This is the long lost brother/sister to my most personal record Evening Train. Shawn Pelton, Will Lee, Billy Masters and I went into the studio with a whole slew of post Evening Train songs in August of 2007. Then...life took over....
I have constantly returned to a dream I have of recording a set of songs live in the studio with the same sonic quality of Evening Train and other things I've done that are documented in an audiophile manner...
Be warned: Orchestral Songs is a departure, a love offering dedicated musically to the masters. Britten, Mahler, Stravinsky, Vaughan Williams, Corigliano, Beethoven, Bach, Rorem, Bernstein, Sondheim...the list goes on and on...
This is the record where I figured it out. I always knew I was a man without a country. Eclectic in the extreme. Shards of Gospel oriented blues with lyrics about the hound of heaven chasing my tail...
Writing a song in reaction/response to a tragedy like Max Scotti's is remarkably dangerous and almost unseemly. How do you write about suffering if you are not suffering?..
The story of the Nativity has always moved me. Innocence entering the world with the utmost fragility to change it, not by violent means but by turning priorities on their head. Yes...I am a sap for it all but...my winter music is hard won...