Cry Till You Laugh

CD & Book

Release Date: June 22nd, 2010

Terri Hendrix 

 

Terri Hendrix handles curveballs gracefully. After all, Cry Till You Laugh, the vibrant musical travelogue released June 22 on her own homegrown Wilory Records, was originally meant to be strictly a jazz album. The muse disagreed. 

Enter Plan B: Never questioning direction, the classically trained vocalist, multi-instrumentalist (guitar, mandolin and harmonica) and songwriter gladly traced byways from Texas to Tennessee toward the Delta and beyond. She interwove scat singing jazz with folk, blues, and even (on “The Berlin Wall”), Gothic Americana, and drew inspiration from such diverse influences as Dorothy Parker, Sonny Terry and the Pointer Sisters. All of the above colors Hendrix’s writing and performances throughout this joyful journey that she calls “a yin and yang of life.”

Cry Till You Laugh has been getting great response at radio (receiving widespread airplay and currently climbing the Americana, AAA and Folk DJ airplay charts) and in the press — from Texas all the way to the U.K. England's Maverick magazine called it “quite simply a 100% Terri Hendrix tour de force,” which goes hand in hand with another early listener’s remark that the whole record feels like a big slice of summer. But although Hendrix has always preferred to celebrate the light rather than wallow in the blues, she’s no stranger to facing the dark head-on. “I’ve been dealing with epilepsy for 20 years,” she says frankly. “I use cheat sheets when I play now, to combat memory loss.”

And yet, as Jim Beal noted in his San Antonio Express-News review of the album, when she wrestles with such burdens, “Hendrix isn’t about to open a vein to satisfy curmudgeons.” While noting that Hendrix “digs deep to confront human weaknesses and foibles” on several songs, he concludes that “Part of the beauty of Terri Hendrix’s music is she’s among the best at recognizing, writing about and celebrating resilience and common ground, the things we can all cry, and laugh, about.”

“It’s like trying to sail when I’m nowhere near the sea/Some things come so easily, but not for me,” Hendrix sings determinedly on “Einstein’s Brain.” “Hey, I’m no Mickey Mantle, but I’ve got his smile/I cry till I laugh, that’s what I do.” The song willfully personifies the San Antonio native’s motto to “own your own universe.” Broken down: Slow not for obstacles. Live fully. Improve.

Challenge yourself. Hendrix has broken barriers as effortlessly as others concede defeat. Most notably, she effectively sketched the blueprint for today’s do-it-yourself revolution 15 years ago. “I got three rejection letters for my first record, Two Dollar Shoes, and one pretty much said ‘No, and get a day job,’” she recalls. “So, I put it out on my own label. By the end of the summer, I had paid off the record and a student loan. After that, I got satisfaction out of just flat not quitting.” As she sings on “Come Tomorrow, “(It’s) an uphill battle just to prove our worth/Move on, come tomorrow.” Persistence clearly pays.

They say blessings come disguised. Those rejections became hers: A dozen albums later – including high watermarks earthy (2004’s The Art of Removing Wallpaper) and ethereal (2007’s The Spiritual Kind) – enthusiasts hail Hendrix as Texas’ premier independent musician. (If you must judge by company kept, she co-wrote a Grammy winning song with the Dixie Chicks.) She’s also crisscrossed the globe with her energetic live show, leaving audiences spiritually charged — from theaters to major festival stages. 

Recently, Hendrix enjoyed a tangible reflection of her passion: In early June, she was inducted into to the South Texas Music Walk of Fame in Corpus Christi, joining such Lone Star luminaries as Guy Clark, Kris Kristofferson and all four original Texas Tornados. She also received the Art of Peace Award from St. Mary’s University in her hometown of San Antonio, honoring her for creating art in the service of peace, justice and human understanding. And, come early 2011, she will be given an Outstanding Alumni Award by Hardin-Simmons University in Abilene, where she studied music on scholarship. The award is given each year to three recipients who have attained outstanding achievements in their field of endeavor, community, state or nation.

They’re all high honors, but Hendrix has her sights set on deeper personal fulfillment. “This record is about being on the field of life,” she says. “It’s not about sitting in the bleachers and whining. We all have crosses to bear. I put a few of mine to music.”

Not to mention on the page. Keep an eye peeled for Hendrix’s companion collection of essays (also called Cry Till You Laugh), which she will release exclusively via her website later this summer.

