"But Grandma," I said, "they're singing about/to Jesus! How can it be crap?? It's praise music!"
She responded by telling me that if it wasn't a hymn then it wasn't true praise music. Then she burst into song & clapping, "I'LL FLY AWAY, OH GLORY! I'LL FLY AWAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!! THAT'S how you REALLY praise Jesus!"
Her normal voice was loud. I'm surprised her rendition didn't shatter my eardrums. There was more to the "conversation" but this is the only part permanently seared into my mind's eye.
This probably isn't funny to most people, but it is hilarious to me, picturing her in that moment. That batty old lady.