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An Introductory Look into My Up-Coming Novel, the Prodigal Band Aftermath

Beginning tomorrow, Sunday, September 7, 2025, I will be “away from computer” several days, so I wanted to post an introductory look into my up- and-coming novel based on both The Prodigal Band Trilogy and The Murder Rule. Broadly, the entire novel will feature the outcomes of the members of the prodigal band Sound Unltd as to their given missions-of-God, and the “aftermath” of those mission outcomes. Various so-called “end times” “prophetic” scenarios play somewhat into the novel, but I cannot say for sure what “the great tribulation” in the Book of Revelation will look like or when it will happen–only God knows for sure. I do not….but, I can speculate…. And since so many big tech oligarchs seem to be in play these days with their artificial intelligence (AI) programs, it seems to me that these folks and their programs (including that abomination called ‘transhumanism’…like the Days of Noah as Christ mentioned in various Gospels, when fallen angels mated with the daughters of men to produce ‘giants’ (aka nephalim)….not exactly human, right?)….these folks and their programs will likely play out in the actual “end-times.”

In the following snippet that opens Chapter One is included the novel’s narrator, pop culture pundit Lloyd Denholm (who narrated The Prodigal Band) and the prodigal band’s manager, Joe Phillips, under a fake name since he faked his own death in Part Three of The Murder Rule. The time-frame is the present: September, 2025. The snippet is below, and the event harkens back to the opening of The Prodigal Band, a jet explosion that the prodigal band survived–only this time, the outcome of a similar explosion was different. Below is the snippet (© 2025 Deborah Lagarde):

Richmont, California, September, 2025

I, Lloyd Denholm, was about to turn on the television for the nightly news as I finished preparing my supper of fried fish and crisps, when my phone rang—I still had a land-line phone.

“Hello,” I answered.

“It’s me, Joe,” the supposedly ‘dead’ Joe Phillips responded.

“Where are you, Mr. R?” For Joe had adopted the spy-agent moniker Agent R.

“At the usual place.” Meaning, his flat he shared with his former personal assistant, Swinton, within London.

“So, Joe, what’s happening?”

“You’ll find out!” he laughed with a shout of mystery. “I am sure the news will have a very interesting story which might remind you of an event back in July, 2001. You know what I’m saying!”

My mind reeled. Oh God, no!

“Yes, I will watch the news, and it should be about ready now.”

Joe rang off.

I nervously turned on the news.

“…over the Irish Sea on the way to Belfast where they would headline a Christian charity concert festival to aid Child Finders in locating missing children. Their Cessna was approximately twenty kilometers from the Ulster coastline when the plane suddenly exploded with debris crashing into the waters. Along with the pilots, none of Sound Unltd survived…”

Devastation clawed at me. I knew this would eventually happen! Then I heard the news desk co-anchor chime in. “This reminds me of what happened to their 757 jet when it landed at a London airport in 2001 and a bomb went off.”

Her desk mate replied, “Only this time, they would not survive the explosion.”

And on and on, as I rang Joe back up.

“So, Joe, did you suspect this would happen?”

“Yes, and the suspicion is due to their funding the Child Finder Charity at a large venue in Belfast to end all the child trafficking in Ulster by the Hellyons and Novordo Club. You know who is running that show!”

“You know, Joe, Sound Unltd’s been raising money to end child trafficking and other evil designs since they turned to Christ. For years, they’ve exposed the darkness that rules this world—”

“Ephesians 6:12, right?”

For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

“Exactly. So, why now? Why, you know, ‘murder rule’ them now?”

Joe immediately answered, “Because, Lloyd, it was time to do so.”

I am still working on Chapter Two of this new novel. Chapter One is completed.

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Happy Resurrection Day, Easter, Passover…Call It What You Will

Or what God wills…

This will be a short post, but I wanted to tell the reader the message in the title of this post. Because the message really is this: look to the Man who died on the cross and then rose from the dead for salvation, in a world where any other salvation is hard to find, where depression is rampant, where sickness abounds, and where there are many who need a guiding hand. Where politics seems to screw everything up, because politics will not save you. US president Trump is doing some good things…seems all presidents and national leaders do some good things, but they also do bad or wrong things and maybe a wrong spirit is guiding them. A fanaticism, and religious fanaticism is part of that as well. That’s one reason I do not support “Christian nationalism.” And was our Lord and Savior and Redeemer Jesus Christ political? He was anything but! That could be a reason Roman governor Pontius Pilate found no wrong in Him, but King Herod and the religious leaders of the day, the Sanhedrin Pharisees and Sadducees, found lots of wrong in Him…which was why He was crucified instead of rebel leader Barabbas.

