Luke got a free trial subscription to download songs to our computer, so that’s what we were doing last night. And I thought, let’s try to find that T-Bone song we heard on the radio the other day. I like that song. Yes, it’s Christian rap, and yes I’m whitey-white, but it has a nice beat and good lyrics, and frankly, we like to boogie. Even Grace likes to dance in this household.
SO, not knowing the name of the song, we searched for T-Bone. And one of us suggested that maybe T-Bone Burnett is his full name – let’s look at his songs and try to find one that sounds like it might be the one we like. So, we picked a couple of songs and started to download them…Did I mention that we still have dial-up? Yeah, it took a while…But FINALLY the downloads were done, and I was so excited to find out if the songs were the right ones…
OH, MAN! It was the weirdest music ever. I wondered if T-Bone fell off the wagon or something. It was NOT rap. At all. Surely the person who made these songs was on drugs? Poor T-Bone. I lost all faith in him.
So, I signed off the Internet, because as we all know, you cannot use the phone and be online when you only have dial-up. (Oh, how I miss the wonder of having DSL.) Anyway, I phoned my local DJ, who answered, “WayFM?” Thankfully, he knew who T-Bone was, and he told me the name of the song I wanted to hear. So, I signed back on and downloaded it. And played it. And YES! It was THE song! Woo-hoo!
So, in a flash of inspiration, I said to Luke, “Google T-Bone Burnett.” We found him. Yeah, he’s not our beloved Christian rapper T-Bone. He’s a scary, old white guy. PHEW! My faith was restored.
Boogie on, T-Bone.