<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807611545531158352</id><updated>2011-09-22T14:21:15.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of a Singer/Songwriter</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a singer-songwriter who has written, produced and performed 22 top 5 songs and 9 #1 hits in the Christian, Gospel, Smooth Jazz and Soul genres.  After dropping out of the scene for a decade to raise my three wonderful boys, Jonathon 14, James 13, and Jesse 5, I am back on the comeback trail with a new project called "The Horizons of Knowing" to provide for my family.  I've released my 1st single "On A Mission" and things are beginning to get interesting...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807611545531158352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jon Gibson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04982565598802280921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q2BZPm_oxaM/TAvwx1_nZGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6c-qAgTaf9g/S220/Pop+Dad.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807611545531158352.post-4637968687257406946</id><published>2010-11-10T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T12:28:09.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon Gibson's Worship Music Files</title><content type='html'>Hey Friends, I may be a singer/songwriter by default but my design is to please God.&amp;nbsp; One of the ways I find for me to please God is to serve Him with my gift.&amp;nbsp; I've recently become one of the worship leaders at Victory Outreach Chino (vochino.com), Sonny Jr..&amp;nbsp; Here in this blog I will address the issues of worship in the modern church as far as I'm concerned.&amp;nbsp; Check back soon as I will post something new on this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Gibson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5807611545531158352-4637968687257406946?l=jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/4637968687257406946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/11/jon-gibsons-worship-music-files.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807611545531158352/posts/default/4637968687257406946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807611545531158352/posts/default/4637968687257406946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/11/jon-gibsons-worship-music-files.html' title='Jon Gibson&apos;s Worship Music Files'/><author><name>Jon Gibson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04982565598802280921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q2BZPm_oxaM/TAvwx1_nZGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6c-qAgTaf9g/S220/Pop+Dad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807611545531158352.post-8140348228728143604</id><published>2010-06-08T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T17:10:12.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin' With Friends</title><content type='html'>God has blessed me with some pretty cool friends and I thought it would be a good way start my blog with a little story about a party I went to&amp;nbsp;last week&amp;nbsp;at my friend Rich William's house. &amp;nbsp;Rich is a&amp;nbsp;LT. Col in the Air Force, he also flies for Delta. &amp;nbsp;I met Rich 15 years ago when a security guard backstage at my concert &amp;nbsp;said to my wife and I "Uh, there's a guy out here who say's he's your pilot?" &amp;nbsp;My quick witted wife replied "Yes, that's right, send him in." &amp;nbsp;She's always right, Rich was an officer and a gentlemen. He told us that his co-pilot handed him a cassette tape of my album "Body and Soul" and how the music got them through some tough times in combat. &amp;nbsp;Rich called me last week and invited me to his daughter's graduation party. &amp;nbsp;Rich has three handsome kids; Randy (the oldest) Bryan (old enough to drive) and lovely and talented Kayla (the graduate). &amp;nbsp;I've met some cool people through Rich and one of them is Mr. Mitch, the handsome 90 year old member of the original Tuskegee Airman who&amp;nbsp;flew red tailed P-51 Mustangs in WWII. &amp;nbsp;Mitch was one of the first African American pilots in the Air Force and he was coming to the party. &amp;nbsp;Rich's son&amp;nbsp;Bryan&amp;nbsp;picked me and my three sons Jonathon (14), James (13) and young Jesse (5) up from my home and drove us to Rich's house. &amp;nbsp;On the way,&amp;nbsp;Bryan&amp;nbsp;asked me "How's the thing going with Stevie?" Stevie Wonder and I have been friends now for more than two decades and have worked together on a few things. &amp;nbsp;Bryan&amp;nbsp;had heard from Rich about Steve (as I call him) called me last month to discuss working on a project together. &amp;nbsp;I replied reluctantly "We'll, I haven't heard anything yet." After all, this is the "Eight Wonder of The World" we're talking about here. He doesn't just call folks without a purpose and I was willing to wait. &amp;nbsp;Then I thought to myself I have Steve's cell number in my phone, why not just call him. &amp;nbsp;So I say to&amp;nbsp;Bryan&amp;nbsp;"I should call him, in fact, I'll just call him right now." &amp;nbsp;So, I dial the number and put it on speaker phone so that young&amp;nbsp;Bryan&amp;nbsp;can hear Steve's message as he's always singing a little tune but he answers. &amp;nbsp;I don't know how to shut off the speaker on the phone so I chat with Steve for 15 minutes as we drive. &amp;nbsp;My kids aren't even paying attention in their own world in the back of the mini van. &amp;nbsp;Bryan&amp;nbsp;just smiled as we drove. &amp;nbsp;I asked Steve if I called him later that evening would he answer as I wanted to introduce him to Mr. Mitch and my friend Rich Williams. &amp;nbsp;Steve said sure. &amp;nbsp;At the party, Mr. Mitch strolls in and I seat him at my table, at least it became my table. &amp;nbsp;I asked him if he had ever met Stevie Wonder and he said no, that he hadn't but that he had romanced a young lady once using one of his songs, one about Steve's daughter. &amp;nbsp;I asked "Isn't She Lovely?" &amp;nbsp;"That's the one!" he replied as he chuckled a bit. &amp;nbsp;Then I said "Mr. Mitch, this phone is going to ring and when it does, Stevie Wonder is going to be on the other end and he wants to meet you." &amp;nbsp;"Oh, alright then" Mr. Mitch replied so genteelly. &amp;nbsp;Steve calls and speaks with Mr. Mitch and then to Rich Williams for 20 minutes or so. &amp;nbsp;Then Rich hands me the phone without saying anything but giving me that look like "Man? Shoot!" &amp;nbsp;I hang up the phone and ask Rich "What'd he say, what he say?" &amp;nbsp;Rich smiled sympathetically "Well, he wanted to speak with you again." &amp;nbsp;Ooops! &amp;nbsp;Only I would accidently hang up on Stevie Wonder. &amp;nbsp;Oh well, nonetheless, Rich told me that Steve wanted to take a picture with Mr. Mitch and that Rich would escort him to the photo shoot. &amp;nbsp;I'll let you know how that goes as it happens. &amp;nbsp; Thanks for reading and I&amp;nbsp;hope you find this tale and those to follow, God willing, both interesting and entertaining. &amp;nbsp;As for now, I bid you a good day or evening and may God bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Jon Gibson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5807611545531158352-8140348228728143604?l=jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com/feeds/8140348228728143604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/06/hangin-with-friends.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807611545531158352/posts/default/8140348228728143604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807611545531158352/posts/default/8140348228728143604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jongibsonmemoirs.blogspot.com/2010/06/hangin-with-friends.html' title='Hangin&apos; With Friends'/><author><name>Jon Gibson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04982565598802280921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q2BZPm_oxaM/TAvwx1_nZGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6c-qAgTaf9g/S220/Pop+Dad.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
