From my beautiful wife, Regan. An important message for these troubled days:
Jesus said, ‘I tell you, my friends, do not fear those who kill the body, and after that can do nothing more. But I will warn you whom to fear: fear him who, after he has killed, has authority to cast into hell. Yes, I tell you, fear him! Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten in God’s sight. But even the hairs of your head are all counted. Do not be afraid; you are of more value than many sparrows.’
Prayers for Boston, for West, TX, and for people everywhere. Let us not live in fear, let us live in LOVE.
This is excellent. Are they friends? Are they enemies? Frenemies? Whatever, doesn’t matter. Best rock band of the 1980s, by far.
Summers: We always clearly demarcated the lines between the chorus and the verses. The choruses were played harder. I would sometimes stuff cloth under the strings for the softer parts, and we’d throw in 9ths and 10ths, or…
Copeland: Stop them! They’re talking technical musical stuff. It’s a classic exclusion technique, just because I’m a drummer.
Sting: Stewart, those are called “notes”.
Summers: You want to hear an oxymoron? Musical drummer!
Copeland: Hey Andy. What do you throw at a drowning guitarist? His amp!
Sting: What was three legs and a c***? A drum stool!