Past Revivals

Service Description

Reignite your faith in the power of sound. Re-listen to one of Pastor Dirk’s most unforgettable sermons — a bold, soul-stirring message on why rock music, like truth itself, refuses to fade. From pulpit to power chords, Dirk breaks down the sacred fire behind every riff, proving that real music — like real belief — never dies. Sermon Title: “Thou Shalt Not Mute the Amp: Why Rock Will Never Die” By Reverend Dirk Allmon, First Church of Feedback Brothers. Sisters. Sinners. Lend me your picks, your power chords, your air guitars. We are gathered here today not in mourning — but in resurrection! Because Rock. Ain’t. Dead. Can I get an “A-minor”? [Scripture Reading – From the Book of Les Paul 3:16] "For whosoever believeth in distortion shall not perish, but have everlasting volume." [The Word] I say unto you, my congregation of concert junkies and vinyl disciples: They have tried to silence us. First came disco… and we survived. Then synth-pop… and we shredded through it. Then came the boy bands… and we simply turned it up to eleven. But let the record show — every time rock was buried, it climbed out of the grave with a Marshall stack and a vengeance. [Three Sacred Truths of the Eternal Riff] 1. Rock has more lives than your grandma’s cat. Every decade they say it’s over. And every decade, a garage door opens and a teenager with angst and a Telecaster screams, “Not today, Spotify algorithm!” 2. The spirit of rebellion is louder than silence. Rock doesn’t wear a tie. Rock doesn’t fill out paperwork. Rock kicks open the door to a bar with three chords and a dream. And if you listen real close… you can still hear it soundchecking. 3. Heaven has a backstage. And on that stage? Jimi’s warming up. Bonham’s already drunk. And Lemmy? Lemmy is God. So go forth, ye faithful. Plug in your soul. Distort your doubts. Crank your righteousness to 10 — no, to 11. And never — I say NEVER — let the flame of rock flicker out. May your solos be long. May your feedback be righteous. May your enemies tremble at the thunder of your snare. And may the gospel of distortion echo forevermore in the chapel of dive bars across this great nation. Rock be with you.