Week 13...

I'm gonna keep this one short and sweet. This has been a busy week, so I thought I would scale down this song and just record it live. Well, live, all except for the whistles at the end. I'm not so good at whistling. I mic'd the guitar amp and my voice and pressed record. It ain't the prettiest thing you've ever heard, but it'll do.

Charleston circa 2005

My desire to do this Otis Redding song sprang from some serious spring fever. With that comes the gravitational pull of my soul towards the ocean. I love standing on the shoreline with the waves lapping at my feet. I look out into all of that green-blue water and realize how incredibly small I am. And at that point, everything is just right.

It was beautiful today. My wife and I worked outside in our garden. We ate lunch at our picnic table. We talked and laughed. It was great, but personally, I would have rather been sitting on the dock of the bay wastin' time, (with her by my side, of course.)

Enjoy, 

Christopher

P.S. Please don't make fun of my whistling.

P.S.2.0 The reason this week is so busy is that I am playing at Charlotte One on Tuesday night and Ridge Church this Sunday morning.  You should come hang out with me, if you'd like.

     Recorded March 26, 2012. My two year old, Ames Emmanuel was eating lunch while I set up for this recording. The first couple of takes, he was awfully loud. He would bang his water bottle on the table or sing or say that he had to potty. Needless to say, after lunch, he went off to enjoy nap time. 

     "Dock of the Bay" written by Otis Redding and Steve Cropper.