3 years less 3 days ago I put out my last record.
The night before I spent 13 hours on a Greyhound
bus going from Canada to New York City for an appearance on the
Late Show with David Letterman. As fate would have it, my flight
was cancelled after a massive storm blew into the eastern seaboard,
closing all NYC airports. When I reached the border, the customs
officer was quite amused by my reason for going to New York. “To
perform on a late-night television show,” I said. She
probably thought I was nuts, but let me get back on the bus. I later
recalled someone backstage saying to me, “You know, honey,
most people just cancel.” Not likely.
And so, two years after my first album Failer
was released, a year and half of amazing times followed. I got to
play on Austin City Limits, open for Willie
Nelson, John Prine, Aimee Mann, My Morning Jacket, John Mayer
and Bryan Adams. I was invited to perform at Farm
Aid ( I cried when Neil Young played “Old
Man”), played the Grand Old Opry
(Colin, my husband and bandmate wore his original Nudie Suit!),
had a song in Cameron Crowe's Elizabethtown, toured
Australia, Europe, in a van, in a tour bus, by
plane, by ferry, solo and with a band…... and then home.
Most people put out records more frequently than
every three years, but after a long run on the road, I had some
things I wanted to do. First I bought a Heintzman piano and committed
the fall of 2006 to learning how to play. I worked at a winery in
the spring, practiced my violin more than I have in years, gardened
relentlessly, started jogging, played a few random shows, and sung
on some friends' records, including John Doe's
song “Golden State” which I'm very proud of.
In January 2007, I started working with Jim Scott
at Plyrz studios. I had wanted to work with Jim ever since I read
his name on the back cover of Whiskeytown's Strangers Almanac.
We hit it off so well mixing my last album Back To Me
that it was an easy decision to go back for more and have him work
on this new album Asking For Flowers. A dream come true, I had to
frequently pinch myself having him by my side during the making
of this record.
It was such an honor working with Don Heffington,
Bob Glaub, Benmont Tench, and Greg Liesz, who mainly served as my
band. It is always a risk recording with people who don't know you,
but not in this case. “The Cheapest Key”
was a song I wasn't sure was even ready to record, but after a few
passes, we had the take and it remains in my mind the most fun song
I've ever recorded. “Goodnight, California”
is a six and a half minute song we got on the second take. It features
a bass line that was played impeccably by Sebastian Steinberg, with
John Guinty on Hammond. “I Make the Dough, You Get
the Glory” was a song I wrote after Jim Scott overheard
me singing one line I had written. He pushed me to finish it at
the hotel that night, and with a little help from some wine I did.
We tracked it the next morning. Most of the vocal is live off the
floor, as is all of Greg Liesz's amazing pedal steel part. My mother
is featured on the “oohs” in the choruses, which I threatened
to take off the track when she complained about the title of “Sure
Kevin Fox, a longtime Canadian
acquaintance must be mentioned for arranging the strings, but for
also letting me play in the string quartet. I also recorded with
some other Canadian friends including Gary Craig (drums),
Bob Packwood (keys), Justin Rutledge (vocals), Paul Reddick (harmonica)
and of course, Jim Bryson and Colin Cripps.
In my living room we recorded some piano, electric guitar and Jim
sang on “Asking For Flowers.” We had
to turn off the furnace in between takes so we wouldn't hear the
rumble of the boiler.
My hope for this record was to play with some musicians
I had not yet worked with. To see through a sonic vision living
in my head. To commit myself to being precise as well as open-minded.
To have bare-bones folk songs, but also lush instrumental pieces.
Most importantly, I wanted to write songs that tell a story, be
it mine or someone else's with honesty and integrity. These songs
came from a very true place in my heart, perhaps the reason they
took so long to write. Plus, I finally got to do my first guitar
solo (it's on “Run”), which is a major
accomplishment when you're married to a guitarist extraordinaire.
And so now I'm looking forward to all the touring
ahead, reinventing the songs as we play them live, and seeing new
and familiar faces. I feel so privileged to do what I do and aspire
to be great at it. I know I've rambled too long now, but if I didn't
want to be great, I might as well just stay home. And I don't want
to. I'd also prefer not taking the Greyhound bus to Letterman anymore.