Friday, July 10th, 2009. We recorded this song a number of times that night at The Tank. Live. The best take is what you hear on the record. The mood was loose…swampy and lubricated…cheap cactus juice courtesy of Tom P. Papa Belaire was there (rest his soul), just hanging out in the control room. I asked him if he wanted to sing, but he politely declined…he seemed genuinely happy to be there.

When we all gathered around for the background vocals, we were running late. Tom offered “you guys should just stay here tonight”. T.P. was into it, playing “air guitar” and lending his trademark vocal.

The next day we were done. The last band to record at The Tank with Tom. Ever.

Mark Belaire’s harp brings the feel up front and Ronnie’s slide lays down the Delta vibe. Rick and Mark M. give a rhythm section from somewhere down the river. The background vocal choir is nothin’ but love. I could listen to this song a thousand times and want a thousand more.

At the time I wrote this song, I wasn’t exactly sure what it was about. It came very quickly, and when that happens, I don’t ask a lot of questions…the road goes where it goes. At the end of the day, as they say, I came to realize the gift of this song and its true meaning.

Next up…”side two”…

Till then,

Don