I’d love to say that it wasn’t my fault but I can’t. I’ve just ignored the blog because frankly it’s not a passion of mine. I’d rather be working on a song, recording a friend, or planning the new studio.
In fact I’d rather mow the yard. Just sayin’…
But I’m willing to put all this behind us, catch up, and give you a peace offering. We’ve been working off and on (more off than on) on a hymns project and have some great stuff coming from it. So great that we’ve been doing a couple of the selections live in various places (churches, prisons, coffeehouses) and have been negligent about getting them on tape.
In the past few months I’ve moved into a new house with an 1,100 sf metal building in the back yard. I’ll admit that I’ve been frothing at the possibilities of this empty building. I’ve been reading a LOT about studio construction and quizzing my mechanical, structural, and electrical engineering buddies on how the best to turn this shed into the studio I’ve always wanted. So I’ve been slightly distracted…
So it’s really me at fault here, not you, for ignoring our relationship. So let me offer you something to show I’m sincere – not a bouquet – but a listen to one of these hymns I mentioned.
We performed this in a concert of 6 songwriters at a local coffeehouse in early September. We brought in a couple of extra ringers, formed a band, and played each others songs. The concert went great and we just finished the live mixes (I know – scheduling, scheduling, scheduling…). We can go into that later.
Where’s My Flowers?!!!
OK! OK! This hymn comes from a Creek Indian chant called Heleluyan. It’s just a chorus that we wrote verses to. We came up with the idea from watching old bad westerns where the Indians would talk about the Great Spirit. We knew that they knew that God was evident in His creation – the work of His hands. We built the verses on that idea.
Enjoy. And glad to have you back too.
Heleluyan – live