I’ve “written” quite a few songs over the years, different styles for different occasions, but again, not a musician, don’t play an instrument, except to poke out a few notes on a piano. My experience of songwriting has thus far been, I sort of conjure them. Here’s a thumbnail sketch of how this album came to be:
My father was a completely tone deaf Jewish fellow from Philadelphia, who — mysteriously to us, growing up Yankee — adored country music. Over the years, I discovered the very poignant reasons for this predilection of his, and when he passed away, a tribute song floated into my mind, intended solely for my family: “The Tennessee Rifle Company.”
Around the same time, I met Jay Ferguson (of Spirit and JoJo Gunne and “Thunder Island” fame), and happened upon the golden opportunity to record this song in the studio of this super-seasoned musician, producer and all around cool cat. In the midst of this process, Jay turned to me and said, “You know, I think you’re more of a songwriter than you realize.” Well, this encouragement felt like sunlight breaking through the clouds to me – especially taking into account those gold records he had stacked up in the corner of the bathroom floor. And so, I began birthing these nine songs under his generous and joyful aegis. We both decided it ought to have at least one foot in country throughout. For me, it was a labor of love from start to finish, a journey full of journeys.
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