Amy J. Bennett

So my neighbor/lead guitarist in our worship band at church gets in my car on the way to practice and says, "We need to have a band meeting."  Apparently, he got pretty frustrated last week between band practice being as insane and disorganized as it was and not being able to hear himself play on Wednesday night and really frustrated with the other guitarist I’ve been mentioning as being, uh, high maintenance. 

So me being the adult, I had to sit everyone down and lead a meeting.  We made it clear that I was the lead singer and we’d be singing songs in my key as much as possible.  And that our rhythm guitarist would concentrate on his guitar stuff and provide vocals whenever possible but his first priority should be to play.

Also, we talked about direction.  Which songs we should learn and such.  I gave them a great pep talk about this band is only as good as the work they put into it.  And I was just along for the ride and I’d help organize and sing when none of the youth members showed.   And somehow in all that I agreed to learn U2’s "40".  It’s a song that is written from Psalm 40.  And I’m cool with the song but they want me to sing the same song Bono sang?  Oh my, I’m really way out of my league here.  And seeing we have yet to have one youth member attend a band practice, I’m guessing it’s pretty much up to me.

But they were excited about it.  Apparently S kept saying they’d learn it but he left before they had a chance. 

I do have to say band practice went amazingly smooth.  We even got out 30 minutes early.  We got through all 4 songs and even some of them a few times.  And that’s even after having the meeting.  It’s amazing what a little communication will do for you.

So, I just found that the "40" mp3 in a stash of music S gave me at one time and I suppose that’s what I’ll be listening to for the next week.  Here’s hoping I don’t make a complete fool out of myself (well, that’s maybe a given) and rip a U2 song to shreds.