Announcing the first single from Truth:
“A Thirsty River Never Dies“
A Thirsty River Never Dies
Announcing the first single from Truth:
A Thirsty River Never Dies
CAMPFIRE AMERICANA: VOLUME 1 NOW AVAILABLE ON ITUNES AND GOOGLE PLAY!
Hard copy CD’s available at:
You can also pick up a copy of a live show.
About This Album (Liner Notes):
You know how it is when you’re going to have a campfire? You call some friends and hope a few show up. You gather materials and hope they burn. You grab an old guitar and hope it doesn’t get stepped on. Put some Beam and beer in a cooler and hope it lasts.
Once things get rolling, the campfire dialogue is spirited and spontaneous. Everyone participates, sharing their best stories, chiming in at the right times. The path of the campfire storyline is always unique, but each story builds from the previous one. There is always that one guy who relates today’s fodder to how it was back in the day.
There is a constant connection to nature, especially the skies and stars above. The animals whose voices carry from the dark distance – coyotes, wolves, loons, the occasional crickets and frogs – make cameos. Later in the fire night, conversation slows and nature starts to dominate, as it should, in the quieter, sparse moments. I literally cannot survive without those moments.
This deliberate collection of tunes is my first campfire for you and the process of making this album mirrors a typical campfire journey. It rocks and rolls like a spirited, spontaneous campfire dialogue while also delivering those reflective moments to help you connect to nature and its energies. It’s in lock-step harmony with the seasonal changes of the North Country. The songs were recorded everywhere from ice fishing houses and cabins in Northern Minnesota, Parker’s home studio in Maine, Sacred Heart Studios in Duluth, MN, and Revelator Records in East Nashville, TN. Best of all, some great Campfire Stars showed up at the fire to really bring these tunes to life.
Special thanks to God for delivering this music for me to share, my family for their support, the Campfire Stars who performed on the CD or joined me on stage, the sounds pros who captured and engineered the music, and the venues and radio stations who support live, original music.
As a squatchy tall musician who needs a lot of elbow room to thrive, Overgrown is arguably the most representative song of my existence. While there are lots of things that are Overgrown, I picked on myself, big cities, human handling of the proliferation of technology, and hair.
I enjoyed collaborating with Tony Petersen for a special version of this tune paired with the music video by Paul Marvin Arts. Basically, a dude with a song, a dude with a banjo, and a dude with a drone coming together to make art.
I hope you enjoy it and make it your own.
Mid-summer is arguably the best time of the year to be a Minnesotan. Ripe with summer celebrations, festivals, and the first cut of hay rolled up nicely in area fields. Its the time of year where we actually get visitors either returning home for a bit, or just stopping in to try and gain a better understanding of why we live here.
My epic summer evenings consist of pontoon swims once the lake quiets down a bit. Each pontoon enjoying their private time, but also waving…all the time. Little Minnesota lakes are littler communities inside of little communities. Most everyone is very neighborly and always ready to help one another.
Yes, this time of year, at the end of the day, is Minnesota at its best.
This is Where You’ll Find Me.
My lingering memory of my mom’s mom, who passed when I was still in single digits, was a picture of a beautiful lady sitting on a faded white bar-height chair in a corner – with dozens of relatives conversed around her during a Christmas gathering. Somewhat alone but still in the picture… She looked slightly buzzed, with a grin that could be categorized as a smile. Catching her twinkling eyes a few times, I made a voiceless connection that has lasted for decades and even crystallized.
As a single-digit youngster, my thought at that time, and for many years after, was grandma was just “taking it all in” and her buzz was natural and pure. It was like a turkey barn in my grandparents old farmhouse, full of emphatic chatter, and she was listening to all the conversations in one harmony. It wasn’t until much later that I found that she had dementia.
Quite often through the years, I prayerfully pondered how she felt. Was she disconnected and hopeless that she wasn’t “all in” on conversations, or was she of full heart and fulfilled that her house was bursting with family? Most of the time I slant towards the positive, the latter.
But its one of those BIG questions that I’ve never had an answer for and only she really knew. The vision of my grandma, and my lifelong pondering on how she felt at that time, was the impetus for this song, which I’ve penned for my mom, Joan. She’s doing great at 81 by the way.
We all get a little older every day, and living longer lives, which gives us more time to ponder life’s BIG questions. Longer survival on earth gives us more opportunities to share, listen, experience, and interact with other survivors. It gives us more time to ponder whats next. However, it also introduces the “yin to those yangs“, the creeping of disease, the increase of loss, the depredation of the physical and mental capabilities. Aging is a beautiful thing though, and our seniors deserve as much enjoyment and respect as possible. But as age advances, memory often declines, so make the most of what you have while you have it and appreciate the fact that you are still upside ground!
