The following songs are on my album The Maze
Dream Sequence - One time I went to Colorado and met a photographer who lived up in the mountains in a beautiful house. After returning home, I had a dream and literally I the Blond-Haired Jesus was part of my dream - you know, the one that hangs at the YMCA. I will also mention that my reference that water only runs downhill is dedicated to my civil engineer father-in-law David Lucas. Beautiful Wife - This song is the story of my parents. All of the lyrics are factual especially "beautiful wife." My father was dying, I was in his room and my mother walked in. Dad said "there is my beautiful, beautiful, beautiful wife." He really never said anything else and he died the next day. This is my tribute to them. |
She Knew This Day Would Fall - The inspiration of this song actually came from a songwriting class I took at the Swannannoa Gathering. We were asked to write a song that has a reference to the kitchen. Well that got me started and this song was ready the next day. I was asked to perform it for the class. I'm not sure it went over real well which was pretty much summed up with a comment from a classmate "I just wish it had some hope, just some hope." Well my friends, SOMETIMES THERE IS NO HOPE!! Anyway, I write songs of all kinds and I don't shy away from a very normal part of this world.
Solitaire - Sometimes you just deal with loneliness so to speak.
The Maze - One day it occurred to me that my bi-polar friend's life was much like being in a maze from which there is no escape. This lead me to think about the myth of Icarus and how he was trapped in a maze. "He flies too high he'll touch the sky, too near the sun his wings will burn. He flies too low the risk is great too near the water near his fate."
My Father Was A Pilot - This song was my catharsis after Dad died. I was in the mountains and it was gray and snowy. I sat by a window and thought about the things he did for me all my life. An especially important gift was the appreciation of aviation. JR was a general aviation pilot and he would take me up sometimes and even let me control the airplane. There's nothing quite like flying "between the massive thunderheads."
I'll Always Think of You - A friend lost her first born son days after he was born. Although she knew this would be his fate, she enjoyed that brief time with her child. I wrote this knowing that no matter what, a mother will always remember her child.
The World He Demands - ...speaks for itself. No excuse for abuse.
Dust - Dust got me really writing songs again. It was my reaction to the terrorist attacks of September 11th. I was listening to the radio reports in the days after the attacks when a journalist commented that he cold detect some semblance of normalcy when he spotted a Budweiser truck down in the street below his apartment. He then said that it was hard to see through the window because of all the dust coating the outside. I also heard about St. Paul's Chapel where all the prayer books were covered with dust. This dust was what was left of the people who had lost their lives that terrible day.
Don't Scream The Lullaby - At one point in my life I knew of several women who had left their families to pursue other lives. Being a mother myself, I found it impossible to understand how a mother could leave their children. Don't Scream is about the pressures of living a life that you are miserable in and also, sometimes it is better to leave than leave a trail of damage.
Northern Girl - Northern Girl is one of my totally fun songs. It was a bitter cold day and I was at a home on the coast that had a fireplace. I was trying to come up with a song and glanced down at my boots. I realized that I had never written a song about my favorite boots - my Dan Post boots! The best part of this story is the recording of the song. I invited about 15 of my girlfriends to the studio, plied them with wine and put headphones on everyone. The result is the chorus. It was one of the greatest experiences of my life.
Solitaire - Sometimes you just deal with loneliness so to speak.
The Maze - One day it occurred to me that my bi-polar friend's life was much like being in a maze from which there is no escape. This lead me to think about the myth of Icarus and how he was trapped in a maze. "He flies too high he'll touch the sky, too near the sun his wings will burn. He flies too low the risk is great too near the water near his fate."
My Father Was A Pilot - This song was my catharsis after Dad died. I was in the mountains and it was gray and snowy. I sat by a window and thought about the things he did for me all my life. An especially important gift was the appreciation of aviation. JR was a general aviation pilot and he would take me up sometimes and even let me control the airplane. There's nothing quite like flying "between the massive thunderheads."
I'll Always Think of You - A friend lost her first born son days after he was born. Although she knew this would be his fate, she enjoyed that brief time with her child. I wrote this knowing that no matter what, a mother will always remember her child.
The World He Demands - ...speaks for itself. No excuse for abuse.
Dust - Dust got me really writing songs again. It was my reaction to the terrorist attacks of September 11th. I was listening to the radio reports in the days after the attacks when a journalist commented that he cold detect some semblance of normalcy when he spotted a Budweiser truck down in the street below his apartment. He then said that it was hard to see through the window because of all the dust coating the outside. I also heard about St. Paul's Chapel where all the prayer books were covered with dust. This dust was what was left of the people who had lost their lives that terrible day.
Don't Scream The Lullaby - At one point in my life I knew of several women who had left their families to pursue other lives. Being a mother myself, I found it impossible to understand how a mother could leave their children. Don't Scream is about the pressures of living a life that you are miserable in and also, sometimes it is better to leave than leave a trail of damage.
Northern Girl - Northern Girl is one of my totally fun songs. It was a bitter cold day and I was at a home on the coast that had a fireplace. I was trying to come up with a song and glanced down at my boots. I realized that I had never written a song about my favorite boots - my Dan Post boots! The best part of this story is the recording of the song. I invited about 15 of my girlfriends to the studio, plied them with wine and put headphones on everyone. The result is the chorus. It was one of the greatest experiences of my life.