In case anyone is concerned, my folks aren't dead. All of the songs on this album are works of fiction. That's not my folks up there on the bricks. I don't know the girls on the beach, or the old women on the front cover, though I am curious how they got a picture of me in my cap and gown and why they have it on their wall.
The times next to the tracks refers to the time when I hit "save" for the first time on the file after I recorded it, so it's a rough estimation of when I finished each song. I set up two mics, one for my singing and one for my acoustic guitar, and adlibbed sixteen songs in a row (the next day putting the minor overdubs on those basic tracks). One of them I didn't feel like putting on here, but I liked the rest of them. When this album is re-released after I'm dead, some jackass will put the song I didn't want on here as a bonus track. He might even insert it in its "rightful" place (according to when it was recorded), which would be after track 13.
This album is made to be listened to at night in the dark, possibly with headphones. Please accept my apologies and also my love.
--Rusty W. Spell, PhD
Copyright (c) Mar 2003 by Rusty Spell and Love and Letters Music