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October 10, 2009
Lost Horizons and the Promise Land
©2009 Jim Yackel
Readers, I am feeling powerfully led to continue
writing about my music and its past, present, and future. What a winding and somewhat strange journey is has
been up to now. Obviously, the hands of God have been carrying me when I've been too fatigued to walk -- even before I
accepted His only begotten son as my Lord and Savior...
The Lost Horizon on Thompson Rd. in DeWitt, New York is a nightclub that I had played literally hundreds of times through
the 1980's into the mid 1990's. In 1982, while with the band ETV, the Lost Horizon stage was my stomping ground every
Tuesday night from April of that year through August. ETV also billed at the LH with popular central New York acts Joe Whiting
and the Bandit Band and Screen Test. Additionally, We were privileged to open for major label acts 805 and Duke
Jupiter at the popular aforementioned night spot. After the breakup of ETV, Mox Nix,
(there was another group in New York City with the same name), The Wate, Carnaby Towers, and both incarnations of Groovetown
Fire Department were Jim Yackel fronted bands that
were frequently booked to play the Lost Horizon.
Yes, I was carried by the Lord through those years chasing the Rock and Roll Dream. He foreknew that I would one day come
to Him, and in that our Lord God kept me from experiencing the great success in the secular music business that I so fervently
pursued and desperately craved. Had any of my 1980's or 1990's musical endeavors led to the signing of a major label
recording contract, I firmly believe that my life would have met a tragic result. This writer would have followed a demonic
tour guide -- staggering and
stumbling off of that metaphorical Erie Canal towpath and into a crawl on my hands and knees down a broken glass strewn road
on a deceptively
glamorous trip into a lost horizon. I shudder to think about where the ambitious yet immature and easily influenced young
man that I was would have ended up.
Indeed, the money and the fame that could have resulted from what almost was would have been terrific. But, I would have lacked
the responsibility and spiritual fortitude to properly handle that success. Yes, there was interest from major record labels
in the Wate, my solo incarnation as "Jim Jamz" in 1988, and in Groovetown Fire Department -- but ultimately nothing ever came
of these overtures. Thank you, Lord that you kept me on the towpath that led to where I am today and where I am heading
tomorrow! Thank you, that even before I was saved, you were intervening in this young man's life, steering his steps away
from that hazy horizon on the literal land of the lost.
"Ah, but those old songs were so good" I have been told by some. "She's So Extreme" would have been a big hit, so it
has been said. Folks ask, "Don't you miss those great old songs like Dewberry Sunstrip, Conviction, Walk On The Sky, and
Laughing At Your Life? Sure, they were good songs. But, if God had wanted any of them to
be hits, they would have been. It has been suggested that I remake some of the old, secular catalog. Indeed, it's tempting,
but that's just it -- it's temptation that won't lead to anything prosperous I'm sure.
The world is moving fast, time is ticking by in hyper-seconds, and Jesus is coming back for His believers so very soon. In
the meantime, I'll keep walking and jogging the real Erie Canal towpath as it stretches through Camillus, Warners, and
Memphis -- knowing that there is a very finite number left of those walks and jogs, and only our Heavenly Father knows that number.
Analogously, I'll walk that metaphorical Erie Canal towpath that keeps turning up in these recent installments of Jim's
View. It's that towpath that leads me away from lost horizons and instead to the Promise Land. The music I'll make
will be in evangelism of our Holy, Triune, God. Sure, I'll stumble, stagger, and fall from time to time, but the Holy
Spirit picks me up and leads me on because it is by grace that I am saved and not by works.
This earthly life is a journey, and what a journey it has been up to now. What kind of journey are you on? Where are you
walking? Is there a limp in your walk? I hope to encounter you on the towpath and I'll share a song and a story. I'll very
much appreciate your company and likewise, I'll do my best to be a friend to you. The towpath I'm walking goes one way, and
that is away from lost horizons and forward toward that Promise Land. Please come walk along with me.
In Christ's Service,
Jim
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