Larry Who?
The Father of Contemporary Gospel
Only Visiting This Planet
Larry Norman's most noted achievement is the album Only
Visiting This Planet, 37 minutes of exquisitely written and
produced folk rock on two sides of a vinyl disc. What made the
recording a landmark was the rock music spoke about Jesus in a
relevant way. Beyond the pat, mindless praise music that sells
like hotcakes these days, Norman's music existed in the real
world, not as a panacea but in agreement with the pain and, yes,
doubt that keeps most of us, Christian or not, in its
stranglehold. Norman's music was not entertainment for church
folk but a validation of the many reasons so much of young
America live their lives on only two of three rails, embracing
only intellect and carnality while rejecting Christ in specific
if not spirituality as a whole. Norman's writing starts there,
acknowledges the fact that embracing Christ is a real stretch
for most of us who have embraced religion all our lives without
having had an actual relationship with God. Without ever
preaching, Norman weaves stories and paints canvasses with
sound, injecting ennui, humor and reason along the way. What
you're doing is not working for you, his work concludes, Why
don't you look into Jesus?
The rock genre aside, Norman's music is the antithesis of most
of what we listen to. What most of us buy is poorly written and
simplistic, designed to evoke emotion from Church Folk, i.e.
religious folk. Norman was never interested in speaking to
religious folk, although it was mainly Christians who paid the
bills for him. Norman's songs are written to the unbeliever,
trying to explain faith in a meaningful way. What he ended up
doing, however, was leading people--mostly young people--beyond
their religion and into a real relationship with Jesus Christ.
This is also the main purpose of the PraiseNet: to lure Church
Folk out of
The Matrix and connect them, in a sincere and visceral way,
to Jesus Christ as opposed to the Church Folk counterfeit
relationship they have with the Elks Club they've allowed their
church to become.
Conservatives receive such attempts as hostility and
condemnation, though Norman condemns no one except, occasionally,
himself. We get angry when our toes are stepped on. people
rarely get alarmed over a lie, they get their butt on their
shoulders when truth is presented. Truth is painful,
uncomfortable, embarrassing to realize you've wasted your life
playing silly Church Folk games when a purposeful and fulfilling
life in Christ has always been available to you. I almost never
hear black pastors use language like this. They use cryptology
in their sing-along call-and-response, leading to an invitation to
Christ which is routinely and inexplicably drowned out by loud
Hammond playing and the choir singing, complete with some
heavy-set sister howling into a mic. While the initiation is
being given. This is the absurdity of our culture: our energy
and emphasis is in all the theatre, all the opera. we exist to
serve, to tell a very simple story: What you're doing is not
working for you, his work concludes, Why don't you look into
Jesus?
Norman's invitation can be heard, can be related to by the man
on the street or even the youth in the church pew who have tuned
Jesus out. People who don't know Jesus presume the church
represents Him. Many churches do not. Many churches fail to
represent Him well. Most of us, myself included, talk to
non-believers about Jesus in very stupid ways. Most of us do not
witness to anyone, never share Christ with anyone. We're afraid
and embarrassed. We're clumsy and awkward and our frame of
reference is exclusively the Church Folk bubble most of us live
in. To my observation, there is little if any evangelism being
taught in black churches. I got saved at a white fundamentalist
summer camp. One of the very first things they did was teach me
how to share Christ with others. I have never, not once,
seen this done at a black church. Few Christians can explain,
with any economy or effectiveness, why a life in Christ is worth
living. This is what Only Visiting This Planet does
alarmingly well. It witnesses. It tells the story in a
non-invasive, non-confrontational and meaningful way. Norman's
Christianity does not exist inside the bubble. It exists on the
street. In real terms, in step with the actual world. It has
been lauded by dozens of critics and, by general acclamation,
agreed upon as the best Contemporary Christian Music album ever
made.
The
Greatest Contemporary Christian Album Ever Made:
Inducted into The Gospel Rock Hall of Fame 2001.
In Another Land
This is an album 99% of black church folk have never heard of,
but used, so-so condition copies of this CD are currently
selling for $149 on Amazon.Com and others. I own the original
vinyl album, which is worth considerably more and is safely
stored away and will sell only after I’m long dead. This seminal
work, considered to be THE definitive contemporary Christian
music album of all-time, was created some 33 years ago by a man
few people reading this will have ever heard of.
Larry Norman has been largely credited as the “Father of Gospel
Rock,” a pioneer in fusing the message of Christ with wailing
Stratocasters and pounding drums. His writing is some of the
most intuitive and moving American art ever created, and his
best work transcends musical trends and the passing of time.
Clearly inspired by the legends of his day, Norman’s music
sounded a lot like Bob Dylan and Joni Mitchell with some Rolling
Stones and Jefferson Airplane tossed in for good measure. It was
music I completely missed at the time because, well, I was
black. Larry Norman wasn’t terribly popular with the brothers,
and mom had James Cleveland and the Reverend Isaac Douglas and
Inez Andrews blaring from the hi-fi.
I became acquainted with Norman on Steve Tomlinson’s father’s
speed boat during a wonderful weekend at the family’s rented
cabin in upstate New York. Steve brought along this mono
cassette payer and started up this rock and roll that, once
again, being black, was really not my cup of tea. But I was
startled to hear this rocker talking about Jesus. And not only
talking about Jesus but talking about, well, life.