Track Listing

1. Wail Theory (Poems by Dorothy Parker, Arr. Terri Hendrix) 2:00

2. Slow Down (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines) 3:44

3. Automatic (Jon Michael Sumler, Western Desert BMI) 3:45

4. Hand Me Down Blues (Terri Hendrix) 3:50 

5. Roll On (Terri Hendrix) 4:15

6. Einstein's Brain (Terri Hendrix) 3:25

7. You Belong In New Orleans (Ike Eichenberg, BMI) 3:05

8. Sometimes (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines) 3:25

9. The Berlin Wall (Terri Hendrix) 3:05

10. Hand Me Down Blues Reprise (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines) 1:27

11. 1000 Times (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines) 3:00

12. Hula Mary (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines) 4:32

13. Come Tomorrow (Terri Hendrix) 3:02

14. Whatachoice (Terri Hendrix) 0:33

15. Take Me Places (Ike Eichenberg, Amy Hall, Ike Eichenberg Music BMI) 3:05

About The Songs & Book

By Terri Hendrix

Lyrics

1. Wail Theory (Poems by Dorothy Parker, Arr. Terri Hendrix) 

It was fellow Texan songwriter Adam Carroll that loaned me my first Dorothy Parker book. When I first read Dorothy Parker’s “Wail,” the words sung to me. Her piece “Theory” sung to me as well. It then seemed only natural that I merge her two poems with harmonica and call it “Wail Theory.”

***

Love has gone a-rocketing

That is not the worst

I could do without the thing

And not be the first

Joy has gone

The way it came

That is nothing new

I could get along the same

Many people do

Into love

And out again

Thus I went

And thus I go

Spare your voice

And hold your pen

Well and bitterly I know

All the songs

Were ever sung

All the words were ever said

Could it be

When I was young

Someone dropped me

On my head

2. Slow Down (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines)

I had this half-time chord progression, used in the chorus, for years. I worked out the kinks in this song during sound checks at the Cactus Cafe in Austin, Texas. I brought Lloyd in to help me wrap up these lyrics as I was making an easy subject matter too hard to comprehend. 

***

I’ve been runnin’ in circles

I’ve been thinkin’ in squares

I’ve been swimmin’ in quicksand

And I’m comin’ up for air

Slow down

I gotta slow down

The Virgin de Guadalupe

Is on a candle by my bed

If you wanna see a scary movie

Just look inside my head

Slow down

I gotta slow down

I’m outside the inbox

I dance on my stopwatch

I’ve got tattoos and dreadlocks

In another universe

I wanna go to enchanted mountain

Where make believe is real

Where faith is alive

And love is all I feel

I’m gonna make time

Take time

To soak it all in

I’m gonna meet up

With my friends

I’m gonna lose my pride

Step aside

And let something new begin

Slow down

I gotta slow down

I’ve been runnin’ in circles

I’ve been thinkin’ in squares

I’m gonna drive out to the desert

My brain needs a little fresh air

Slow down

I gotta slow down

Oh, I’m gonna take it slow

3. Automatic (Jon Michael Sumler)

It was almost 20 years ago that I ended up with a cassette of one of my all-time favorite songs, “Automatic” by Mike Sumler. I knew, without a doubt, that “Cry Till You Laugh” was the album “Automatic” would fit best on. Somehow, after all these years, I ended up with the original demo of it, and after contacting Mike, found out that no other copy could readily be found. So with shaky hands, I played my cassette version of his tune one last time with it warbling in and out so I could capture it on my iPhone. Sighing with relief that I “had it,” I then ventured into the studio (the very next day) and transferred his song from my iPhone to my project’s hard drive. Shortly after, we played through it a few times as a band and recorded it. I had lived that song for so many years, the rough vocal I recorded that day in the studio ended up being my final take.

 

In the book, I turned this song into a chapter on what comes “automatic” when you make music your livelihood. This includes things like travel, learning an instrument, writing, maintaining health, and summoning the courage to play in front of an audience.

***

The band at the St. Elmore just showed up for work

The place is on fire

I got it straight from the clerk

A tenor sax is burnin’

People pass out from the heat

Unidentified flying notes are heard above the street

But meanwhile in a Buick on the other side of town

Sits a party of one with the windows rolled down

Lost in the fog and can’t find a light

The radio’s wailin’ out into the night

The automatic democratic chromatic acrobatics of the blues

The man with the harp is tellin’ the news

A harmonic hurricane in a gone pair of shoes

You can catch him down on Vine Street from four until late

He don’t mind tellin’ it till he thinks you’ve got it straight

But meanwhile across town in a cold water flat

A man sits in the kitchen in a pork-pie hat

Plays his horn to the walls, there’s no one else around

His eyes light up, it’s the only sound in town

The automatic democratic chromatic acrobatics of the blues

Some people sing it and some people shout it

Some sit on TV and talk about it

Sometimes it’s so sweet and sometimes it stings

But it’s always more than all of these things

These old chair and these tables met before I was born

The curtain on the stage is all beat and torn

It looks like hell in the daylight but it’s heaven at night

It’s the sound in the air that makes it all right

A bar full of strangers on 11th and Grand

Quietly drink to the death of their plans

Times are tough now but they won’t be always

Things start lookin’ better when the juke box plays

The automatic democratic chromatic acrobatics of the blues

 

4. Hand Me Down Blues (Terri Hendrix) 

Moods, just like weights, have a gravitational pull. It’s so easy to roll downhill with the force. Some days are an uphill climb. But when things happen in life that I can’t get over or climb, I try to tunnel through instead.

 

I took the lyric from this song, “Some things you don’t get over, you just get through,” and created a chapter called “Wail Theory” with essays about life’s proverbial “lemons” and “lemonade” and finding a way to learn from both.

