Gilead Road  just came out with a CD.  I mean, really.  Not a pretend one.  A real one.  I feel like I’m a kid in my bedroom singing with my hairbrush/microphone and there’s a knock at the door and someone says, “What are you doing in here with your hairbrush?  The record company is on the phone!”  Ok, so it’s not exactly a record company.  These days if you know your way around recording software (Glenn does) and you can tap your savings account for (actual) microphones and the cost of printing the CDs, then presto-zingo-bingo!  You open the front door one morning and the UPS man has dropped off a box of CDs.  With your very own picture on the front!  My heart is pitter-pattering away with excitement and nervous joy.  

Glenn writes these songs that slay me.  The truth is, some of them grab me as soon as I hear them and then there are others that sneak up on me when I least expect it.  “That’s a really gorgeous song,” I tell him.  

“Oh yeah?” he says.  “You didn’t like it when you first heard it.” 

“Whaddya mean I didn’t like it?  I liked it fine.”

“You just kinda went ‘Huh’ when I  first played it for you.”

“Well, that was then.  This is now.  And now I like it, a LOT.  Play it again.”

He writes about his grandpa growing old and mis-remembering who Glenn is when he visits.  He writes about his great-great grandma and her moonshine still in the backwoods of Idaho.  He writes about a mail boat exploding on the river in those same backwoods; a chatty superintendent who tells him he left the west coast because he was “too gay for the Castro”; and a line worker in a storm, missing his home in Tennessee.  And the stories keep pouring out of the guitar and I get to join in and lend my voice in solos and harmonies.  

Come hear the music.  Come join us as we celebrate this collection of songs now available on the eponymously* named CD released by Gilead Road.

Gilead Road performs!
 8:00 p.m.
 Wednesday, October 16, 2019
 Best Video Film & Cultural Center
 1842 Whitney Ave.
 Hamden, CT 
 

*Look it up, I had to.