I will pray for the readers of this post and any other post on this site, and I will pray for anyone who has bought and/or read any of my novels, as well as the “guide for Christian authors,” Talent for a Mission, which I have posted chapter-by-chapter on this site.

Of course, I have my doubts as to the righteousness of the national, state, and local governing bodies, executive, legislative, or judicial, for corruption is rampant, but I will pray for these folks anyway.

And the media as well, the same media that is pushing the notion that Trump will go to war with Iran even though he is supposedly meeting with Iranian officials. War with Iran? God forbid! We’ve lost only God knows how many young men in these God awful wars for no reason other than to enrich the military-industrial complex. Some in the media say Trump will go to war against Iran on behalf of Israel, Iran’s main enemy.

My opinion? If Israel wants war with Iran, let them go to war with Iran, and leave us Americans out of it! They don’t need us, and they have nukes. And, oh yeah…the memory of what Israel did to the USS Liberty in 1967, murdering 34 American sailors and admitting this crime in their media in 2011 (while the US govt. continues to cover this up…I guess this truth is “antisemitic”….) And, while I cannot support Iran’s theocratic radical Shiite Muslim govt. which persecutes Christians there, guess what? Iran, due to its theocracy and persecution, is turning to Christ! Underground, of course, and the same with North Korea. Would be nice if Israel did as well, but those Talmudic extremists have too much fun spitting on Christians…and not just Palestinians ones, either… Go to former Israeli-now-American Jewish extremist-turned-Christian Stephen Ben Nun at his YouTube Israeli News Live channel for proof of this. And regarding Israel, I pray that these folks and especially their far-right govt. turn from their Talmudic anti-Christ ways and seek His salvation…and all the world doing the same thing!

So, Happy Resurrection Day…or Easter…or Passover…and blessings to you and yours!

The Influence That the Prodigal Band’s Women Had in the Repentance of the Prodigal Band, Part Five: More of the Likely Conversion of the Band’s Wives, Continued

As stated in the previous post, Part Four of the influence that the band’s women had in the repentance of the band and accepting Christ as Savior, this post features snippets where synthist Bry’s wife Mo has her say in this influence and also guitarist-producer Mick and drummer Tom discuss this issue. The snippets, also from Chapter Ten of The Prodigal Band, © 2018 Deborah Lagarde, are below.

Meanwhile, walking along Altuna Beach near Jack’s in the moonlight

“Are you still queer, Mick?” Tom asked.

“No.”

The drummer and guitarist planned to leave for their respective homes the next morning.

“We all have a lot of things we need to ask forgiveness for.” Mick stared straight ahead. “Not just me, you know.”

“I know that, but some sins are harder to deal with than others.” Looked at Mick who was still staring ahead. “And mine is thinking I’ve committed fewer sins than the rest of you.”

Pordengreau stopped. “Really, Tom? I think each of our sins are equally bad. That’s because most of our sins were against ourselves.”

“Yeh, but the greatest sin was us thinking we were gods and being idols to millions. I’ve glanced through the Bible from time to time, and the sin God really hated the most was when people worshiped other gods. I mean, whole nations were destroyed because of it.”

“You really, really think even one of our fans actually worshiped us? And even if they did, that’s their problem, not ours.”

“Mick, Mick, Mick, we promoted ourselves as ‘the greatest band ever.’ If that’s not actually promoting ourselves as gods, it’s pretty bloody close. I’d say close enough to incur the wrath of God.”

“What ‘wrath of God’? Don’t you think that would have happened by now?”

“The crisis Mick, remember?”

The other rolled his eyes. “For bloody sake, we got through that one, eh, without death and destruction. In fact,” Mick got in Tom’s face, “why would God give us a mission if he thought we were some kind of abomination?”

Tom thought a minute.

“I think we were close to becoming something close to the worst thing, but because through all the ‘greatest band ever’ shit, we kept our perspective. Every time it looked like we’d act like gods, we did something to screw that up. At the height of our fame and fortune, we went into seclusion and then everything went to hell.”

“Yeh, Tom,” Mick sighed, “but we still have a lot to answer for.”

