Writings & Works by John Jones

Month: January 2020

Christian Creatives: Gungor

I thought I would write another Christian Creative, and thought I would finally tackle one of my favorite, but if we are being honest, one of the most challenging artists for me to listen to for a few reasons.

So that being said, let’s talk about Gungor.

Blood and Juice

I dipped the bread and waited 

And for the first time the juice

As it soaked the bread to where

A bead of juice rolled down my hand

An Analysis of “Belly of the Deepest Love” by Tow’rs

Every once in a while you come across a song that is so fantastic and beautifully written it requires a full-blown, in-depth analysis due to how well the lyrics are composed. It’s that song that when you hear it and you understand the lyrics for the first time, you are pulled to listening to it over and over again – trying to hear the intricate melodies and harmonies, working to understand the subtle nuances in the words chosen. That song for me is “Belly of the Deepest Love” by Tow’rs.

Christian Creatives: John Mark McMillan

It’s been a little while since I highlighted a Christian Creative on this website, and so I figured it was about time for me to return to old habits (That is what the new year is for, right?). Today I’m going to be talking about a personal favorite of mine. He’s a musician that has been able to walk the line between large-scale contemporary Christian music and individualistic creations with relative ease and grace.

So, let’s talk about John Mark McMillan.

Empty

December 2019

[Verse 1]

When did this old house start feeling empty?

Did I lose track of the time?

Its wailing walls call out to meet me

But I still say I’m fine

Burning Bushes and Child-like Wonder (of Wildlife!)

Over this winter break, I got to spend a lot of time with family and friends during the holiday season. It was a great experience and I loved getting to catch up with everyone. A big family means that times we are all together for extended periods are becoming less and less common, meaning I’m learning more and more each time I come home the value of family.

You have a nice bottom, too.