Looking to build off the buzz created around our first Sunday Mass, we at The Emporium of Postmodern Activities did our best to pull out all the stops for our second afternoon of worship. Trying to recreate the magic, we had Wurstküche sausages firing on the grill, an arsenal of beers on ice, and an impressive congregation of friends and family. Our buddies from Venice Vintage Motorcycle Club, Eastside Moto Babes, the Cretins, and BA Moto all came by sporting their Sunday best. On the musical front, LA’s own Brook and River opened their set with an impressive rendition of Led Zeppelin’s Good Times Bad Times and then charged through an assemblage of tasty originals and solid covers, establishing a joyous tone for the afternoon. Life was grand. There was a highly inflated motorcycle per capita ratio, a quiver of awesome cars in the parking lot, and a throng of smiling faces. And when it felt like things were just right, Mother Nature took over and put us in our place, offering us a glimpse of her grandeur as she sent the moon on a path across the late afternoon sun, creating an awe inspiring solar eclipse. Our friend Scott anticipated the event and came prepared. He passed around a pair of welding glasses, giving folks a chance to view the eclipse safely. But again, the Heavens one upped us, sending billows of fog overhead that allowed each and every member of the congregation to see the eclipse with their naked, mortal eyes. It was unreal. We couldn’t make this stuff up if we tried. It was truly a spiritual moment: a serendipitous alignment of forces. It was compelling enough to make you believe. Believe in the power of Deus Sunday Mass.