Story

“On my finger tips” was the prompt for this song.  I remember sitting in the waiting room at a doctor’s office and the opening line scrolled through my mind—“Seaweed, ‘round my ankle, a cork-screwed tentacle.”  This oceanic dreamscape became an example of my subconscious knowing things before the rest of me did.  I wrote it pretty quickly—in an attempt to describe cycles of resentment and misunderstanding that were tearing my relationship apart.  A relationship that, at that time, I thought was fine.  

As for the recording, I was a big fan of Anna Tivel’s album “The Question” that came out in 2019—and had it on repeat for a good while. I approached her after seeing her play at The Basement in Nashville, and she graciously agreed to add her vocal magic to this track. This is the first track on the album for which I wrote the string arrangement…and I am really proud of how it turned out, through the artistry of the Atwood Quartet.