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Album Complete

Photo by Stacie Huckeba

Justin Collins, Patrick, Adam Landry & Rob Crowell. Photo by Stacie Huckeba

Cindy Wasserman & Lulu Landry. Photo by Stacie Huckeba.

Evidence. Photo by Stacie Huckeba.

Photo by Stacie Huckeba

We Have A Completed Solo Album!

This week has been charmed to say the least. I came back to Nashville to finish what I'd started in 2012 with the lads known as Cosmic Thug, Adam Landry and Justin Collins. The work that began before I relocated from Nashville back to LA, broke my hand and was slammed with a strange writer's block in 2013. We not only finished what we started but exceeded my every expectation, writing and recording another album's worth of new songs. I'm listening to the final mixes of what will be my first ever solo record right now and realizing that somehow, together, we made the record that I've dreamed of making since I was a teenager staring out the window in math class, drawing pictures on and scribbling lyric on my jeans distractedly. In the process I've become a believer in the Neil Young method of recording I'll tell you. Record only around a full moon. And as they tell me this one is a "Blood Moon". Whatever that means. But something truly happened this week in a small studio in Nashville, Tennessee. I'm grateful that I was able to be there to be a part of it.

Like I said, this will be the first album that will come out under my own name, probably sometime later this year. I guess that makes it a solo album in name, but I could not have done it without Adam Landry, Justin Collins, Rob Crowell, Cindy Wasserman & Matt Lynott and the contributions of the Nashville string quartet, Zach CaseboltLarissa MaestroEmily KohaviEleonore Denig. This was a true collaboration, switching instruments, tossing out ideas, laughing, writing on the fly, the whole nine yards. Possibly the most enjoyable collaboration I've ever had the pleasure of being a part of, and if you know me, you know that I live to collaborate. The joy of writing and recording a new song, having Robbie go off to write an string arrangement for it the night before the quartet was due and then to sit between the Viola and the Cello the next day hearing his work for the first time as it is laid down to tape will be an unforgettable memory as long as I live. I was giddy like a schoolboy meeting Pele for the first time (wait a minute I did that.). That lad Rob is sick talented! For a Canadian he's got soul coming outta his every pore. Deer Tick and Diamond Rugs are very blessed to have his talent on board.

It's been a long 5 year journey of life upheavals and changes that have shaken me to the core and forced a "review and rebuild" of self and action but well worth the personal growth to become ready to be part of unearthing this gem of a record. This crew that I find myself in have challenged and drawn something more out of me as a songwriter and I'm already thinking about the next record. There will be another with these guys. Adam and Justin make records that will stand the test of time and I am proud to now be a part of their already illustrious canon. Who knows what will happen in the years to come, but this is one record that as an old man I will pour myself two fingers of tequila, drop needle on and kick back with great memories and pride in the collaboration that made this one happen. For that I am grateful to whatever powers that be and to the friends and my sweet patient love, Cindy, who have all helped me realize this dream.

I look forward to sharing it with you.

 

(Photos by Stacie Huckeba)

Singing With Poltz

Denim Brothers. Photo Megan Breen.

I’m Singing on The New Poltz Record…apparently.

I just popped in our copy of the new Steve Poltz CD, The Accident, that he gave me when we ran into him in Austin last week, telling me that he was giving me the first ever copy (I've heard that one before). Looking at the credits just now, well blow me down, my name is there right underneath my sweetheart, Cindy's. I'd almost forgotten that I was pulled into the room to shout "monkeys coming outta my ass" over and over for Lars Goransson when he was here last Spring. I mean I've done it at least 50 times live with Steve with no "tape" running so I could have been asleep when I did it. But no, I remember it was a beautiful sunny day here in LA, the flowers were blooming, Cindy and Lars were recording sweet harmonies as Steve's voice floated out over the garden, and I was thinking about how my right hand itched in that cast I was wearing since shattering my knuckle just a couple weeks before. It was a good day even if I was trying to ignore when and if I'd be able to play again, and forget abut the half finished record I had waiting for me back in Nashville. It was a beautiful day. I remember it.  I got to sing "monkeys comin outta my ass".  And for that alone you should buy it. But on top of that, this album is balls to the wall rock n roll, like the sweaty punk that Poltz and I came up loving and the stuff he made his early reputation on. It's definitely NSFW, but hey, what's life without a little dirt?

So that makes it 250+ shows and now two recorded tracks (not counting the lost Poltz/Truckee Brothers album tucked deep in an underground archive vault somewhere watched over by 24 hour armed guards) that I've had the pleasure of playing on with my old friend. It's been a long musical union that mostly if you weren't there for you missed it. So savor this. And savor my sweet Cindy's beautiful sultry dirty voice that's spread all over the album. Go get it. Laugh out loud. Bang your head. Sing along with Steve and bounce in the driver's seat (carefully mind you). It'll make you wanna pass your exit and keep going, shouting to everyone you pass that monkeys are comin outta your ass. They'll probably stare.

Here's the obligatory purchase link:  Feed A Poltz