Kenneth T Jackson, Sr
I am surrounded by a musical family which included my father who taught all of us “upstarts” to tarry at the piano and wait for The anointing (and I still can't play like him); but the torch continues burning through my brothers and sisters; glows and grows through my children, nephews and nieces. I believe that Dad really passed on a powerful torch with flames that engulfs all.
I've been asked countless times "How long have you've been playing?" A better question is "How can I get God's Anointing to flow through me?"
I've played with and for so many fantastic, ministering folk such as Rosemary Griffin, Dorothy Grant, Lenny Champion, The O'Neal Twins, The J.D.Williams Singers, the Walter Piper Singers, Orangeburg Gospel Choral Union,The Alumni Chorale Of The National Convention Of Gospel Choirs and Choruses,The Faith Ensemble and worked on or played on Projects of Bibleway of Atlas Road "Great New City", Progressive Church Of Our Lord Jesus Christ, Inc. "The Power of Praise" as well as produced projects of my own. But with the above mentioned folk...some who are still serving and some whose work here has ended... God has blessed me by our relationship and has made me a blessing.
My "EAGLES" who are standing on my shoulders call me their mentor, but I, the teacher, am also standing on the shoulders of those who have gone before me. My sounds cannot and would not exist if it weren't for their trail-blazing efforts. My ten-fingered orchestra can only reflect what the Chief musician has taught me. Now I'm learning from my "EAGLES". Everything seems to come full circle but it's glorious.
I often wonder, what instruments are we going to play when we play with the Master Musician or for that matter how will our music sound? If it sounds anywhere like what I hear with the "songs in the night", then I know why we'll need a new body.
Some call me a creative genius. I don't know about that, but I remember challenging a mockingbird to a duel and lost.
The sounds in my head are never the same but as I create, It seems that each song and every sound has to be carefully prepared and orchestrated by the One who gives the mockingbird matchless runs. One day I'll challenge that bird again and this time win.