05 November 2010

Passion

Michael Been
1950-2010
Singer and songwriter

I just discovered that Michael Been, songwriter for The Call, died a few months back. I’m saddened, and selfishly disappointed that this means he won’t be gifting me with any more songs.

I am by no stretch of the imagination a Christian — though I’m syncreticist enough to refer to תפארת, अनाहत, Buddha Compassion, or Christ Love as occasion demands — but that surely isn’t Mr Been’s fault.

I have never heard a better love song than “I Still Believe”.




Just as Johnny Cash sang about the severe American Christ the Judge so that even if you didn’t believe in Him you could see how it felt if you did, Been sang about a universal Christ of Glory and Mystery. And like Cash, he didn't do it so it was a chore, taking your medicine — The Call was a rock ’n’ roll band, and they rocked.

I’m badly outvoted on how the cosmos works. If they’re right and I’m wrong, I expect that Been is now standing at God’s right hand now and singing His praises. And someday Peter will ask me in life, did you accept Jesus Christ into your heart? If that does happen, I think I might be able to get away with answering Peter that no, I did not … except during the time I spent listening to Micheal Been sing.

Update

A little magic in the handwriting of Been’s co-songwriter Jim Goodwin:


  
Handwritten lyrics:
  
Been in a cave for forty days
Only a spark to light my way
I want to give out. I want to give in
This is our crime. This is our sin
But I still believe, I still believe
Through the pain, and through the grief
Through the lies, through the storms
Through the cries, and through the wars
Oh, I still believe
Flat on my back out at sea
Hopin' these waves don’t cover me
  
I'm turned and tossed upon the waves
When the darkness comes, I feel the grave
But I still believe, I still believe
Through the cold, and through the heat
Through the pain, and through the tears
Through the crowds, and through the cheers
Oh, I still believe
I’ll march this road. I'll climb this hill
Upon my knees if I have to
I’ll take my place upon this stage
I’ll wait ’til the end of time for you like everybody else
Out on my own walking these streets
Look at the faces that I meet
I feel like I, like I want to go home
What do I feel. What do I know
But I still believe, I still believe
Through the shame ,and through the grief
Through the heartache, through the tears
Through the waiting, through the years
For people like us in places like this
We need all the hope that we can get
And I still believe

1 comment:

Glen said...

This death is news to me, too. I second your commentary, though. Been's music with the Call is everything that Christian music should be and so very rarely is.