I'm a Maronite Catholic, but when I can't get to Milbrae, the nearest Roman Catholic parish will do. So I went to St. Elizabeth Seton here in Pleasanton, and I'll be damned if I didn't think I had walked into a tent revival meeting. That place is populated with lame-ass obligation Catholics who wish they were protestant. And the music damn near killed me. I go to church partly to escape pop-culture, but when it follows me through the doors, I get paranoid. I'll put it this way. I go to church with the reasonable expectation that there will be honest-to-God church music, gregorian chant, hymns, and the occaisonal spiritual thrown in for spice. When I want rock music, I'll go to a Yellow Card concert.