Our Destiny: No More Bad Gigs

As musicians/healers, it is our destiny to conduct an inward search, and to document it with our music so that others may benefit. As they listen to the music coming through us, they too are inspired to look within. Light is being transmitted and received from soul to soul. Gradually, the planet moves from darkness to light. We as musicians must surrender to the ocean of our inner selves. We must descend deep into that ocean while the sludge of the ego floats on the surface. We let go of our egos and permit the music to come through us and do its work. We act as the instruments for that work.

If we can live in this realization, we will constantly have deep motivation for what is played, never getting stuck in the ungrateful consciousness of good gigs/bad gigs, out-of-tune pianos, low fees, ungracious audiences, and so on. Instead, our minds will be consumed with what a very great privilege it is to be the one selected to deliver the message to others. We will no longer be caught in the mundane world of good music/bad music (“am I playing well?”) Instead, our hearts and minds will be focused on the task of remaining empty and alert to receiving this God-inspired information and translating it faithfully, without any coloration from us.

(excerpt from Effortless Mastery by Kenny Werner)



Was just reminded of this, one of my favorite poems, by Sri Panchalam from the awesome band Smithfield Bargain. Enjoy:

Even after all this time,
the sun never says
to the earth,
“You owe me.”
Look what happens
with a love like that –
it lights
the whole world.

(Hafiz, The Gift)

A Poem


The first letter.
“A child, a union, a history
spread by contact,

(while in the act of
feeling the desire to scratch)
an illness in general,
is a case to be decided by a court.
To die by degrees,
marching two by two
in a another dimension.


The sixth tone.
A tiny arachnid,
(often parasitic)
that is John,
the person or thing mentioned,
designating the one mentioned,
the tiny arachnid, is John.
He died that we might live.
Oh, that he were here!

In other words,
to search for
a self-governing, common, incorporated
or any similar hole,
greasy people must,
in the time under Lincoln,
(a vest under his coat)
lower position or state, to lower
position in state.
(still the desire to scratch)

The story ended, ladies and gentlemen,
the president,
“the cow is a domestic animal, the
To injure by scraping;
tear to bits,
(also a sign of the infinitive)
fall to!

Produce an egg.
The tiny arachnid,
archaic, an urge,
marching two by two.
The assimilated form of,
“What’s it matter?
The oval body laid by a female,
containing the germ of a new

That individual is John.

Our Deepest Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,
gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

(A Return To Love – Marianne Williamson)

Nothing is Real

This world is a playground
where children pretend to have shops.

Sometimes when they wrestle,
it may look like sex,
but none of it is real.

They exchange imaginary money.
Night comes, and they go home tired
with nothing in their hands.

(“Discipline” Rumi)

The Virtue Trap

Spirituality has often been misused as a route to an unloving solitude, a stance where we proclaim ourselves above our human nature. This spiritual superiority is really only one more form of denial. For an artist, virtue can be deadly. The urge toward respectability and maturity can be stultifying, even fatal.

(Julia Cameron, The Artist’s Way)

The Truest Devotion

I was wrong. God has revealed to me
that there are no rules for worship.

Say whatever and however your loving tells you to.
Your sweet blasphemy is the truest devotion.
Through you a whole world is freed.

Loosen your tongue
and don’t worry what comes out.
It is all light of the spirit.


This is definitely going into the gospel of the Evangenitals.

5 More College Stations Spinning the Evangenitals!

The Evangenitals got radio play on five MORE wise and wonderful college stations this week. How ’bout hitting them up to say THANKS FOR THE GENITALS and request a song or two?

KSAU – Nacogdoches, TX
Request Line: (936) 468-4000

WMVL – Purchase, NY
Request Line: (914) 323-3204

WPKN – Bridgeport, CT
Request Line: (203) 336-9756

KBGA – Missoula, MT
Request Line: (406) 243-6226

WCBN – Ann Arbor, MI
Request Line: (734) 763-3535

We’re asking folks to request all of their favorite tracks off of the newest Evangenitals EP (http://ping.fm/MfBJ8)

*Hard Luck
*Work Song
*So Sweet
*Bad Town
*I’m Sad


And don’t forget you can hit up all the OTHER stations playing the Evangenitals, listed here:

Thanks for all your help turning the whole world on to the Evangenitals!


Free Stickers! (and almost free stickers)

Since we are aware of the fact that not everyone can attend an Evangenitals show…

(where you can get our shiny new Evangenitals stickers for FREE)

… we thought we’d offer some stickers to EVERYONE for ALMOST free!!! 🙂

So… for a limited time, and for the low, low shipping & handling charge of just TWO DOLLARS ($2!!!!) we will send a few stickers to you.

And that means YOU!!!! Wherever you are!!!

Or you could just come to a show… like the one at Winston’s this Thursday night (April 22nd)… and pick some up.

If not, you can Paypal $2 to “info@evangenitals.com” or send $2 to:

The Evangenitals
PO Box 70318
Pasadena, CA 91107

And we’ll send you a few of our amazing new stickers.

How’s that for (almost) free love? 🙂

Juli & the Evangenitals