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Thursday, January 18, 2007

The brother of Satan??

So, there we were setting up our sound equipment near Market and Union streets in DT San Francisco for street drama. It's at the bottom of the hill where the cable car turns around. The traditional break dancers and famous human sculptures...you know the ones that paint themselves silver or gold...were out in full color...anyway, if you haven't seen them, it's pretty cool looking. I was working with this group of teens who were from all over the US. Some had never seen anything like DT San Francisco. It was pretty eye opening to say the least. Well, we were just about ready to start doing some really neat dowel rod songs. If you haven't seen that before, you can get an idea from howitiller.com. Anyway, as I was saying...we were just about to do a song interpretation using these dowel rods or sticks when this man came right up into our face and said, "I am the brother of satan." That got all our attention. I knew that San Francisco was the home or was the home to Anton Lavey (Spelling?)...you know...the founder of the satanic church. His mind was probably totally gone from drugs, but he didn't want us there. I remember thinking later, that I'm a child of God and I didn't have to be afraid. I thought that was a little weird that this total stranger knew we were going to do something Christian before we even said or did anything. I was the oldest and had to be strong for the others...or something like that. To be honest, I didn't know what to think and was glad there was a uniform police officer on the corner. A moment later the brother of satan was escorted away to wherever satan's brothers go.
Well, we thought that way was clear and was starting our first song called Arise My Love by the singing group called New Song, when this lady named Mary started yelling at the top of her lungs, "Come to Jesus, You must come to Jesus, these people are of God", and other things like that. She was so loud that she was over the top of our music. So, I sent a native San Franciscan to quiet Mary down a little. What came out of her mouth after that would have made a sailor sound like a boy scout. Again, the officer came to the rescue and I think Mary joined satan's brother wherever that may have been.

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