In conversation with Russ Taff

<p>What you are about to see is a wild and sacred thing. Without hyperbole, I truly believe your life is about to change to watch/hear this. The conversation started really happening before we intended to really start recording, so you are dropped right into the thick of it because that is just how it actually happened, no intro. Also you aren't ready...for the HIGHLY UNLIKELY DUET, LOL! </p><p>If this moves you to the core as it did me, I hope you will consider sharing this one...I believe in everything that happened/is happening here so hard, I want to go door-to-door with this. Multiple times Russ Taff prefaced something with, “I’ve never told this before…,” &amp; this whole time had THAT energy. The words in my head driving away were “dripping with God.” “Don’t meet your heroes,” you say? How about recording with your hero for 2.5 hours in a revelatory, startling conversation, equal parts laughter &amp; tears? </p><p>Fierce &amp; tender + brute force &amp; frailty + Holy Ghost power has always been Russ Taff’s sound. He’s the greatest gospel singer of all-time (it’s not close), precisely because there is a whole story within the sound, terror &amp; ecstatic joy, agony &amp; freedom, death &amp; resurrection—all in one electric current. Now, he tells the stories between the notes. </p><p>We talked about how songs like “we will stand” and “praise the Lord” AND the cover from his forthcoming album of The National’s “Demons” (“when I walk into a room I do not light it up…I stay down with my demons”) all come from the same place; &amp; about what it meant to grow up in the home of an alcoholic Pentecostal preacher, born into all that thunder. We talked about addiction &amp; relapse. We talked about the day a pastor dying of cancer, eerily a spitting image of his father, held Russ’ head to his chest, stroked his hair, &amp; spoke the blessing over a weathered son that his father couldn’t give, while he sobbed away the weight of years. </p><p>I glimpsed the way he represents other fathers now, literally giving that same blessing now to beaten down children of the church who never imagined they’d get that tenderness, authenticity &amp; affirmation—and was almost crushed by the holiness of it. </p><p>You’ll think I’m just talking that talk until you watch/hear this. It’s devastating, annihilating, will take you apart &amp; put you back together again. I’m not telling you this conversation will be a thing; it IS a thing. Bono-like rock &amp; roll swagger &amp; Father Rohr-like humility…I mean come on, it’s Russ freaking Taff. </p><p>--Jonathan Martin</p>