I finished the song "Back Being Blue" and wanted to step out my front door and fly through the air. The euphoric feeling that comes with creating something that you actually like is a rare and short lived phenomena. I certainly hadn’t felt it in a long time. I had been trying to imagine making a new solo record every few months for the last 10 years. I was having a great time making music with my husband, Bruce Robison. I wrote a few songs here and there. Considered forcing the issue. But the options just didn’t inspire me.
And then as luck would have it, I stumbled onto something inspiring. After "Back Being Blue", I started writing more often and with a sense of purpose. I craved a simple country yet roots sound that had drawn me to making music when I was just a puppy.
Bruce was so enthusiastic about my songs. He got all my references and started helping me connect all the dots. We enlisted some really great musicians that I have been lucky to play with over the years. My friend Eleanor Whitmore came over and sang a few of the songs with me. I’d heard her voice in my mind for the two part harmonies on "Freewheeling". She sounded so great that it set the wheels in motion. Everything started to take shape.
When we finished the sessions, I was again, ridiculously happy. This just is not a feeling I am used to. I like to hang around in deep anxiety most of the time. It’s just my comfort zone. So rest assured, that is where I’m at at this moment. But when things get too intense, I like to remember those other two moments. Writing that song that I knew was the start of something. And wrapping up a recording session where my friends made everything I brought in better than I could have imagined.