Waiting for a Guitar/Finding Carlinville, Indiana

On a desk or on a table or in a drawer or…hopefully somewhere…there sits a package with a cd full of music that I am looking forward to listening to.

On Sunday afternoon, June 12th, my dear wife, Carrie, and I were in Al Fresco’s recording studio in Louisville, KY. There Barry King was putting some guitar on top of the rhythm tracks that were already recorded the week before. Carrie and I sat there in the control amazed as Barry King put down some awesome licks to many of the songs on the new recordings.

Barry King went to Woodstock back in the day. He played with The Charlie Daniels Band. He is a gifted Knoxville boy and he was very kind with the treatment and the compliments he gave the songs I had written that he was working with. Honestly, it was the most fun I have had in a recording studio in twelve years. That was the last time I was in the control room with a guitar player extraordinaire. That guy was Tim Krekel. He was pretty good to…(wink).

Barry King used this classic Les Paul and a Gibson hollow acoustic to add more light and shade to the songs.

Those songs are waiting on us in that package I spoke of in the first paragraph. That music sits in New Hampshire. We are heading over that way to visit with dear friends Bob and Michelle and family on Friday. It will be good times. And finally, I will get to hear those songs again. I have not heard the latest incarnation of our work. Know that there is still more too add…keyboard, a horn or two, and some more vocals. But I was so excited the day Mr. King played guitar and now I can almost hear it mixed in for the first time. Thanks to Jeff Carpenter for holding me at bay and not rushing a mix for me to take on the road. I know he surely did a great job putting this together. His ear is awesome and he knows what button to push and where to move the knobs!

Carrie and I found Carlinville, Indiana yesterday.

The Judge was a movie that came out in 2013…I think. Starring Robert Downey, Jr. and Robert Duvall, this is one of few movies I have really enjoyed in the last ten years. The movie was set in the fictional Carlinville, Indiana. It is a good thing they filmed as low as they did. There are hills boarding on being mountains around Shelburne Falls, MA that you won’t find anywhere in state of Indiana.

Editorial Note: A brief scene of Indiana landscape from my native Jackson County does show up in the film for a fleeting moment and I knew it when I saw it.

About the size of Medora, Shelburne Falls is a peaceful, lovely place with the Deerfield River running through separating Shelburne Falls from Buckland on the other side.

There is a Bridge of Flowers…

Small town…

Above: This was The Flying Deer diner in the movie. It sits next to the falls. The water was not flowing freely while we were there. Though I did find out that it does on occasion.