Cash, Rubin, Iscariot, Danzig?
Incidentally, yesterday as I was walking to the bus station with my head full of Cash, I realized that I was wearing all black: black shoes, socks, pants, sweater, coat, and gloves—the whole nine yards. As Hannibal Smith used to say, “I love it when a plan comes together.”
I wasn’t really trying to get at anything in particular with yesterday’s post, it just seemed like a good place to start...for who among us does not love Johnny Cash?
Actually, I can answer that. While I was searching the web for a photo of Cash & Rubin together, I came across this web page:
Radical evangelicals can be really good at hurting their own cause—thank God! (Ha!) They also tend to cherry-pick the gospel…(Judge not lest ye be judged!) These are the kinds of warped, extremist views that give many thinking individuals pause from even considering the positive elements of religion in general, and Christianity in particular.
Think about it. If a well spoken, avowed Satanist with a chip on his shoulder and some basic HTML skills wished to start up a website to discredit his Christian nemeses (and have a bit of fun in the process), he could do worse than to parody Dial-the-Truth.
But this isn’t my point, I won’t spend any more time here. I’m not out to mock these poor, misguided souls, I merely seek the truth... Unfortunately, it seems I dialed the wrong number! (Sorry, mockery is just too easy...)
I have a great deal of respect for The Man in Black, for the way he lived his life, for his approach to spirituality. Even more, though, someone like me can really relate to the pan-theological spiritual questing of Rick Rubin—for books on Buddhism, Hinduism, Taoism, the Kabbalah, and yoga line a decent chunk of my bookshelves as well.
Reading the Vanity Fair article, I am moved more by the seeking, the empathy, the brotherhood, the fellowship between these two men than I am by the ritual of communion itself. I wonder what Rick would say to that.
Last week (long before my dream and these posts) I quite presciently cashed in my Best Buy gift cards for a number of Johnny Cash items, including the Love God Murder box and 2004’s posthumous release, My Mother’s Hymn Book. “You asked me to pick my favorite album I’ve ever made and this is it,” reads Johnny’s liner notes to Hymn Book, a collection of gospel numbers his mother taught him. “They’re powerful songs,” he continues, “my magic to take me through the dark places.”
Bring us on home, Johnny:
“I don’t think my concept of god is much different from anybody else’s...I’m not much of a praying person, and I’m definitely not a religious person, but I do consider myself a spiritual person and a Christian. I guess I might be a C-minus Christian, but I am one. I’m very happy myself with my relationship with God.”
N/P Skye Klad – Skye Klad plays the Musick of Cupid’s Orkustra Asleep Within the Magick Powerhouse of Oz
I wasn’t really trying to get at anything in particular with yesterday’s post, it just seemed like a good place to start...for who among us does not love Johnny Cash?
Actually, I can answer that. While I was searching the web for a photo of Cash & Rubin together, I came across this web page:
Ah yes, good ol' Dial-the-Truth Ministries. Does anybody take this shit seriously? If you have time to kill and want a good belly laugh, check out their pages on the satanic roots of rock, tattoos, hell, Ozzy, P.O.D., and The Passion, read their FAQ, or click on 666 Watch.Speaking of the man in black... Johnny Cash gets the award for the biggest sellout since Judas Iscariot. Johnny's latest album is on the American (formerly Def American) record label owned by Rick Rubin. Rubin also is the producer for Cash's album. Rubin is also the producer and American is the home for Slayer, Danzig, Black Crowes, Red Hot Chili Peppers, et al.
The group Danzig's logo is a picture of a demon strangling the Lord Jesus Christ while blood is coming out of Jesus's bulging eyes! Inside Danzig's album, Lucifuge, shows Glenn Danzig wearing the cross of Jesus Christ — upside down — with a demon's head in the middle of the cross. Boldly written at the top is part of John 8:44 "Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do.". Glenn Danzig is a hard-core satanist. To show his utter hatred for Jesus Christ, one of his songs is titled "Snakes of Christ". Now you want to hear the unbelievable? Not only did Johnny Cash record a song on American label produced by ome Rubin — but on the album he sings a song written by satanist Glenn Danzig! The name of the song? You guessed it — Thirteen! If you know your Bible, you know the number thirteen is connected with sin and the devil!
Radical evangelicals can be really good at hurting their own cause—thank God! (Ha!) They also tend to cherry-pick the gospel…(Judge not lest ye be judged!) These are the kinds of warped, extremist views that give many thinking individuals pause from even considering the positive elements of religion in general, and Christianity in particular.
Think about it. If a well spoken, avowed Satanist with a chip on his shoulder and some basic HTML skills wished to start up a website to discredit his Christian nemeses (and have a bit of fun in the process), he could do worse than to parody Dial-the-Truth.
But this isn’t my point, I won’t spend any more time here. I’m not out to mock these poor, misguided souls, I merely seek the truth... Unfortunately, it seems I dialed the wrong number! (Sorry, mockery is just too easy...)
I have a great deal of respect for The Man in Black, for the way he lived his life, for his approach to spirituality. Even more, though, someone like me can really relate to the pan-theological spiritual questing of Rick Rubin—for books on Buddhism, Hinduism, Taoism, the Kabbalah, and yoga line a decent chunk of my bookshelves as well.
Reading the Vanity Fair article, I am moved more by the seeking, the empathy, the brotherhood, the fellowship between these two men than I am by the ritual of communion itself. I wonder what Rick would say to that.
Last week (long before my dream and these posts) I quite presciently cashed in my Best Buy gift cards for a number of Johnny Cash items, including the Love God Murder box and 2004’s posthumous release, My Mother’s Hymn Book. “You asked me to pick my favorite album I’ve ever made and this is it,” reads Johnny’s liner notes to Hymn Book, a collection of gospel numbers his mother taught him. “They’re powerful songs,” he continues, “my magic to take me through the dark places.”
Bring us on home, Johnny:
“I don’t think my concept of god is much different from anybody else’s...I’m not much of a praying person, and I’m definitely not a religious person, but I do consider myself a spiritual person and a Christian. I guess I might be a C-minus Christian, but I am one. I’m very happy myself with my relationship with God.”
N/P Skye Klad – Skye Klad plays the Musick of Cupid’s Orkustra Asleep Within the Magick Powerhouse of Oz
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