It appears country star Zac Brown might be in trouble. His band’s new show in Las Vegas caused an uproar among some Christian social media worshipers because of his stage show.
According to Whiskey Riff, the unfiltered voice of real country music, fans have reported Brown’s live show, Love & Fear, which began residency at The Sphere in Las Vegas over the weekend, “featured videos from the opening of the show that appeared to be a descent into Hell.” Whiskey Riff’s headquarters is in Chicago, so we know it is the heartbeat of country music.
Truth Seeker, posting on X, wrote, “Zac Brown Band performed a demonic ritual at the sphere. Most of these concerts are energy harvesting rituals.” As is customary with social media, things escalated. Who can argue with someone named Truth Seeker?
Zac received support from The Church of Satan’s Rev. Jared Mammon, who told TMZ the concert in question was not a Satanic ritual. He knows because the church still hosts some, which you can find on YouTube. Zac hasn’t commented on the reverend’s support.
Zac also isn’t the first singer linked to the Devil. Country legend Carly Pierce was branded because of where her bus driver parked. A photo of her standing by her bus was shared. The parking space, 668, was misidentified as 666, and she was showered with Satanic claims.
Jelly Roll, another living legend, was accused of devil worship after performing at Ozzy Osbourne’s Rock Hall of Fame induction ceremony. The singer said he quit social media when he was inundated with accusations.
I sympathize with these stars. Social media can be tough, true or not. I dodged a worshiping-the-devil-bullet recently myself. No, I didn’t perform any Sinead O’Conner songs on my YouTube channel. My near miss involved cooking.
The Landlord’s close friend, Dr. Beth, recently gifted us a bag of cornmeal during a lunch together. I’ve been making cornbread since I was 11. My original recipe was from my dear mother. I’m positive that recipe was inspired by verses in the Bible. After my kids moved away, and then I did, cornbread almost disappeared from my regular food consumption list.
Then the Landlord gave me a cast iron skillet forged in Birmingham and I decided to resume eating cornbread. Precious time is wasting away. My go-to recipe involves Martha White’s Self-Rising cornbread mix and that skillet.
While perusing the new fancy cornmeal I decided I would combine both recipes for Dr. Beth’s sake. Then the trouble started. The first thing that caught my eye was sugar—in cornbread. I felt a chill. Then I saw the instructions, “grease 8-inch square pan.”
From there everything got foggy. I was terrified that Reverend Gardner Walker, legendary Baptist preacher and my father’s childhood friend, would appear in a vision. My hands began shaking and tears appeared.
I knew I was already shaky about heaven, but my family’s cornbread recipe came from The Good Book. I’m sure square pans and sweet cornbread were definitely part of a Satanic ritual. I quickly grabbed the Martha White bag and made a pone of righteous Southern cornbread.
It tasted heavenly.
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