christmastime conspiracy

It’s a Christmastime conspiracy
There’s something going on that we
Might catch a glimpse, what can it be?
This Christmastime conspiracy…

Wise ones heard that it was said
In Bethlehem will be the bed
Of a ruler who will reign instead
Of those who think they know…

It’s a Christmastime conspiracy
There’s something going on that we
Might catch a glimpse, what can it be?
This Christmastime conspiracy…

In the fields way out of town
Out of touch, out of bounds
Watching sheep they heard the sounds
A message from a choir…

’bout a Christmastime conspiracy
There’s something going on that we
Might catch a glimpse, what can it be?
This Christmastime conspiracy…

Unlikely people seemed to know
Emmanuel, God who shows
Up in a manger, not a throne
How can this be true?

This Christmastime conspiracy
There’s something going on that we
Might catch a glimpse, what can it be?
This Christmastime conspiracy…

So pay attention here my friend
This plot it hasn’t reached the end
There’s more that’s coming round the bend
And you can play a role…

In this Christmastime conspiracy
There’s something going on that we
Might catch a glimpse, what can it be?
This Christmastime conspiracy…

(words and music by Bryan Moyer Suderman. Copyright © 2011 SmallTall Music. All rights reserved. Part of the December 2011 “delivery of songs” to the members of Bryan’s “community supported music” initiative).

on being taught my own songs

One of the delights of “doing what I do” is when someone else teaches me my song. This happens so often, and in so many ways.

It happens in the recording studio, when we’re crafting an arrangement of a song that, in many cases, I’ve been singing for a long time. But then one of the musicians I’m working with will bring something new to the table – an instrumental riff, a structural tweak, a change of tempo or “feel” – and suddenly the song is new for me and will never be the same again. I have been taught my own song, by someone who has picked it up and played it in their own way.

This is how Steve Hogg “taught me” Listen Up People (the picking pattern/counter-melody that forever changed the way I play/sing it), and how Darrin Schott “taught me” New World Coming (the little guitar “tag” at the front end of that song that has now become a “hook” that I use throughout), how J.K. Gulley and Rick Hutt “taught me” Take Heart (the slowed-down tempo and slightly revised structure that salvaged the song from the dustbin and landed it at the heart of the new CD).

Even more amazing and fulfilling, to me, is when I am “taught my own song” by a community that has embraced it, and sings it, and adapted it in whatever way to become part of who they are as a community. I’ve just come back from two weeks on the road (one week in Ohio, and another in Manitoba), where I experienced this repeatedly:

- in Stryker, Ohio, where they “taught me” Take Good Care as a simple refrain sung by the children, with actions… and “Peace Be With You” – again with their own actions and way that they have developed to use this song to bless one another.

- in Portage La Prairie, Manitoba, with the request to sing “God’s Love is for Everybody” as part of a sending/commissioning service for a family moving to a different community… the moving way this commissioning was done brought out multiple meanings and levels in the song that I hadn’t realized were there…

- in Brandon, Manitoba, where the community sent me out after the concert by singing to me, as a congregation, my own “Sending Song,” as a blessing on my way (and a blessing for each concert-goer on their way)…

- in Archbold, Ohio, where after the concert the pastor approached me and asked for notation and words for the song “For Just Such A Time” because she wanted it sung at her ordination service the following week. It had become her song already…

- and on and on and on it goes.

A few years ago I was doing a concert in Saskatoon, and a little girl was in the front row with her family. They were obviously familiar with my music, and the rest of the family was singing along heartily, but she just stared, mouth open, all the way through the first 3 songs of the concert. Then, partway through the 4th, she hollered out:

“Mom! OUR music is coming out of HIS mouth…!”

What an honour, and a privilege, and a joy. When a song is embraced and adopted and adapted and transformed by a community into something that is deeply and truly their (“OUR”) own…

What more could a songwriter ask? I am deeply grateful.

“Detectives of Divinity” CD has arrived!

It’s here! The new CD has arrived!

You can:

- download the album from iTunes.

- buy the physical CD online with credit card (via IndiePool).

- buy the CD over the phone (via MennoMedia: 1-800-631-6535).

- buy the CD with a cheque via snailmail, directly from SmallTall Music.

You can read some more about the new CD here and here

Can’t wait to get this music into your hands (and ears, and hearts, and families, and communities)!

article re: 10 years of smalltallmusic

Here’s an article that appeared in Christian Week a bit ago.

children, youth and a new kind of christianity

I have been invited to lead music in worship at a conference next May in Washington DC called “Children, Youth and a New Kind of Christianity.”   The event is being organized by Dave Csinos and Brian McLaren, and here’s the event’s home page, with a video clip of Brian McLaren introducing the theme. Contributors include Tony Campolo, Shane Claiborne, Jim and Joy Wallis, and others… I’m guessing that if you’re reading this blog you likely have an interest/passion for this agenda as well… I’m looking forward to it and I hope you can come too!

sneak peek of new cd cover

Here’s a sneak peek at the cover design for the new CD… working on the finishing touches of the audio and graphic design… should be released in a few weeks (you can pre-purchase the record here)…

What do you think?

new cd coming soon – you can pre-order it now

Wednesday is the last recording session for the new CD… then it’s on to mixing and mastering, design work and manufacturing…

The CD is available for pre-purchase (at a crazy low price for multiple copies) here. Pre-purchasing the record helps to fund it “up front” (much appreciated!), guarantees that you receive the first copies (aiming to have it ready by the end of August), and by pre-ordering multiple copies you can help to spread the word and get this music into as many hands and homes and hearts as possible.

