This is a Headgun Podcast.

We don't often stop to appreciate the novel sensation of the new becoming so old it feels

eternal.

Flipping on the television to once again watch your program and the question hits you

in between the eyes.

Has this always existed?

Have I always been here?

Our memories clump together becoming the inconsequential plastic ball of a ping pong match

between new things and old things.

We cannot fathom music before the Beatles.

Most of us can't imagine lacking the basic motor memory to drive our vehicles.

And it's impossible to conceive that somewhere somehow there hasn't always been three pasty

pastured dead singing awkwardly, swaying around, belting out their epic godbouts for all

those with the ears to hear.

Phillips Craig and Dean is the triforce apotheosis of the Christian dead, as self-effacing

as unself-conscious, three unassuming fellows on a tireless hunt for your begrudging affection,

and your joy in the ultimate dead, God the Father and your Lord Jesus Christ.

In the PC and D translation of the Holy Scriptures, it speaks of an eighth day of creation

and on the eighth day, God created a polo shirt, a stack of Tom Clancy novels, and a set

of golf balls for Christmas.

Stirred them together in creation's cauldron and from out of the fire and ashes were

birthed Randy Phillips, Sean Craig and Dan Dean.

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