THE STORY OF THE NEXT SINGLE, HERE I AM
"Here I Am" will go live June 30 at iTunes, Amazon, Spotify and a host of others. Very cool. To me. Before the "official" blog post on June 30, this post is more about the backstory of "Here I Am," how it was created.
The picture above is yet another gorgeous little town in Tuscany, called Grosseto. There my story begins…
After I had finished playing a short tour in Italy, my manager, Annette Jarvie suggested I attend one of Robert Fripp’s Guitar Craft seminars, which was being held near Florence. I landed in Grosseto, the lone mature female in a class made up entirely of teenage Italian boys, who were expecting a rock idol encounter with the great Freep.
To their amazement, Fripp’s Guitar Craft – to me – was a guitar yoga, an individual guitarist’s concentration on playing precise plectrum-focused string pattern compositions.
Hourly. Living in monastic simplicity for a week or so.
"No espresso?! Impossibile! Mama!!"
I discovered Gurdjieff’s “remember where you are” philosophy at that villa in Tuscany. I did not succeed in the discipline, but I did compose two songs in that Fripp tuning.
The music for “Here I Am” was written there, in that mesmerizing guitar style, when I wandered off, yet again, from what I was supposed to be practicing. The first phrase happened, I pulled out a melody and found the chords I needed. With that music without lyrics playing in my mind, I traveled to Venice.
There, as I stood in the phenomenally imposing hall of the Great Council of Venice in the Palazzo Ducale, the first lyric, “Here I am” tumbled out of my imagination. Now, as I write this, I am struck by the coincidence of Gurdjieff’s profound “remember where you are” and my little “here I am.”
A presto, i miei amici.