I\'m a beginner. A musical child, really. I started to write and record most the stuff you find here this year in the basement. I say this not to stress the obvious but to frame the art. The 911 attacks opened the door for me but it was loosing every body and thing I had that pushed me threw. I sobered up almost four years ago and started writing about that experience, about what I was learning. One of the things I learned was how to quiet my mind. That created a space and in that space something always showed up. One of the things that showed up was a direct order to start writing songs. Which I did. Since I had never written any songs, most of it was crap, but I held to the notion that what I needed would show up. It took a while but what showed up so far has been from my perspective, miraculous. One of those things was me, a musical me transported from the sixties. Which explains a lot of the sounds and arrangements. Another was a guy named Guy who shamed me into using my natural voice. I had recorded another CD (\'Under His Table,\' also available here)where I\'m trying to sing above middle C which for me is a real stretch and sounded so. So,this January I started to sing two octaves below middle C. It was terrifying. It didn\'t sound like any body. After a few experiments with others material I started writing songs with that deep sound in mind. By May I had what is here and more is coming. I play all the instruments, by the by. Not because I wanted it that way, it just happened that way. (Except \'You Lift Me Up\' and \'Gunslinger\' where Guy Hedrick plays some lead guitar). So, look past the wrinkly old fart and try to see a sixteen year old finding his way here. \'Cause that\'s what\'s going on, with a lot of help from God Almighty.