My debut album began with the notion that the wayward souls of midnight motorcycling needed an anthem. I was being chased by a shadow halfway up the state of Arizona while riding my Harley late in the afternoon along the Colorado River. The remembrance comes through in the title tune; the first song I ever wrote and recorded: “Thunder In the Night.”
My hope is that what the vocals lack in polish and technique, they make up for with sincerity and authenticity. I have to admit I got a late start in setting my feelings, ideas and opinions to music, but after publishing three mystery novels and experiencing a lifetime of living, I felt it was time to stop listening and start singing. Bluegrass and country music are my comfort zone, but in this album, I wandered off with “Growin’ Up Is Only Learnin’ How to Die,” (changed to "Everybody's Good At Losin'" in the second album) a coming-of-age expression meant to connect with any of us who have made sacrifices of soul for the illusion of success.
My third original lyric, “Don’t Turn Back,” is a boozy bar room ballad of loss, regret and choices about the road less traveled.