Vespers Format ~ usually every third Sunday at 5 p.m. ~ but can really be anytime or multiples so please check here often.
Blues Vespers is music, poetry and a brief reflection. All are welcome.
The event is always free. An offering is taken for the musicians or if it is a fundraiser we will take an offering for that cause.
· Welcome, announcements
· Band introduction
· Poem(s), introduce month's theme
· 2-3 songs from the band
· Poem(s), reflection
· 2-3 more songs
· Silent prayer, offering
· 1-2 more songs
Past Blues Reflection
excerpt from Pastor Dave's May 17 Vespers reflection:
As we all know, B. B. King died this past week. A legend and a hero of Blues music...B.B. had a unique role in popularizing and crafting the art we call Blues... The NY Times wrote this in their Saturday edition:
B. B. King, whose world-weary voice and wailing guitar lifted him from the cotton fields of Mississippi to a global starge and the apex of American blues, died on Thursday at his home in Las Vegas. He was 89...Mr. King married country blues to big-city rhythms and created a sound instantly recognizable to millions: a stinging guitar with shimmering vibrato, notes that coiled and leapt like an animal, and a voice that groaned and bent with the weight of lust, longing and lost love.
B.B. stood for Blues Boy, a name he took with this first taste of fame in the 1940s. His peers were bluesmen like Muddy Waters and Howlin' Wolf, whose nicknames fit their hard-bitten lives. But he was born a King, albeit in a shack surrounded by dirt poor sharecroppers and wealthy landowners...
Riley B. King (the middle initial apparently did not stand for anything) was born on Sept. 16, 1925 to Albert and Nora Ella King, sharecroppers in Berclair, Mississippi, a hamlet outside the small town of Itta Bena in the Mississippi Delta. His memories of the Depression included the sound of sanctified gospel music, the scratch of 75 rpm blues records, the sweat of dawn-to-dusk work and the sight of a black man lynched by a white mob.
In a Charlie Rose PBS interview he was asked, "When they play the last song of B.B., as he goes to meet his maker, what do you wanna hear?"
B. B. replied, "There's a song we do now called 'Peace to the World.' I'm hoping that when they do play that last song to me, there will be peace in the world. I doubt it, but maybe it can be more peaceful."
Take a moment to remember those who gave us the music and those that mentored and taught us along the way.