I was 10 years old when I discovered the attic. I pushed open the creaking door, took a step in and adjusted my eyes to the dark. A thin crack of light poked through a heavily draped window. I reached up and pulled the long string that led to the lone bare bulb above me. The bulb flickered. I was Indiana Jones and I’d just happened upon the temple that housed the holy grail.
I spent hours exploring the room that day as if I’d happened upon some modern archaeological ruin. I discovered all sorts of treasures like clothing, hats, posters, comic books, and magazines. While digging through the past, I found my future… the “vinyl record” and with that, the world of music.
In the corner of the attic room sat a huge dinosaur sized piece for furniture half covered by a cream colored sheet. Stereophonic Motorola Record Player Console, neglected . Armed with a set of headphones and an album cover, I plugged in and turned on the relic. Watching all the lights come on and hearing the old tubes warm up was something akin to the organist summoning that first Sunday morning chord on the Hammond B3, laying a bed for the swaying of the gospel choir. I lowered the needle onto the turntable and found the prelude to my life’s soundtrack as I listened to Johnny Cash, Stevie Wonder, Bill Withers, Bob Dylan, Bob Marley, The Beatles, The Commodores, Andre Crouch, and many others. These singers and songwriters would become my mentors, like preachers and poets, awakening passion, love, social conscience and a hunger for truth and redemption.
I believe music is one the greatest gifts mankind has ever received. But it’s more than just a gift. It is a vehicle for a movement … even fuel for one. It’s a tool, a weapon, a smoke signal, a way in and a way out, and many times, a door or a ladder. When I strap on a guitar, I expect to go somewhere. I want to celebrate. I want to build something new. I want to obliterate an obstacle. I want to drain some pain. I want to climb high enough to see the bigger picture, find love, connect with God, myself and others in the world around me.
There are definite themes in this record: “You are not alone” and “breathe”. I’m here, even if “you’ve lost all your fun”. “I’ve seen the treasure in the dark and it’s you”. “When there is nothing left to lose, there is one thing you can choose.” “I’m right here…in it…with you”…God is in it with you…”right down to the middle” to the core, and... you can “come home”. These ideas are woven into the tapestry of my life and now they’ve been threaded through the lyrics, arrangements and the tenor of this music.
This was a passion project. I did for the love of it and the people I made it with. I hope you draw strength and encouragement from these songs and the themes they contain. The songs have been good companions to me on my journey and my hope is they befriend you as you ride the river too. And I hope you have as much fun listening to it as I had making it!
I’d be amiss to not say thanks to my wife and children who shared me with this project and graciously let me carve out time to make this music. And thank you to all my dear friends who played a part by writing songs with me, playing, singing, mixing, jumping in on photo shoots and videos and to those who have helped and are still helping me find ways to share this music.
Peace & Love,
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