This is my fifth album of “songs of faith for small and tall” and I’m very excited about it! Where my last CD (A New Heart – 2009) was probably my most ambitious recording to date in terms of instrumentation and arrangements, this album has a more “stripped down” and rootsy acoustic approach. Singing scripture in new ways, these are songs that help us to explore and internalize how we are part of the ongoing story of what God is doing in the world. From the blistering bluegrass tune “New World Coming” to the evocative “Make Room”… from the playful “Detectives of Divinity” to the stark “Lofty Words”… from the fun sing-along “Fruit of the Spirit” to the vivid storytelling of “Take Heart,” this is a collection of songs that bring us face to face with the realities of our day-to-day life in light of the scriptural story, in a way that gets “small and tall” singing and talking and laughing and praying together.

Scheduled for release in August. Available for pre-purchase now - http://www.smalltallmusic.com/cds/pre-purchase-new-cd/

a wee bit of video

Some folks have been after me for a long time, saying I should have more of a “video presence” on YouTube and so on. The world of video, at this point, is rather beyond my comfort zone, and has not been a priority for me… But some friends from Fraser Lake Camp contacted me a while ago, wanting to make a short video… so here it is. These folks (John Wideman, of Ode Productions, and Scott Eyre and Eric Musselman) really know what they’re doing and, much to my surprise, made it fun. Who knows, maybe after dipping this toe in the water of video, I’ll decide to “take the plunge” someday and do some more with this medium…

This particular segment was “cut” to keep it brief, and directly related to camp and how I (and my music ministry) have been impacted by my camp experience. There is the possibility of putting together a different “cut” of the interview, with more on songwriting, and so on… we’ll see (maybe)…

Anyway, you can have a look and see what you think…

choosing the right songs

This past weekend’s adult Sunday School class in Wadsworth, Ohio was a new experience for me. The congregation is in the midst of a visioning and discernment process, seeking to have open eyes, ears and hearts for “God’s good plans for us” (Jeremiah 29:11). The pastor and I had put together a plan for the class, where there would be an invitation for people to share their experiences and reflections on what God is doing in their midst, and I would respond periodically with some comments and songs, reflecting on whatever was shared.

We started with a brand new song – “Detectives of Divinity” (possibly the title track for the new CD that I’m recording):

“We are detectives of divinity, we’re looking all around
For signs of God’s activity wherever they are found
God is up to something, of that you can be sure
So start the investigation, the clues are everywhere…”

I had no idea what would happen, or how it would go. But I found it to be a deeply moving time, as people shared about realities in their town, in their congregation, in their own physical bodies… searching and sharing and celebrating together the “signs of God’s activity wherever they are found”… and finding ways to sing those experiences and realities, expressing our openness and desire to see, to hear, to follow.

Choosing the right song…

A couple of weeks earlier, I had a similar-but-totally different experience. I had been asked to help to plan and lead worship at an international, ecumenical conference on mining, hosted by KAIROS. Preparing for this event was a rich experience in itself – working closely together with two colleagues – one Mennonite, one Catholic – crafting worship experiences for this event.

The conference happened on Sunday to Tuesday, May 1-3… and the Canadian federal election took place on Monday, smack dab in the middle. Needless to say, given the KAIROS funding situation that has been unfolding over the past couple of years, there was deep concern at the conference about the implications of a Conservative majority government…

In our planning for the rhythm and flow of the worship times over the course of the conference, one of the songs we had chosen for Tuesday morning was this one – “Inspired by Love and Anger.” . This choice was made well in advance of the election and the election results, but it seemed to “hit home” at that time and place in ways that we could not have imagined.

