Date Rape
Moving a family involves a cast of thousands.
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And when we were loading up to move to STL my wife and I worked a 12-hour day standing alongside that very truck in my avatar. I had five people assist (four if you include my father's "supervision" assisting): My mother (who tackled the child angle),
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And this is where my title fits in. First, he plied me with Monster drinks in the garage fridge. Secondly, he presented me with a box of Macanudo tubos - ! - Then he worked me like a beast of burden.
I feel dirty.

My wife deserves half that box of cigars for watching the kids alone for 12 hours!
Eight hours later our 26' U-Haul was loaded and we were in Granbury where he hired a 20-year old college student to unload the truck so I could make my way back home. With it being a holiday and every State, City, Town & Municipality cop on the road trapping speeders, I had to restrain myself from driving 100+ mph across Interstate 20, my usual modus operandi. This decision was just one in a confluence of events which lead me to overwhelming enjoy an unexpected surprise: Redwoods.
Seeing the cover didn't bring back any memories of the entry whatsoever (though I did go back and read it as soon as I got home), and the minimalistic title gave me no clues. A quick check of the track listing wasn't conclusive, as I couldn't tie anything together on my own. Of the 21 tracks I wasn't familiar with fifteen of them. Because there were so many cops out, I simply put my cruise on the speed limit - something I almost never do. And because I wasn't barrel-assing across the Interstate at a hundred miles an hour dodging traffic, I was more relaxed. Finally, because I had been worked like a beast of burden I was exhausted. Everything formed the perfect shell in which to enjoy this very discrete album.
I popped in the disc and was immediately rewarded.
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Unlike Excelsior! where each theme was selected for its individual properties and woven into a tapestry of similarly oriented themes for an overall purpose, Redwoods appears to try to accomplish perhaps a less difficult task, and in doing so, allows for greater continuity. I'll put it this way: Even of the albums I have, the tracks are made better on this disc than they are in their original setting, because they all compliment each other.
I may have to shelve Excelsior! for awhile, because I've found a new favorite.
Thanks Swash. You're full of surprises.
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As I mention in my notes, I wanted to create something much more intimate than the bombast of the several projects that had come before it. It was originally intended to be more of a follow-up to Songs of the Heavens, its sequel Grace: More Songs of the Heavens and Connections ( the latter of which was, essentially, another Songs of the Heavens entry but I had decided to move away from that terminology because people were ascribing a spiritual aspect to those mixes that I wasn't comfortable with).
While not reflected in the entry, Redwoods actually became something that was very personal to me over the course of compiling it. I have wondered since its creation how accessible the disc actually is to anybody because of how specific to how I was feeling and where I was at the time when I assembled it. It was expressing something very specific and very private. It is a very subtle album (more so, I think, than any of its antecedents), and not being connected to any particular fandom, I rarely ever hear any feedback or it.
I'm very glad that you're enjoying it.
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The difference, to me, between this album and the others you mentioned can be summed up in a single word: Passion. The tracks on this album emote something fierce. And while the others are enjoyable and well done, they lack the emotional strength this one provides. Based solely upon the tracks I do recognize, they were written during scenes meant to evoke an emotional response, and you've done a fine job not only in having collected them, but equally as important, in collating them.
The only thing you've ever asked in return for your albums is feedback. I wish to unabashedly provide that from my humble perspective.
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I miss you sharing music with me. :(
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Unseasonably cool tonight.
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