It started during a normal church service on a Sunday morning in the fall of 2004. Brian McRae was playing bass, and, like he always did, he was bobbing his head vigorously along with the beat of the contemporary worship music they were playing for the gathering at Ekklesia Church.
It wasn’t until after the opening worship set, when the band left the stage so the announcement lady could do her thing, that McRae noticed something was wrong: there was no music playing anymore, but he could not stop his head from bobbing as though he were still passionately performing in front of 500 delighted worshipers. He tried everything he could think of, but was unable to find a way to stop his head from pumping side-to-side and up-and-down.
And it hasn’t stopped since.
Whether he’s jogging, driving his car, talking to coworkers in the break room, or entertaining a date, this poor guy can’t get his head to stop bobbing in an extremely funky fashion, as though he were in the zone, plucking out the bass line to “Trading My Sorrows.”
And if that weren’t enough, his mouth is also stuck in one of those frowns church bassists do when they’re really feeling the music, with the corners of his mouth turned down perennially as though he just smelled sour milk.
It’s been 13 years and his piston of a head shows no sign of slowing its constant bounce.
Tragic. Pray for Brian!