Choosing the right song…

Since September I’ve been participating in a once-per-month class on the book of Job… taught by this exceptionally excellent prof (who happens to be my brother)… and one of the things that has struck me has been the degree to which the conversation (debate/argument/knock-down-full-out-no-holds-barred-verbal-bout) between Job and the three friends has to do with “choosing the right song.” The friends are constantly quoting scripture, and Job is too… but Job is not satisfied that the texts they are quoting constitute “the right song” for the situation… Job says that his friends “mock me in song” (Job 30:9… see Lamentations 3:63… “taunt-songs”), and says instead that “my lyre is turned to mourning, and my pipe to the voice of those who weep…” (Job 30:31)

Choosing the right song…

Sean Gladding’s recent book “The Story of God – The Story of Us” demonstrates beautifully the dynamic of the urgent need to choose the right songs… depicting the people of Israel, in exile, trying to make sense of their situation… and the relationship between the wise elder, telling the story, and the young hothead/poet/musician… drawing on the resources (songs) of their tradition, and also composing new ones, debating which are the appropriate songs for this time… Psalm 137… captors (sarcastically?) requesting a song… but “how could we sing the LORD’s song in a strange land?”… and the new poem that expresses such anger and desire for revenge (137:7-9)… and the ongoing debates between the young poet and the old storyteller re: which is the right song for this moment…

Choosing the right song…

A couple of weeks ago, during a “community forum” at Associated Mennonite Biblical Seminary in Elkhart, Indiana, I asked the gathered group how many had heard of the “Prayer of Jabez.” Lots had. Then I asked how many had heard of the “Prayer of Agur.” Almost nobody. “Exactly,” I said. When I came across the “Prayer of Agur” (Proverbs 30:7-9) a while back, it hit me like a ton of bricks. This is a prayer that I need to pray, regularly. What if this prayer became a regular part of the worship and spirituality of more of our communities? So I came up with a musical setting of that prayer.

In a “Christian Nurture of Youth and Young Adults” class after the forum, the professor spoke of the importance of the songs we song, reflecting on this song – and the contrast between the prayer of Jabez and that of Agur – as an example of the “practices of formation” and “practices of resistance” that they have been discussing in their class.

Choosing the right song…

Last summer my father told me a story about his father (my grandfather) that I’d never heard before. Apparently one of my grandpa’s roles in the church was to be one of two elders sitting at the front during worship, paying close attention to what was going on – the scriptures, the preaching, the responses of the congregation – and, after the sermon, to rise and indicate which song would now be sung in response, and to lead that song. This was how worship was structured in that time and place. The “hymn of response” was not planned out ahead of time, or printed in a bulletin. It was discerned and announced by this leader – my grandpa – who had been called (somehow, I don’t know how) to exercise this leadership ministry of choosing the right song.

My father remembers, growing up, that almost every Sunday afternoon the phone would ring, and someone would have a complaint or a concern about the song that was chosen.

It’s important… and quite possibly contentious… choosing the right song.

This has come to be how I understand my own ministry and vocation… to be immersed in scripture, in prayer, in the realities of my community and the communities with which I am engaged… to PAY ATTENTION, as best I can, to what is going on and to what God is doing… to constantly ask the question: “what do we need to sing?” … and to create musical resources that can help to “build up the body of Christ” for just such a time as this.

At times this means that I am the one responsible for “choosing the right songs”… for a particular worship time, a particular concert, a particular event or occasion. Sometimes I feel (or people will tell me) that that really was the right song for this time and place, for this situation. Sometimes I don’t really know.

And often it means that I am offering songs and making them available to others who have been charged with this task of “choosing the right song” for their community. My task is to faithfully pay attention, and offer possibilities, and it is the role of others, who know their own communities, to decide… to “choose the right songs” for their context and situation…

What a joy, and a responsibility, and a blessing, to be a part of this important, contentious, mysterious process.

Choosing the right songs.

infiltrating iowa

(The following has been reconstructed from top secret files and the memory of several key agents. Well, one in particular. We have reason to believe it is a reasonably accurate depiction of the sequence of events, if not an exact transcription of actual conversations and timelines. The phone lines and vehicles were not bugged at the time in question.)

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It all started with a surreptitious call from an elderly secret agent in Donnellson, Iowa.

“Hi. Our pastor really likes your music, and we’d like to get her three of your CDs as a baby shower present. We want it to be a surprise. Can you get them out here by the weekend?”

Transaction completed. Parcel delivered. Surprise sustained. Mission accomplished.

Until…

“Hello. I’m a pastor in Donnellson, Iowa. I really like your music. If you’re ever coming through this area, please let us know – we’d love to have you come and do an event with our community.”

Operation phase 2, approximately 10 months later…

Morning assignment completed. Gathering with local chapter of agents in Iowa City… instructions deciphered from scripture, allegiances reaffirmed, all sent forth to continue the mission…

Sustenance attained (compressed energy via stacked noodles in lasagna formation, stimulating conversation, uproarious laughter, new connections and allies in the cause), rolling down the highway en route to rendezvous in Mount Pleasant McDonalds parking lot… anticipating transference of asset to agent in green Buick…

Positive identification on green Buick… approach initiated… transfer completed… next rendezvous: Donnellson.

Asset hustled into building… more compressed energy via stacked noodles… more conferring and connecting with co-conspirators… equipment checked, materials (digital discs, printed transcriptions) laid out in plain view… operation smalltallsongs awaiting signal, ready for launch…

…communication delivered and engaged… multiple agents deputized, equipped, mobilized, dispersed…

… subsequent multi-location operations initiated… awaiting further instructions…

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