Then Tom stopped though Mick walked straight ahead. “Yeh, but I have a question that needs answering now.”

Yet Mick, though hearing him, kept on walking, not wanting to hear it.

“And that question is,” Tom went on, “are we really doing this mission or are we just gonna go through the motions?”

No answer.

The following morning, at the McClellan ranch house, Texas

Mo McClellan strolled out of the ranch house to meet Bry, who was exiting the SUV he’d driven home from the airport.

“How was it?”

He slammed the door. “It sucked, actually. But we did get the song.” Sarcastic grunt.

Wonderful, she thought as he briskly passed her by. Followed him into the house where she saw him thrash the overnight bag onto the leather couch halfway across the thousand-square-foot living room, nearly knocking over a spittoon.

“Guess what, Mo?” he yelled out in disgust. “Now we’re gonna have to be Jesus freaks.” Another grunt. “Let’s see now,” knocking over furniture, bounding to the bag that he was preparing to toss into the nearest hallway, “we’ve gone from totally irreligious to pagan religion to heretics to ‘unless we accept Christ as our Savior we have no business doing this song that we have to do because some stupid statue gave us a mission of God and some stupid witch told us to do the song as part of the mission.”

“Bry—” Mo tried to calm him.

“And the rest of the band is in denial. They’re all thinking of ways to get on with this mission without having to become Christian. They,” turning to face Mo, “they really think that it’s okay to do a song that just might convert a few million fans to Christianity, and not do it themselves. Do you know what that makes us?”

Mo answered, half in jest, “Hypocrites?”

“Right.” Bry then stomped over to another couch and flung himself on it. “I mean, the whole trip sucked. We were hiking up this trail to Bobby’s, and the first thing you know Erik collapses from exhaustion. What a weakling! So Bobby has to bring him up in a four-wheeler—well, actually, he brought us all up!” Laughs. “There we are, six of the richest guys on the planet, and none of us in shape. None of us is healthy enough to make a one mile hike at an altitude of about six thousand feet. We might as well be Chinese Empress Dowagers being hauled around in a litter all day!” Another loud laugh as he threw his arms out to her. “We are such bloody fat cats, eh?”

She sat down opposite him, holding back a laugh of irony.

“So we get to his place, dying of thirst, and he tells us a witch—oh, and, by the way, that witch is now working for Ger.”

”Morwenna? A witch?” Mo was more shocked than surprised.

“Right. Morwenna. She told him to get his song to us any way he could do it, and that we have to perform this song as part of our so-called mission, which we agreed to do. Erik—who may have had a slight heart attack on the hike yesterday for bloody sake—says he really wants to do it, but he for one doesn’t sound like he’s converting to Christianity any time soon. And neither is anyone else in the band. I don’t want to, either, but at least I don’t think we can get by not doing it.”

All Mo could say was, “Then you do have a problem, eh?”

“Yeh,” he smirked, then went upstairs to the master bedroom, thinking. It’s gonna take an act of God to get us to believe.

The next post is undecided, and when it will be posted is also undecided, but I hope I have something to post before Easter, aka Resurrection Day, April 20.

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The Influence That the Prodigal Band’s Women Had in the Repentance of the Prodigal Band, Part Three: The Conversion of the Band’s Wives Begins

As stated in the previous post, the conversions of the wives of the members of the prodigal band begins in Chapter Ten of The Prodigal Band with Morwenna, formerly a Godly spirit being, now human, influencing the women to accept Christ. This begins with singer Erik’s wife, Ger, who had hired Morwenna as her personal assistant. While Erik (as well as the rest of the band) was away meeting with a former roadie who composed a song for the band to perform, Morwenna is meeting with Ger after she and the rest of the band’s women had met in the atrium of Ger’s estate, as posted in the previous post, Part Two. The snippet related to this is below:

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The Influence That the Prodigal Band’s Women Had in the Repentance of the Prodigal Band, Part One: Princess Tina’s Reference to Her Secret Lover, Drummer Tom, About Reading the Bible

This new series of posts deals with how the prodigal band members’ women, whether wives or lovers, influenced the band members to consider repenting of their sinful and debauched lifestyles, giving up “toeing the line of the masters of the music industry,” and ultimately, turning to Christ and the forces of Good, renouncing the forces of evil. This Part One post features prodigal band drummer Tom and his lover and future wife, Princess Tina, a member of a royal family within the fictitious principality of Leandro, set within Italy.

