Samaritan is almost home

Photo: Desert Rose
This last weekend, my friend James Reed and I had the time to wrap up recording the final touches on our upcoming Cd demo - "Samaritan". We started the recording project much earlier this spring and are so excited to have this stage of making a cd complete.

All the songs on the CD ( You turned on the light, Blind, Brothers and Sisters dance, See-breathe-exhale-sing, Come to the water and Silver Moon) are original recordings that came out of a personal time of renewed interest and hope in creating, writing and performing music throughout the spring and summer of 2007.

Thanks to you all that encouraged me to get back to creating music - I feel as if a part of me that was asleep has woken up with much to say and share. Thanks to my family (Ian, Heather and Nigel) for not minding having "Pizza again" for dinner when I was working on creative projects - this would not have been possible without your help and love. Thanks to my drummer and friend, James Reed, for his generosity and playing coffee houses galore while we were working these songs out. Thanks to Jacinta Whitcome for encouraging me to press on in the creative process, even when I wasn't sure where it was going. Thanks for David Trusso from Chadakoin Audio for all his input, bass contributions to recording and technical skill in working out all the recording. Thanks to God for giving me this time, vision, and songs to share a musical story of love, hope and reconciliation.

For a little listen to what the music sounds like, visit my music page: Tara Lamont Music. What is currently posted are simple recordings, the new tracks have been professionally recorded. As soon as mixing and duplication are complete - CD's will be available for purchase. A CD release party is in the works for sometime in September in both Jamestown and Warren areas. These events will most likely be held in local coffee houses - exactly where these songs were first played.

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Unknown said…

I'm on my way to your music page! I've been a horrible blog friend--so incommunicative! I hope to do a little catching up over the next few weeks!

And I'm gonna wanna get my hands on a CD!

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