Doing my morning walk through the churches in my neighborhood and there’s two old churches side by side, both rocking out, one sort of blues riffs, one a little more traditional rock. And as I often do, I stood for a moment taking it in - this is the Southern culture I think is fascinating and rich and… then I realize the blues one is now just doing a call and refrain “I don’t need no - evidence” over and over, and my dog’s like “let’s get the fuck out of here” and so we did.

But it’s cute for a second if you don’t try to focus in on it. This is how religion should be taken in, and then hustle your ass along.