0 Recording Update – Guitars

Tracking at Pete's place.  Thanks John Mier for letting me use your Gibson!

It has been a while since the last post on the new record, so I thought I would fill you all in on how the it is all coming. We have made quite a few big steps, so I think that I will break it up into a few posts.

Following getting the drums down, our next big step was guitars and bass. After a couple of days in various places, I was really happy with how things turned out.  Here are a few pictures and such for you to enjoy.

Tracking at Pete's place.  Thanks John Mier for letting me use your Gibson!

Tracking at Pete’s place. Thanks John Mier for letting me use your Gibson!

Using some AKGs... Me want.

Using some AKGs… Me want.

The artist at work. Josh doing some comping/editing.

The artist at work. Josh doing some comping/editing.

 

0 And So It Begins…

Setting up.

I’m really excited to share my latest project with you!  Over the past few weeks, I’ve begun recording an EP.  This will be my first official release, and I can’t begin to tell you how excited I am.  I’m really proud of all of the songs, and I think it’s going to be amazing.  A-MAY-ZINNG.  Anyway, I thought I would put up a few posts on the progress.

I’ve got a couple of friends producing for me on the record—Josh Gagliardi and Pete Buchwald.  I’m really excited to have both of them working on the project.  They’ve got some good ears and ideas lend to the songs.

Two weeks ago, we went down to a studio in Denver to record drums.  The studio, 8 Houses Down, has a fantastic sounding drum room.  I also had Fort Collins drummer, Ikaika Pekelo, playing on the tracks.  He’s an outstanding drummer and an even better friend.

Here are a few pictures from the day:

 

Setting up.

Setting up.

Matt (8 Houses Down) and Pete working on mic placement.

Matt (8 Houses Down) and Pete working on mic placement.

Ika through the glass.

Ika through the glass.

Josh and Ika working on the arrangement.

Josh and Ika working on the arrangement.

Tambou!

Tambou!

Things got a little crazy.

Things got a little crazy.

1 Song #9 — The Family Tree

Family Tree

Family Tree

[UPDATE: You can download this song and others for free here]

Hey there!  Long time no see, eh?  Song number nine is in the bag, and is here for your listening pleasure.  There is also a stack of almost finished songs in my head, so you better roll up your pants.  The flood gates are about to be unleashed.  Okay, I’ve run out of cheesy clichés, so here is song number 9.  The Family Tree:

 

The story begins in the sandhills of Nebraska.  My wife’s family has owned a cattle ranch in the western part of the state for several generations.  Most people—especially if you driven through on I-80—think of Nebraska as pretty flat and boring.  But, if you get off the beaten path just a bit, it is quite beautiful.  Rolling hills and grass as far as the eye can see, lakes and rivers, and huge magnificent sunsets are just the beginning of the wonders you might see.

The Lone Tree (pictured above) may not seem like a wonder of nature, but it has a history, or perhaps legend, that makes it significant to the hearts of one family. The Lone Tree stands on the road leading out to the home place at the family ranch. There aren’t many trees that grow out there that aren’t a part of someone’s homestead. The story passed down is that my wife’s great grandfather saw this tree trying to grow up in the sand when it was just a sapling. It was alone and far from a water source, so he began to water it when he would drive past. Perhaps he emptied the remainders of his canteen. It was (and pretty much still is) the only tree growing all alone along the long sandy road. I thought this was a beautiful compelling story, so I wrote a song about it.

There you have it; I hope you enjoy!  Be ready for more stuff soon.  Thanks for listening.

Family Tree

words and music by Adam Lockwood

I stand by the side of the road
Watch people come and go
You always emptied your canteen
I dig my roots in the sand
Hold on to what I can
And let the wind wash over me

Oh…

In the wind I sway
My branches bend and break
And tumble to the ground

The tempest tears my leaves
Stripped and bare I plead
For peace to rain down

And the winds of mercy carry my seeds
To a distant land far from me
I pray that love will forever watch over you
As you’ve cared for me

While other trees may fall
I will stand tall
Because you’ve given me a drink

When the storm has passed
We will see what lasts
And that love has carried me

And the winds of mercy carry my seeds
To a distant land far from me
I pray that love will forever watch over you
As you’ve cared for me