Memphis blues × gospel trap. A juke joint that used to be a church - the stained glass is still there.
Resident: Isaiah Cole. Saturday songs. Sunday truth.
Two hours of quiet worship for background listening, unwinding, or falling asleep — whatever tonight calls for.
Somebody left a light on for you, and it's been on the whole time. Link in the comments.
Who's someone that left a light on for you, literally or otherwise? #Worship
Same pink Cadillac. Used to sit outside a juke joint at 2AM.
This morning it parked in a church lot at quarter to ten. His mama in the front seat, hat pinned high.
Deacon just shook his head and grinned.
New song's up — link's in the replies. #GospelBlues#NeonChapel
Your mind still running at midnight?
This is two hours of quiet worship to put on and let go. Sleep to it or keep it in the background.
Link's in the comments 👇
#ChristianMusic#WorshipMusic
You got through today. That's the whole assignment tonight.
New one for the nights you have nothing left to give - two hours to sleep to, or just play in the background while you wind down. Link in the comments.
What did today take out of you? #ChristianMusic#WorshipMusic
You got through today. That's the whole assignment.
Two hours of quiet worship for the nights you've got nothing left - sleep to it or just leave it on while you wind down. Link in the comments.
What took the most out of you today? #ChristianMusic#WorshipMusic
First recording out of this room is almost ready.
Made on a night the hall was empty and somebody finally said something true into that old mic.
Should've called it something simple. Didn't. #NeonChapel#GospelTrap
Two blocks off Beale Street, there's a hall that used to be a church.
In '55 they gutted it. Made it a juke joint.
Nobody touched the stained glass above the stage.
We're building something there now. Blues Saturdays. Truth Sundays.
First song's coming. #GospelTrap
Every juke joint needs somebody who never leaves.
Ours showed up years ago looking for a paycheck. Found something else instead. Still hasn't told the whole story.
He will. #TrapGospel#MemphisBlues
Two blocks off Beale Street, there's a hall that used to be a church.
In '55 they gutted it. Made it a juke joint.
Nobody touched the stained glass above the stage.
We're building something there now. Blues Saturdays. Truth Sundays.
First song's coming. #GospelTrap
First recording out of this room is almost ready.
Made on a night the hall was empty and somebody finally said something true into that old mic.
Should've called it something simple. Didn't. #NeonChapel#GospelTrap
Forgot to say — the piano's still there too. Cracked bench, half the keys sticky.
Whoever gutted this place in '55 didn't have time to be thorough. Or didn't want to be.
Small mercies. #JukeJoint#MemphisBlues
Two blocks off Beale Street, there's a hall that used to be a church.
In '55 they gutted it. Made it a juke joint.
Nobody touched the stained glass above the stage.
We're building something there now. Blues Saturdays. Truth Sundays.
First song's coming. #GospelTrap
There's a version of this city where the blues and the choir never split up in the first place.
Same voices. Same Saturday nights. Just — depends which door you walked through.
We're not picking a door. #JukeJoint#SouthernGospel
Two blocks off Beale Street, there's a hall that used to be a church.
In '55 they gutted it. Made it a juke joint.
Nobody touched the stained glass above the stage.
We're building something there now. Blues Saturdays. Truth Sundays.
First song's coming. #GospelTrap
There's a version of this city where the blues and the choir never split up in the first place.
Same voices. Same Saturday nights. Just — depends which door you walked through.
We're not picking a door. #JukeJoint#SouthernGospel
Two blocks off Beale Street, there's a hall that used to be a church.
In '55 they gutted it. Made it a juke joint.
Nobody touched the stained glass above the stage.
We're building something there now. Blues Saturdays. Truth Sundays.
First song's coming. #GospelTrap