Monday, March 7, 2011

How being a sound guy ruined church

I hate being the sound guy.

I keep my eyes open when people pray. I see everything that goes on, I see the keyboardist come up during the prayer, I change the lights and change the slides and only those with their eyes open (shame on them) see those things happen, but it's all right for me because I am the sound guy.

We left that church.

I've thought about the Orthodox church in Boston that I love so much. I wonder, I'm going to college, what if I found an Orthodox church there? I couldn't take communion, I'm a catechumen, not Orthodox. I couldn't take communion. And I wouldn't convert, not without my family (not yet)

We're at a new church. I love the pastor. The music is okay. The people are real and frightening. I volunteered to help with sound because there's only one guy doing it each week and he does a great job but he likes to sit with his wife sometimes. And I remembered that I hate being the sound guy. Even when I'm not working sound, I look and listen for mistakes and I grit my teeth every time a slide is late or a mic isn't on. I grit my teeth in church. In church, I get frustrated and irritated. At my old church, communion was the worst when I was working sound. They would bring the bread and the grape juice up to us and we would just eat them and get back to our jobs. It wasn't the Blessed Sacrament, it was a formality that had to be endured. I feel bad for taking it now.

Now I'm at a new church, and I write new songs that my band will never play.

It looks like I'm going to Wheaton. I'm happy about that, it was my favorite college, but I was waiting for something to show me it was the right one to go to. Grove turned me into a transfer student because I'm taking online courses, so that kind of rules them out. And Hillsdale... well, I was all for it except that I visited and met all of Tim's friends and don't feel like I fit in there. And they don't have a chapel.

I miss you.


  1. I feel so badly for the sound team at my church. Some of them are professionals, like they do sound stuff for a living, so it seems really unfair that they have to do it on the weekend, too. But then, they're sacrificing their skill for the body, which is a pretty great thing.

    And every time something goes wrong I just think it's really hilarious, and I laugh at all the people doing the "sound guy neck crane."

    So. Wheaton, huh? :nod:

    Oh gosh. It was so great to read a blog post from you. [Like that first warm day after an unreasonable winter.]

  2. I do sound at my church (well, former church now), and I know what you mean, it feels like you are outside of the worshiping body, or everyone else is in a separate service from you.