There had, theretofore, always been a kind of musical separation
between church and state, where the secular artists of the day
could talk about love and life and emotions and feeling, but the
Gospel musicians talked only about God. Rock acts like The
Beatles sang about the war and politics and injustice and
poverty, while acts like Clara Ward and James Cleveland and The
Mighty Clouds of Joy sang about God in flowery and unrealistic
ways I could not relate to. They used all of this code, this
Church Folk language, and made absolutely no attempt to express
any practical application of a relationship with Jesus Christ to
my actual life. Gospel music was always escapism, The Other. A
beautiful art form, but one that left me wondering what all the
fuss was about. I'd rather an artist record five minutes of
relevant application than sit through an hour of this praise
stuff. Praise is all we listen to, all we write. praise is
absolutely meaningless when you're homeless or sick or troubled,
when you're being hunted by bullies or abused by loved ones. For
me, even today, 99% of commercial Gospel music is utterly
useless because the music exists, along with the artists who
create it, inside The Matrix, the Church Folk bubble. Precious
little of it ever deals with reality or serves any practical
purpose to help people understand why a relationship with Christ
is important.
Some of my favorite music of the period came from the enormously
talented (just ask him) Norman Whitfield, the genius producer
behind The Temptations’ best work. A popular and successful R&B
group, the Temptations didn’t really become a vital and moving
part of Americana until long-time producer (and notorious
self-promoter) Whitfield talked Motown CEO Berry Gordy into
releasing Psychedelic Shack, a monstrous R&B groove with a
killer anti-drug message. From that point until Whitfield’s
self-destruction (after he made his face the largest image on
the cover to Masterpiece), the Temptations became not only a
great R&B band but a vital part of the social fabric of the
time, preaching to both black and white audiences about
everything from the ecology to the war to poverty and the
breakdown of the African American family.
Hearing Larry Norman, this strange, long-haired white man,
applying some of the same social consciousness to the context of
Christian faith seemed odd to me. I mean, Christians weren’t
supposed to sing about the war. Weren’t supposed to be concerned
with politics or injustice. Gospel music was this benign
disconnect from reality. It was an escapist medium where grown
men wore very loud, shiny orange suits. The lyrics were largely
meaningless beyond the quick buzz you got off of worshipping
God. But it was music largely without relevance to the life we
actually lived or the world we actually lived in. It prepared us
for the pearly gates but it did absolutely nothing to inform or
inspire or even unite us as a people dealing with political and
social challenges.
The first thing I noticed about Norman was that his album really
wasn’t a Gospel album. It wasn’t a dance hall record, either,
but it shocked and unnerved me that the first cut I heard off of
the album, The Six O’clock News, didn’t mention Jesus or
Christianity even once. Nor did Pardon Me, a riveting treatise
on the shallowness of sex without love and, by extrapolation,
love without God. I’ve Got To Learn To Live Without You was a
song that not only could have been a top 10 pop hit but, by
rights, should have been. And it had absolutely nothing to do
with church and Jesus, except for Larry’s own extrapolation of
the song having been intended as a reference to The Great
Rapture. Norman had, by his account, intended I’ve Got To Learn
To Live Without You to be the first cut of the album, and his
most famous song, I Wish We'd All Been Ready, a perennial CCM
anthem, as the closing song, thus setting a tribulation era
context for the album as a whole. But ABC records insisted non
flipping the album over so the collection would begin with the
harder-hitting Six O'clock News (and, I actually agree
with them).
There, on the lake, I fell in love with Norman's music. And my life
was transformed because I saw the potential for music that dealt
with real-life challenges and issues, and presented Christ as
the reasonable and rational solution. I wasn’t much of a rock
fan, but the concept changed me forever. When people meet me,
especially when I had shoulder-length hair like Norman, they’d
know, immediately, that I just wasn’t like most anyone they’d
ever met. And they’d ask me why my hair was so long or who my
inspiration was. I’ve rarely told anyone about Larry because,
frankly, most of us church folk have never heard of him and
wouldn’t be interested to know. And I’ve spent these several
paragraphs waxing on about Larry to give you better context abut
Larry and, frankly, about myself.
Christopher J. Priest
24 August 2008
editor@praisenet.org
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Larry Norman Website
New York Times Obituary
Entertainment Weekly Obituary
Footnote: It's worth noting that the R&B equivalent of Only Visiting
This Planet is Tonéx's landmark recording, Oak Park 92105. This recording may no longer be available, as Tonéx re-edited the album (renaming it 92106), and the compromised, censored version lacks the power of his original vision. Oak Park is less focused than Planet, but it achieves, brilliantly, the very same goal: making Jesus relevant to the kid on the street. Speaking to both street kids and church kids, Tonéx weaves a complex and at times painful semi-biography that is hugely compelling and thought-provoking. It forces you to assess your relationship with God, the things you're doing in The Matrix-- the Church Folk Bubble--and demands of you a resolution. This is, in essence, what a sermon is supposed to do: challenge more than entertain. Oak Park is simply an amazing work, which, of course, meant it was soundly ignored by the mainstream. I have no way of knowing if Tonéx knew Norman or was aware of his music, Oak Park sounds absolutely nothing like Norman, but the power of its witness resonates with Norman's masterpiece, making Oak Park 92105 the greatest Urban Gospel recording ever made.