Turn it up

I remember when I was in high school I had a Lynyrd Skynyrd album. All their pictures were on the back. My mom asked me which one was Lynyrd. I didn't know. I guessed the lead singer.

This was back in the day when audiophiles worried about the quality of their needle and the wow and flutter of their turntable. I had some spare tubes lying around just in case one blew. That Freebird solo would really stress the old tubes - especially when you turned the volume up to "11" (a gratuitous "Spinal Tap" reference).

I soon learned that Lynyrd was not the lead singer. No one was named Lynyrd. I only suffered mild humiliation from my wise and worldly next door neighbor for that one. He let me off easy. I considered him to be extremely wise and cool solely because he was one year ahead of me in school. He knew all about Lynyrd Skynyrd...and other cool bands.

Thirty years later...

I found my Gold and Platnium CD when we moved. It has all the best from Lynyrd Skynyrd. Sweet Home Alabama, Gimme Three Steps, Free Bird.... an audio feast.

My car stereo doesn't have an "11." In fact, there aren't ANY numbers. I keep turning and turning and turning... it just spins around and doesn't get ANY louder. No bother. By the looks and gestures that I am getting at stop lights and gas stations, I am sure that everyone is enjoying my Gold and Platnium with me.

A glorious week.

I also had Max McClain's CD in the car with me. He's the guy with the deep voice and the British accent that reads the Bible on the radio. He is very expressive. A nice presentation.

I get in the car a few days later. A guy a the gas station is forcing me to listen to his "music." I feel violated. WWJD? I decided to get even. A battle of the bands. Make his ears bleed. I know just the song to counter his "onslaught on humanity" so loosely called "music."

Turn it up.

As I am digging in my console... there it is. Gold and Platinum...Disc 2 (the best one).... broken... no shattered....

It had been crushed by the Word of God.

Evelyn thinks that it was a divine intervention in my life. Kind of like when all the pagan idols in the Old Testament kept falling down before the ark of the Lord.

I don't know. What do you think?