I’m releasing this song now, with June being Alzheimer’s and brain awareness month. The Alzheimer’s Association has proclaimed purple to be the color that represents the Alzheimer’s movement and has spent the month boosting awareness. Of course, being a Minnesota Vikings fan, purple is my favorite color.
On the summer solstice (June 20th, 2016) millions were raised during The Longest Day, a team event that raises funds and awareness for the Alzheimer’s Association. The duration of this sunrise-to-sunset event symbolizes the challenging journey of the nearly 50 million people worldwide, 5 million in the US, living with the disease and their caregivers.
If you or a loved one is starting to experience confused thinking and memory loss more often, or has factors that cannot be controlled such as age and a history of Alzheimer’s in your family tree, there are some helpful resources here to help diagnosis the situation. I encourage you to take action sooner rather than later to maximize the benefit of available treatments, which have come a long way since back in the day – thanks to the work of ALZStars dedicated to helping!
And wear some purple, with or without the Vikings logo 🙂
This time of year is made for love, its the time of year I proposed to my lovely wife, and married her. Its the time of year my parents got married 52 years ago. Its the time of the year when birds, bees, and a lot of other animals are getting it on. Here in the north country, its our first taste of warmth, new growth, rainbows, green grass and blue sky.
So this month’s song features a happy love song I wrote for my wife awhile back. I think the lyrics pretty much tell the story and are easy to understand so I’m not going to post the lyrics like I have on previous songs of the month. However, I’d like to point out that this tune contains one of my favorite musings in the 2nd verse that involve the Brothers Burn Mountain and a mystical fountain of youth.
This month’s format is a little different than previous songs of the month in that I wanted to have a more raw-feel recording. So the video you see was actually the recording that stands and that will be on Campfire Americana: Volume 1 when it is released later this year.
Its raw, its real, honest, and I hope you like it. If you do, please help spread it around and share…and love each other!
Visions of Bob is a tribute song I wrote to Bob Dylan, inspired by dozens of songs from the man born here in Duluth, Minnesota on May 24, 1941.
Stream if here for free this month while you read about it below:
As you may know by now, I’m releasing a new song every month for Campfire Americana: Volume 1. The singles will be available as they are released each month and the entire album will be released in December 2016. Most of the work for each song is done during the given month, in concert with the times and the seasons, and it seemed fitting to get this tune out before Dylan’s 75th birthday. I wrote it after asking myself “what I would say if I had 5 minutes with Bob.”
But something profound happened during the making…
With all the banked memories of life, its amazing how you can remember exactly where you were, and what you were doing, when you heard the news of something very, very major. Goosebump-level news, you know the kind. What were yours?
Aside from personal, family news, here are a few memorable events and settings of mine:
So what does this have to do with this Visions of Bob song? Enter another one of Minnesota’s spawn, Prince.
On April 21, 2016, I was sitting in a parking garage downtown Duluth, on Lake and Superior. In my portable recording studio (which is essentially a truck with recording gear in it) I was capturing the harmonica track and background vocals for this song with my friend Brian James over lunch. Midway through the recording, my phone buzzed – a single, 4 letter word message from my friend Paul …F#@&… I let it fester for a little while so I could focus on recording, but social media caught us. In a short while, my friend Brian let me know that Prince had died.
So here I was, recording a tribute song for a man that Minnesota, especially Hibbing and Duluth, embraced as their own (Dylan), while another Minnesota musical icon goes to the afterworld (Prince).
In stark contrast, Prince actually embraced Minnesota back, while Dylan pretty much left and never looked back. However, both of them share common Minnesotan traits of being private, even in the midst of their incredible popularity, and I guess their music was bigger than where they ended up living. They left behind truckloads of songs that will never go away. Between the two of them, they probably wrote enough tunes for the entire world to survive on. That thought is captured in the last words of the song: “You wrote everything we need, you’re an artist, you don’t look back.” A parody line from She Belongs to Me.
I wrote this tribute song to Dylan with the hopes that he would hear it someday, and he would bring it all back home…like many of us have done who were born in Minnesota, left to explore, and returned back to the nest.
If you study the works of Bob Dylan, you will enjoy the challenge of trying to identify which Dylan songs are referenced in this tribute song. Some are obvious and some pretty obscure, for the deep divers. I’ve listed the song inspirations after the lyrics which are posted HERE.
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