getting goose-pimples or chicken skin,
A moment I will never forget, happened at a session a few weeks ago. I was hired to add Steel parts to some original 'Alt Country / Folk' tunes by an artist in Niagara Falls. This was his second self produced CD.
He had a home studio setup in a spare bedroom of his house. The tracks were mostly done days before. There were only the two of us, me playing Steel and the artist handling the engineering / producing role.
One of the songs "My Only Son" was quite sad. It told a story of how an 18 year old son told dad he just became a soldier, and 10 months later was killed.
The song wasn't anti (or pro) war. It was just a father's lament about loosing his child.
I commented on how moving the song was. I was told it's a true story, and the studio we are sitting in was the boys bedroom, for his first, and only, 18 years.
