Sold! To the Nice Rich Man

Posted by Drew Coffman | | Posted On Friday, September 26, 2008 at 2:08 PM

Link to The Welcome Wagon - Sold! To the Nice Rich Man

Back to my occasional posts on music, I come with a new song from the debut album of The Welcome Wagon. The band is actually an outlet of Reverend Thomas Vito Aiuto and his wife, who run the Resurrection Presbyterian Church in New York. The band plays live mostly at various Seminaries, often stopping mid-set for a pie giveaway (seriously).

The album, produced by the orchestrally renowned Sufjan Stevens' has plenty of flourish, and the Reverend even throws in a guitar solo during the main chorus. Despite the big sound, the band started in the humble setting of the couple's living room. What started as a method of worship and spending time together has expanded into something much bigger.

What I find interesting about the band is that it is so different from what I am used to hearing. The full album - which will include Presbyterian hymns - is set in a genre which we don't usually associate with Christian worship. I love it when people branch out and do new things, while keeping the message central. I find it interesting to see a practicing Reverend embark in a genre that is such a departure. God can be glorified in so many ways, and there are so many different expressions of it. It is always great to hear something new, fresh, and purely enjoyable.

Panimaquin

Posted by Anonymous | | Posted On Monday, September 1, 2008 at 1:48 AM

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- VA

Words cannot begin to describe and pictures will never do it justice. Going to Guatemala and spending time with the people in Panimaquin was an eye-opening and life changing experience that will not be forgotten. The villagers were amazing and hospitable, but it was their hearts that I wish I could capture and describe. The innocence, vibrancy, and love which poured out of them all - day in and day out - is an incredible and beautiful thing which I wish to be a part of for the rest of my life. I know that I will never be able to explain it in words, and the best alternative is to show the faces of those whom I now have gotten to know, love, and care for. These are a few of the many who I met, and who touched me at a level which I could never have imagined.