Please be careful. I know this site is all about tolerance and understanding, but you are treading down a dangerous road. Gay people are not content to mind their own business and lead their gay, perfectly coordinated couch and throw-pillow lives. They want to make YOU gay as well. They accomplish this through clever jokes, choreography, snappy dressing, cool hair, and yes..even great sounding music. Notice this bit of wisdom:
Music’s Role in a Christian’s Life
For some, one way of enjoying good music is by singing or by learning to play an instrument. Great pleasure can be derived from solo and group performances with family and friends. As in all things, however, balance is needed. A recreation or a pastime should never become an obsession in a Christian’s life. If that should happen, even wholesome music, by reason of excess, would have unwholesome effects. Then the Christian would be in danger of becoming ‘a lover of pleasures rather than a lover of God.’—2 Timothy 3:4.
Music is also an integral part of our worship of Jehovah. In ancient Israel, Asaph and his brothers sang: “Give thanks to Jehovah, you people; call upon his name, make his deeds known among the peoples! Sing to him, make melody to him, concern yourselves with all his wonderful acts.” Yes, music can praise God and please him.—1 Chronicles 16:8, 9.
The Kingdom songs used by Jehovah’s Witnesses at their Kingdom Halls are based on Bible texts, psalms, prayers, and teachings. Can we not also deeply enjoy this sacred music? And should we not show our joy by singing these songs with feeling and enthusiasm? Even on occasions other than Christian meetings, can we not lighten our lives with the beautiful arrangements of these songs called Kingdom Melodies?
In these orchestral renderings, all the musicians are Jehovah’s Witnesses. Some are professionals who play in symphony orchestras. Others, including the former rock musician quoted above, are talented young people who enjoy many types of decent music. They do not feel that they lose out because of renouncing music that reflects earthly, demonic attitudes. Their fine example shows that we too, if we allow Bible principles to govern our choice, can find much wholesome joy in music, both secular and sacred.—Ephesians 5:18-20.
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“Rock music has one appeal only, a barbaric appeal, to sexual desire—not love, not eros, but sexual desire undeveloped and untutored. . . . Young people know that rock has the beat of sexual intercourse.”—The Closing of the American Mind, by Allan Bloom.
If "rock" music has the beat of "sexual intercourse", how much more so would gay music! It may start innocently enough, perhaps you listen to Erasure at home, when you are all alone. Then things could escalate. You find a set of wicker furniture at a garage sale that you just have to purchase. Never mind that it may be demon-possesed, but is buying gay-styled furniture the best use of our time and resources in this system of things? Now that you have wicker furniture, what is next? More time devoted to re-decorating your home? Time that could be spent in the life-saving rescue work is now squandered at Home Depot tryig to pick the perfect shade of paint, many of which are designed by gays. Surely, that is an unwise use of what little time remains in this wicked world.
Then comes the art obsession, usually nude sculptures that could make one desire sexual intercourse. IKEA magazines may soon follow. Pet grooming is also an obsession of the gays. One Bible scholar noted that neutering male pets was a common practice among pagan nations. Likely it was to prepare their false god pets for a more gay-friendly afterlife. Not even pets are safe! Often times they are disgraced by gay sounding names like " Mr. Whiskers" or " Snuggles Mc Softy-fur" or " Murray." Gay names are not enough either, outfits for pets are quite common among homosexual, false god pet worshipping gays! It is a never-ending cycle of gay-shopping, decorating, dancing, clothing, hair styles, ect.
PLEASE be careful! You start watching Glee with friends, perhaps listening to the Violent Femmes and you end up in an Interstate Truck-Stop bathroom with a midget cowboy wearing nothing but a gun-belt and 2 cans of cheeze-wiz, wondering what the hell happened to your life! I have seen it a million times. Such is the sudden and inevitable downward spiral into gayness and ultimately, madness.