Pat Barber | Songs from the Bus of Love

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Songs from the Bus of Love

by Pat Barber

Pat played a song, someone clapped, so he moved to Nashville, wrote, pitched and honed his skills at "The Songwriter Center of the Universe, Bluebird Cafe" (Vince Gill) After 12 Music City years, then 12 on the road, here's Pat's most requested originals
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1. Jonesin'
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2. The Cure
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3. Turbo
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4. Dawn
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5. Woodbine
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6. Honkytonkified
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7. Come Next Spring
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8. Nelly and Lucinda
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9. Granny White
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10. Zach Came Home
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ABOUT THIS ALBUM


Album Notes
Songs we chose for Bus of Love are an overview: The History of Pat. The first tracks see life through my me-centered co-dependent addictive perspective, a formula that makes the top 40. Naturally, the first song of mine Music City embraced was The Cure. The Fix and Junky Love were working titles because I just put a girl where the bottle used to be. Faith Hill was one several artist who wanted to cut it. A friend of mine was painting her house, gave her a demo cassette. I thought I was in with a platinum artist album cut for a paycheck of at least $40,000! Then she met Tim McGraw, dropped Capitol Records...and me. Later songs take pictures from a wider lens and I feel better about them but you gotta start somewhere.

I was starting over in Nashville, sober (after my alcoholism ended a marriage to my college dream girl) in the middle of many other musician who were also "Hard Cider Fatalities." Townes Van Zandt, who I met at a New Life Lodge sober New Year's Eve party, gave me songwriting advice. "Write what you know. Don't write for the DJ or the Billboard top 40." We traded tunes in the back of Tootsie's Orchid Lounge. Dawn, track 5, was years in the writing. Townes would listen and say "I like it but it ain't done yet." I'd probably still be working on it if I didn't just stop writing and tell it to the microphone.

My first years walking "the way of twang" were spent singing writers nights, mostly at the Bluebird Cafe. Amy Kurland, the owner and her father, Shelly gave me work on their homes, anything from laying stone to night time remodels of the Bluebird Bar or bathrooms. Then I got interest in the possibilities of the Internet and put Bluebird Writers in The Round online. Amy made me Broadcast Manager getting the Bird as many as 18,000,000 video views per month-8 YEARS before YouTube. Yeah. We did it first. I'm proud of that. The Bluebird and it's writers went international. Even Ted's Turner South network saw our webcasts and made an Emmy nominated TV version for 5 seasons.

As you may have seen in ABC's hit series, Nashville, songwriters often perform their songs first at the Bluebird because Amy and her trademark "Shhhhhhh!" made it a great place to play to people wanting to hear original songs performed by the songwriter and often, the stories that inspired the songs. So, in the I.T.R. tradition (songwriters in the round) here's what inspired the Bus of Love songs.

Jonesin: Momma's restless "irritable and discontent". My parents converted to Seventh Day Adventist before I was born. Dance halls became off limits but Don (a WWII vet) and Zora (an un-wed mother) met and fell in love at a dance! I don't blame her for chasing that first euphoric feeling when Dad rescued swept her out from under that shame cloud and down the isle of redemption. Marriage! Religion smothered her. Dancing made her feel alive...

The Cure: A junky wants a fix. A drunk wants a bottle. If you're clean and sober those solutions are off limits, how about re-visiting the childhood angst trying to fix Mommy and rescue a girl...like good ol' Dad!

Turbo. I didn't know how much I loved her, till I killed her. Sorry.

Woodbine: Failing at everything earned me a seat at one of those clubhouses where people play spades. smoke and drink coffee between meetings. I couldn't make my own life work so I decided to help "those people". Hahahahaha!

Dawn: Hal Binum wrote a smash crossover hit for Kenny Rogers called Lucille. He tried to help me write a hit song. Frustrated, he asked me once: "Pat, do you want to make a living writing songs or do you want to tell your story. Pick one." I didn't ignore ALL of his advice. I loved the way he set up Lucille. "In a bar in Toledo, across from the Depot, on a bar stool she took off her ring." One line and your right there and you want to know what happens next. How about, "It was Nashville on a foggy night, in the red glow of my meter light I watched her steppin out from a shadow..." Music City in 1990 was like Sodom and Gamorrah for a kid who grew up in the Rocky Mountains between a couple of vegetarian Jesus lovers. The mayor was named Bill Boner. While he was in divorce court he did a Donahue interview with his fiance. She bragged about his pre-Viagra 7 hour erection. Bill's brother Greenie, a nickname he earned by flashing rolls of cash around, owned a string of massage parlors. When his girls got worned out, they could walk Dickerson Road, waving at the cars, smiling coquettishly. No way would Country Music Radio play this song but my peers gave me the Horizon award for it. "Most promising new songwriter to hit town." Someday I'd like to make good on that promise.

So, that's what you'd get on a Bluebird writers night. Songs from the writers, stripped down and real. Now, take some Music Business legends, players and producers and make me sound like a recording artist! Dogpile, my record label, is basically a monster, legendary recording duo: Bill Halverson and Jack Sundrud. Bill is famous for his live recording expertise. Projects he's worked on read like the History of Rock and Roll including Johnny Cash Live at Folsom Prison, Cream Live, CSNY's Deja Vu, Jimmy Hendrix and The Experience to name drop a few. Jack Sundrud moved to Nashville in '81 and has done it all since then. Bass, guitar and vocalist and songwriter for many platinum recording artists including his own record deal with Great Plains. So, put the talent and experience of these two guys behind some great mics and a mixing console, add Who's Who of Music City's best players, throw in the Mystical Mojo of recording in a secret location, a Carter Family home where Mother Maybelle slept in a dirt floored shack by the swimming pool and something BIG and Cool has to happen.

What happened when I got with em was 10 Songs From the Bus of Love. They, like millions of YouTube viewers, were fascinated by my Solar-Water powered tour bus. I've had moderate success on the charts as a songwriter thanks to an Irish Diva, Karen Flynn recording 3 of my songs...for her European Tour. But my experiments with using Solar Power to split water into Hydrogen fuel and drive with it (HHO fuel cells) got me more fame than my songs. All three of my many fans would shoot me if I didn't capitalize on my record deal by promoting green fuel. I hope everyone is happy, my following of happy, green living hippie, alternative living types and 2 legendary producers who just like to record great songs.

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jack sherman

a unique journey to the heart of America
I love this CD! It is not often one finds a gem like this--that speaks to me. Pat has travelled the road LESS travelled--and has come home to make this beautiful music.
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