Wrapping up Forgotten Door

Last week I made a trip back to Colorado to finish The Forgotten Door, a fourteen track record of some

of the most inspired/relevant music I believe I’ve ever written. Although going back to Colorado can be

something of a mind &%*( for me, it’s something I intend to do time and time again. It has gotten to the

point where I am based out of two communities, and if I deserted either one, I’d lose a lot!

While I was back I saw many a friend, one for each night of the week, and my son Jesse, who I saw

twice! My son had really come a long way and it felt good to make good one on one conversation time

with so many people I had come to know so well.

During the week days Tom and I immersed ourselves in the studio. We got to sit with our engineer,

Darren Radach, in the studio as he mixed our record. Darren usually does not let bands sit in the studio

while their records are being mixed, but he made an exception for us. He said, “you came such a long

way to finish this record, so let’s finish it!” Darren was very patient with us as we barraged him with

mixing suggestions. I admired him for this, and would not encourage other musicians to do the same.

This was a special favor done for a band working remotely!

I believe that having all ears on the record as it was mixed made it markedly better. We were really able

to create the sonic affects we were going for to the fullest. We made damn sure this album sounded as

we intended for it to sound, and we are proud of our accomplishments! Have I crossed the line into

raving egotist, I do hope not!

Traveling back and forth from Colorado is not without it’s psychological consequences. Getting there

and coming home are great, it’s just the part about leaving home and leaving there that is hard. There is

so much love for me at home, and so much love for me in Colorado, and sometimes it hurts to not have

it all in one place, but the one thing I can say is it’s all right! Life changes, and the heart must go through

changes to go on! I love my wife and family, and treat my friends in Colorado like I would if I still lived

right down the road from them. Some people don’t understand this but I really can’t have it any other

way, at least for now.