My Friend the Capo

I love my capo. Lest you misunderstand me, I am talking about my guitar capo (pronounced "kay (as in the name) - poe"), not my Capo from the Mafia (pronounced "cap (as in ball) - poe").

I do have a capo (in fact I have three or four. I do not, however, have a Capo.

Anyway....

A capo allows you to play in a lot of different keys without knowing the chords in that key. It' s like a magical musical transposer, because it works like magic. Can you play in D? G? E? Then you're good for just about everything else.

Unless you forget to put your capo on when you are supposed to. Which is what happened to me this morning. We debuted Paul Baloche's new song, "Your Name" from his soon to be released CD, "Greater Song." The song is in Bb, so I capo to the third fret and play in G. No big deal.

Unless, like I said before, you forget to put the capo on. Let's just say that the guy who was singing the song was thrown under the bus for the first verse and chorus. The band did fine - they just went with it, but the singer had a tough time. Techincally, I didn't throw him under the bus - it was more like I knocked him down and then jumped in the bus and repeated ran him over.

DANG!

The song finished fine and I remembered the capo for the second service. But it was interesting for a few minutes there in the first service. Thank you, Lord, for another opportunity to learn humility.