At a secret meeting between Princess Tina, who was forced to marry the evil Duke of Effingchester, but who loves band drummer Tom, Tina informs Tom that her husband and others are meeting with band guitarist and recording producer Mick, who also heads the band’s indie record label, Foray. They wanted to get Mick and the band to sell the record label to one of them. Tom believes that if the label is sold to one of them and controlled by the conglomerate he owns, the band would then be a ‘slave’ to the owner of the conglomerate and would have to produce music the owner demands instead of producing what they choose to produce. The meeting takes place at a London park in the summer of 1999. From Chapter Seven of The Prophesied Band, copyright © 1998 Deborah Lagarde). The snippet is below:

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The Prodigal Band’s ‘Missions of God’: Snippets On How the Prodigal Band Carries Them Out (Part Six): Keyboard-Synthist Bryan’s Mission (Part A)

The final parts of this series on the band’s given missions of God concern the keyboard-synthist Bryan, also called Bry, who is also well connected with bikers, which mostly make up the band’s roadies. Bear in mind that his parents, also musicians, were hard-core atheists and obsessed with Darwinian evolution theory.

Here is an irony—the first biker Bryan had ever met was Christian!

The snippet below, from Chapter Twelve of The Prodigal Band (© 2018 Deborah Lagarde), explains part of why Bry considered accepting Christ, as he tells the rest of the band and manager Joe Phillips, in his ‘revelation.’ After telling then that a Christian summer camp worker convinced him Darwinian evolution was bogus, he then brings up this Christian biker he’d met at a previous local Walltown music festival in 1981.

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The Prodigal Band’s ‘Missions of God’: Snippets On How the Prodigal Band Carries Them Out (Part Four): Drummer Tom’s Mission

Next up is the prodigal band drummer Tom, who was born into great poverty within the slum district called the Hovels in the band’s hometown, his father being indentured along with other folks in this district. At age nine, a spirit being called the witch of the Hovels convinced Tom to leave the Hovels and become adopted by the band’s original manager, Billy Prestin—who also adopted guitarist and band leader Jack, who escaped an abusive father within a supposedly Christian cult. Upon becoming a wealthy rock star, Tom was determined to free his family from indenture (as well as the other Hovels indentured folks) by paying off the debt and also was determined to find out who indentured his family. In the meantime, he chose to hang out with other wealthy celebrities and aristocratic upper class associates so as to find some clues as to who held the indent over his family. That was how he met and developed a loving relationship with the princess of a fictitious principality inside Italy called Leandro, Princess Tina. The love that developed between the two was about more than just finding out who indentured his family. And the man who controlled the indent, another aristocrat named Marty, the Duke of Effingchester, having learned Tom paid off the debt—which was a curse on him as told to ancestors by the satanic spirit character Corion—vowed to get revenge on Tom by marrying the Princess! Tina, of course, was totally opposed to the marriage and despised the Duke and continued in secret to be with Tom when possible. Further, it was Tina who paved the way for Tom to realize he had to turn from his debauched celebrity lifestyle and (as she said to him in The Prophesied Band) ‘open the Bible.’ Further, in Chapter Eight of that second trilogy novel, both Tom and Tina witnessed a satanic ritual through a window of an underground room within satanic cult leader Cole Blessing’s residence. Thus, since Tom hung out with aristocrats and celebrities who were also influenced by the forces of evil and was partnered with a force for good, the Princess who was also fighting the evils of her Godless husband the Duke, God’s angels, the Tooters, gave Tom this mission they knew he could carry out…as long as Tom would not carry put what he promised his father in a letter stating he had paid off the debt—that is, to kill the man who indentured his father. Below, from Chapter Ten of The Prophesied Band, is the mission given to Tom by the Tooters as singer Erik held the final note of the final song at the hometown music festival:

Tom, his drums silent, also listened.

“You will know His Word by your band leader’s instructions. You must know these Words so that you can use them to fight Corion’s new order and the Evil of Corion you saw that night at Cole Blessing’s home. Your mission is to make your entertainment colleagues turn from their Godless ways and to take the tool of Godless culture away from the servants of Evil. Your enemy, the Duke of Effingchester, will try to stop you. You must defeat his influence, but you must not defeat him as you once promised your father. Remember, The Creator will deal with him.”

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