Reverent Worship In A Howdy Doody World

Okay, this gentleman is coming from a very different a very different sacred musical tradition, and a very different Christian "faith tradition" not liturgical at all, no concept of the Liturgy as Revelation; and so the hymns to which he refers are never going to have the power of liturigcal music, is never going to fulfill sacred music's true purpose, to help us to the Source ond Summit of Christian Faith.
And he has an unnecessary fear of the new, (although as must follow, laudably, he does not fetishize the new.)
And he surely does hit on some solid truths that lie along the road to the Truth.
Their denom obviously is fighting some of the same cultural battles as the Church, people seeking entertainment and stimulation and pleasure, where they should be seeking a path to the Transcendent...

I recently had the wonderful opportunity to attend [a religious workshop], what I enjoyed most was the a cappella singing.
... the singing was much better when the group was singing a well-written, musically punctuated piece and the song leader was not engaged in monkeyshines....
One of the major contrasts I witnessed between the teen set and the adult gatherings was the split between singing fluff songs and hymns with sound, theological meat in the music. I heard someone describe these “devotional songs” as 7/11 songs- seven words, sung eleven times. ....
It is no wonder then that in such a flash/bang, shame neutral, hyper-saturation media environment that those suffering through the most, adolescents, are themselves captured by the desires of this age, commercialism and harsh task master of nihilism. More than ever, these children need these hymns. ...They desperately need to hear God addressed as Thee and Thou, two steps higher than the clumsy domain of megrim mortals. They need to be shielded from the chaos of charms ...
They do not need pithy jingles mimicking the impetuousness of continual childhood, [emphasis mine] they need to be told that their boat is sailing on to the imperturbable harbor of adulthood. They need victory gardens, not Wal-mart. They need the marriage supper of the Lamb, not hooking up with the feelings du jour. They need cognitive proof that beyond trends and positive thinking there stands a Rock of Ages and a Balm in Gilead.
They need leaders who will command their attention above rather than to center stage. They don’t need spontaneous prayers, solos, cart wheels or unnecessary choral tricks to crack a whip and say “Look at me.” They need good singing, period not three exclamation points. They need to know that corporate worship of God is always exciting no matter if its done in a convention center with four-thousand voices or by a creek with four. Corporate worship is exciting always, beyond circumstances because it is, by its very nature, beyond the human experience. By raising your voice to God, unaccompanied by the clangs of cymbals or the warbling of a soloist, you are presenting God with the only sacrifice He demands: yourself.
During those blessed minutes, during those rests from the cacophony of cares, the individual son or daughter of the King of KIngs receives a tremendous opportunity: the chance to leave yourself and participate in the shadow of God’s glory. It is a marvelous time wherein we are not bound by the fetters of time and space. When we sing we join an invisible choir harmonized in English and Urdu and Hakka and Madurese. ... For a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, we wear robes of white and dip our feet in a Crystal Sea.
Friends, that is not the rambling fancies of my fertile imagination, that is the reality of worship. That is God’s glory. If you find yourself less than enthusiastic... Worship isn’t boring, you are boring. In those sacred seconds, I am reminded that I am not apart of the rat race because I am not a rat. ...
It is my sincere hope that if you ever happen to be [where] I am leading singing that you will completely forget my name, my skills or the occasionally out of tune vocalization of those near you and instead you will remember how you were moved because you beamed a smile when you realized that “we serve a risen Savior” and you will have trembled “Beneath the Cross of Jesus.” And you will rush to take that spark and light a blaze in your neighborhood to tell others about the perfect peace in this dark world of sin and the wonderful love of my Blessed Redeemer way down in the depths of my heart.