I wrote this song with the feel of a Caribbean night, wind chimes tingling, and the breeze of the ocean blowing on the porch.
I recorded this the night my grandfather passed away in early 2007. I was trying to capture the emotion of the moment and a sense of his presence: strong, steady, and substantial, without editing and re-writing it. I wrote and recorded it all the same night.
I wrote this piece feeling a bit melancholy, trying to capture the feeling of being distant from your loved ones, and the emotion of that disconnect you feel when you’re missing someone.
I wrote this in 1985, sitting on the beach in San Juan Del Sur, Nicaragua, and it became one of my all time favourite progressions to play over. Originally I had a Dylanesque vocal line and lyrics that went over it, but when I came to first record it in my basement with a little 4 track recorder, I did an instrumental version and loved it that way.
Also written in 1985 in San Juan Del Sur, this minor descending progression captures the mystique of the dawn of a new day in the tropics. I used to sit on our porch early in the mornings while we were there, and this was one idea that emerged.