I hoped. I wondered. I thought we were too far away from Guadalcanal Diary...but then my iPhone shuffled up some solo stuff from Murray Attaway. I was reminded how much his music and lyrics meant to me...mean to me still. I love his smarmy way, interspersed with soul gripping-ness as he weaves in and out of both. And this way of lacing lyrics helps me move through life. That's pretty much how our conversation went, and I loved it. We recorded this via Skype the morning of April 16, 2015. -Frank