God and Devil Playlist

There is a just place to ramp up your righteousness with consideration of powers mystical and omnipotent, and that place is listening to bible music while in your truck, alone; the proclamations of a better kingdom, or damnation, riveting as they can be, are more believable when crooned from out of time by the voices of Southern Baptist crackers - their tinny voices justify the histrionics. I love Mahalia Jackson, but her voice carries the weight of a victimized people: her devil is external, her God she thanks for the place that waits on her ascension. This should work for me, but I end up worshipping her voice, not the depiction.
But consider the Louvin Brothers, the great great great all time singers of songs about booze and pussy referred to as sinning and regret; it's as if the masculine language of these songs, the apocalyptic imagery, self-involved as it is, holds higher power by the very fact the hicks crooning are basically talking about besting a bad hangover when they reference salvation: the God of the Louvin records is a disgusted old tea-totaler, the devil a whiskey trickster with an insatiable hard-on.