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Target Practice: Bette Milder “From A Distance”

Target Practice

Welcome to Target Practice where bad popular songs of the past and present get shot. Even though I am a firm believer in God, I am not a religious person. It’s just something that never peaked my interest. That makes it harder for me to care about contemporary Christian music. I’m not saying all of it is bad, but they’re not exactly the type of music I would listen to. I’m fine with the message of these songs; finding your faith, dedicating your life to God, spread love, peace, and all of that hippy stuff. My main issue with contemporary Christian music is based more on execution and asthetics. Some of these songs just comes off as preachy to me, which makes it harder for me to actually give a damn. And the backing music always goes into cheese territory, sounding like adult contemporary/soft rock songs. Today’s Target Practice victim was written by Julie Gold in 1985 and was covered by many artists through the years, the most well-known version being performed by Bette Milder (which is what we will cover). Written in God’s perspective, this is From A Distance.


From a distance the world looks blue and green,
and the snow-capped mountains white.
From a distance the ocean meets the stream,
and the eagle takes to flight.

So from God’s point of view, there’s a lot of green, blue, and snow white. He must not have noticed the cities, roads, and other man-made structures.

From a distance, there is harmony,
and it echoes through the land.
It’s the voice of hope, it’s the voice of peace,
it’s the voice of every man.

Uh, no. God can’t be that ignorant to not notice the prejudices, wars, murders, rapes, etc. He has to know about those. Otherwise, he’s a dick.

man: God, help me!! I’m getting mugged!!


man: Help!! I’m being assaulted!!


man: I’m broke and beaten up. Thanks a lot, God. You’re a lot of help.

From a distance we all have enough,
and no one is in need.
And there are no guns, no bombs, and no disease,
no hungry mouths to feed.

Oh, yeah. Because THESE fine folks from third-world countries look like they have enough.




From a distance we are instruments
marching in a common band.
Playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace.
They’re the songs of every man.
God is watching us. God is watching us.
God is watching us from a distance.

If that were the case, then the whole world would make some of the most disjointed, sloppy music ever made, even worse than half the songs on the charts.

From a distance you look like my friend,
even though we are at war.
From a distance I just cannot comprehend
what all this fighting is for.

Yes. War is a traumatic experience for anyone. Having to do things you normally wouldn’t do like kill someone and possibly seeing your fellow soldiers die in front of you. No one has to go through that.

From a distance there is harmony,
and it echoes through the land.
And it’s the hope of hopes, it’s the love of loves,
it’s the heart of every man.

Oh, yeah. There’s love everywhere, shown in wars and acts of violence. Perfect harmony.

It’s the hope of hopes, it’s the love of loves.
This is the song of every man.
And God is watching us, God is watching us,
God is watching us from a distance.
Oh, God is watching us, God is watching.
God is watching us from a distance.

If God truly is watching us from a distance according to this song, then God is an asshole.

This song is blasphemous blasphemy. It paints God as someone with selective hearing and sight as it suggests that he isn’t aware of the problems going on across the world. All the suffering and death and God is ignoring that? Bullshit. You’re talking about an all-seeing, all-mighty creator who sees the things he want to see and that is just insulting. The vomit-inducing AC instrumentation doesn’t help matters. Even though Bette Milder’s performance isn’t something to write home about, I don’t blame her for this crap (even though she chose to cover it). This song is part of the reason why contemporary Christian music is often ridiculed by a lot of people. Thanks, South Park. Next Target Practice, I review a song about Superman. And next week, the Worst Songs of 1991.



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