Slaid, Many years ago you gave me a cassette with one of your early recordings. (I lived in South Berwick and was friends with your mom and dad.) It was about a train ride through Somersworth, NH. It beautifully described what you were seeing. Unfortunately I cannot find it. What would I have to do to get a copy? Russell Tarason
Russell Tarason! Haven't heard that name in a blue moon. I don't recall ever singing a song about riding a train through Somersworth. Funny how memory works. My first cassette is "The Promise" and you might be thinking of a childhood-in-Maine song called Sweet Summertime. We recently found some 25-year-old cassettes in a friend's barn, so I can send you one if you send your address to Karen: firstname.lastname@example.org
Good to hear from you Russell,
I've stood in pounding rain, jungle to arctic. I've stood in -60 in many places. I've stood in sun to bright to look at, some to be under.
I've listened to you "in person" and recorded.
You are a speaker of words.
I've wondered what pushes and pulls you along your days.
With deserved respect.
I was saying I have a son cause me and his mother split before he was born. It wasn't my choice. I do have a choice though and that's to do great things with music. It's in my blood and soul. If I didn't at least try to reach out to you then I wouldn't have been following my dreams and that's not something I want my son struggling with when he's my age; wondering if you just give up on dreams cause they are improbable. I want him to see me chasing them. I can explain more when and if you call. If I don't answer it's cause I'm from the boonies and I don't get the best service. if you leave a voicemail I'll call back, I'll call back blown away and and happier than I truthfully have ever been; I can say that with 100% certainty.Slaid Cleaves responded on 08/23/2017