Introduction
It was a silent and tranquil evening in one Yine community in southeastern Peruvian Amazonia in April 2015. The sun had set a while ago and soft darkness was falling over the community. I had the day before returned to the community after two years to conduct fieldwork and sat with several people from my host family on a bench by their house cooling down after a hot day. Suddenly, a sound, resembling singing and emanating some distance away begun. It took me a while to recognise the sound, although I had heard it many times before during my previous stays in the community: it came from the Pentecostal church, where people were praying in loud voice. I had previously participated in these Pentecostal meetings several times and had therefore actually listened to them at distance very rarely. The sound was familiar to my Evangelical host family, so they did not pay much attention to it. But when I, half to myself, half to the others, and to confirm my observation, noted tha...