Getting to a weird point in development. It’s the same point I reach most my projects. Whether it’s this project, home improvement, web design, or anything else, I’ll go over everything again and again, chasing a perfection I’ll come nowhere close to reaching. By the time I get a good grasp on things, enough time has passed where all of a sudden, a completely new way to do things pops up.
This project started out, basically, mostly as a sonic time capsule for my son. As I was growing up, I remember my dad playing guitar, my maternal grandfather playing guitar and I was just so happy just to watch them do this that I really didn’t pay any attention to what they were playing, their playing style. The opportunities are so rare nowadays, sometimes I wonder if I’ll get a chance to take that part of it in.
As I was a hack coffeehouse musician in another “life,” I had this original material that I’ve collected over the years, and I had been wondering over the past few years–when the boy is my age, will he have the same wishes?
I can’t deny there’s a little bit of nostalgia motivating me as well. When I first sat down to start recording, some of the original songs are wholly or partially based on songs I wrote 10, 12, 15 years ago. Hearing these songs takes me back not only to the subject matter of the songs, but the time that I spent writing and performing them.
But now I’ve got a new batch o’ songs emerging in my head–a little more mature, a little deeper (if I’m even capable of depth. That remains to be seen). The first of which I hinted at in my previous post, a song called Overshadowed. Once you get out of Chicagoland, if you take any two-lane highways at all, you’re bound to come across weird forks in the road, or maybe a spattering of houses that looks like it may have been a town at some point. In this time of population explosion and urban sprawl, it seems impossible that something as seemingly static as a town can die out, but just like everything else, they do.
Geography like that fascinates me, a sad pathetic fascination to be sure. What causes them to die out? In 100 years, what will people see when they drive down your main highway? That’s basically what I based the song around, and oh yeah, the name Coaltown Ghosts, that Brian so graciously allowed.
There’s more in me, and how much will make it onto the release is yet to be determined. But what is coming out so far has got me excited. So I just have to breathe in, breathe out, and focus on what’s in front of me. Anyway, there’s a little piece of where my sleep-deprived head is at.
Have a great and safe holiday weekend, I’ll be spending mine seeing one of my favorite bands, Gomez, at the Taste of Chicago. It’s been 2 years since I’ve seen them live, and I can’t wait.