maybe The Lord has placed something on your heart that others can glean from.  Fill us in.

As Proverbs 27:17 states:  "As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another." 

All I ask is that comments are kept civil, no matter one's worldview.

An overview of my musical journey:

The primary band I was involved with was called Narrow Road.  Our tenure lasted from 1991 - 2003.  Most of my road stories will stem from that zany period of my life.  1991 was a time before the internet took off, and though there were probably other bands in the world called Narrow Road back then, they were a lot fewer and far between.  I can say that when our first site hit the world wide web, there were no other bands listed under the same moniker.  Our first website had an address a mile long; we acquired a second, more refined web address as years progressed, though both have since been erased as our band finally dissolved in 2003.  

To date, the only place to discover info for my first band, Narrow Road, is at:

www.reverbnation.com/narrowroadband

We were fortunate to have had a large enough local fan base to hold a 20th year reunion concert back in 2012.  Most of the info from the above link is from our reunion gig.  It was a blast performing again with old band mates and visiting with concert-goers from yesteryear.  I recommend any band have a reunion gig if the opportunity presents itself.

Our band, Narrow Road, was also fortunate to be able to deliver five albums of music (in CD form), have a touring area of four states, perform at various festivals and share the stage with some more well-known acts at that time:  Skillet, Evanescence, Sixpence None the Richer, Eric Champion and Spin Cycle, Sierra and others.

Musically, we ran the gamut from mellow acoustic to driving rock; each of our albums possessed a different flavor.  As a predominantly '90's band, I attribute the musical variation to our influences from the '70's and '80's.  From violin and mandolin to amps kicked into overdrive... all can be found in our catalog.  Good music was good music to our ears, no matter the flavor.  That said, our main genre was always rock under some variation.

Ah, yes, YouTube:  Our albums, assorted demos and a few concerts can also be located there.  Here's a few links:

Narrow Road - Merge: https://youtu.be/i2B0WlOjGAw 

Narrow Road - As Bridges Burn: https://youtu.be/0uGTpwc6Xq8 

Narrow Road - Counting All the Clues: https://youtu.be/Gx3toB65JWk

Narrow Road - Slice of Life: https://youtu.be/T_9p8RKlpvE 

That's a start with some of our studio material; though the vids are nothing special, the focus is sharing our sound and message.

In closing, the paramount reason I've decided to begin this blog is to stay the course and finish the race with a calling I received long ago: Utilizing the Creator's gift of music... Giving back to Him as a vessel... Enjoying the music medium as a way to create audible art... And finally, to share the greatest gift given to humanity: redemption through the Lord Jesus, the Christ.

There was a period when I strayed from my calling; I'm thankful the Good Shepherd brought me back home.  More on all that further down the road.

As of this post, this blog is brand new.  Thanks again to any who stop by.  

As iron sharpens iron,

- K -

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