Wednesday song

This one makes me a little uncomfortable because it’s not like the other songs I tend to write. I wrote it after a visit to Chicago shortly after my dad died. Dad was born in 1925 on the north side, at a hospital on Foster Avenue (a few blocks from where my daughter Cedar now attends college).

My Grandpa Norman died when Dad was 10, so this song is kind of a reflection on that. 

I’m really happy with the way it turned out, thanks to Erik Brandt and Levi Stugelmeyer, who recorded and produced it, and the great players, including Erik (keyboards), Levi (drums), Quillan Roe (bass) and Dave Strahan (electric and pedal steel guitars).

Also, I got 50 copies of my first CD and 50 of my second in the mail, so I’ll bring them to the CD release. They’ve been unavailable for a few years, so it’s nice to have a few to pass around, (or preferably sell).




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