***

Where’d you get those

Hand me down blues

You gave’em to me

I gave‘em back to you

Now every time I see you

You’re layin’ around

Pullin’ you up

Is draggin’ me down

You’re draggin’ me down

How can things look up

If you’re starin’ at your shoes

Talkin’ ‘bout the future

Like it’s yesterday’s news

You close the blinds

To block the view

And pull another all-nighter

In your hand me down blues

Your hand me down blues

Some things you don’t get over

You just get through

Life happened to me

And it happened to you

Hear the church bells chime

Feel the pendulum swing

Get ready for whatever

The days gonna bring

Sometimes I shake

Sometimes I sing

With the hand me down

Hand me down blues

Where’d you get those

Hand me down blues

You gave‘em to me

I gave‘em back to you

             

5. Roll On (Terri Hendrix)

After playing the Ann Arbor Folk Festival, Lloyd and I were stuck on an interstate in Michigan during a white out. A native Texan, I’d never experienced anything quite like it. As the hours ticked by, we waited it out on the interstate, with the engine off, in the cold, to conserve gas. We had our eyes wide open, but were unable to see anything but white blinding snow pummeling us on I 94.

 

I based a chapter in my book on this song, along with “Come Tomorrow.” The subject matter embodies perseverance, Mother Nature, and organic gardening and its symbolic relation to living a full life.

***

Too many people

On the streets

With bills to pay

Babies to feed

Places to get to

With red lights in the way

If time is money

We’re coming up short today

Threadbare constellations

Nothing but black skies

Miles and miles of highway

With snow on the sides

Salt on the road

I got salt on my tongue

You can slide with the tears

And still roll on, roll on, roll on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I ain’t gonna lose it

Times are hard

Times are lean

My friends are few

And far between

You, I need you

I need you

Low man on the totem poll

Wants to lasso the moon

Their standing on his shoulders

His hands are on their shoes

I been there

You been there

We know how it feels

To have your hands on everything

On everything but the wheel

I got my hands on everything

On everything but the wheel

Times are hard

Times are lean

My friends are few

And far between

Sister, I need my sister

Brother, I need my brother

You, I need you

We gotta roll on, roll on, roll on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I ain’t gonna lose it

 

6. Einstein’s Brain (Terri Hendrix) 

A smile has and always will be my ally. This is one of the reasons why Mickey Mantle’s smile is mentioned in this song. My brain broke when I was about 7 years old. As I get older, it breaks more often. Laughter has proven to be the best medicine. It’s far cheaper and with fewer side effects than pharmaceuticals. Also, unlike health insurance, “laughter” can’t drop you. It picks you up.

 

In the book, this chapter is all about keeping the Mickey Mantle smile and facing adversity with humor.  On my end, I was officially diagnosed with Epilepsy in 1991, but my medical records date back to 1989 and even further back to my childhood. Unfortunately, last year, history repeated itself and I found myself confronting the same issues I had during the recording and release of “The Art of Removing Wallpaper.” This experience has humbled me, and in opening up about my plight, I’ve encountered people with far greater obstacles than my own. They have in turn challenged me to rise above the trivial, scramble up from self-pity, and rather than stare at my feet with a scowl on my face, reach towards the sun. 

***

If I had Picasso’s hands

Oh, the world I’d draw

If I had Einstein’s brain

Oh, the good I’d do

It’s like tryin’ to sail

When I’m no where near the sea

Some things come so easily

Not for me

Chances have come and gone

I’ve said hello and said so long

Missed the boat and caught a train

Lost my turn

Time and again

It’s like tryin’ to sail

When I’m no where near the sea

Some things come so easily

Not for me

Lately I’ve been thinkin’

I need to rest a while

You can go on chasin’ down the moon

Hey, I’m no Mickey Mantle

But I got his smile

I cry till I laugh

That’s what I do

On the dance floor I’m no Fred Astair

I’ve got two left feet and I don’t care

Without grace I still pray

With the answers light years away

It’s like tryin’ to sail

When I’m no where near the sea

Some things come so easily

Not for me

Not for me

Not for me

If I had Picasso’s hands

Oh, the world I’d draw

And if I had Einstein’s brain …

 

7. You Belong In New Orleans (Ike Eichenberg)

Ike wrote this artful piece about all the things that make me like New Orleans. It nails the significance of New Orleans as one of the have-to-go-to places to experience the melting pot of American music at its finest.

***

When you sing ol’ Nat King Cole

Louis Armstrong

Jelly Roll

You belong in New Orleans

You got style

You got grace

You got the blues

Written on your face

And you belong in New Orleans

If Basie could have heard you

He’d have put you in his band

He’d want to take you with him

To swing across the land

You got zing

You got swing

People come to hear you sing

And you belong in New Orleans

If Bogart could have seen you

He’d have put you on the screen

There never would have been Bacall

He’d want you for his queen

You’re cool

Sure enough

You’re hot

When you strut your stuff

And you belong in New Orleans

 

8. Sometimes (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines)

We had just landed and boarded a bus and were in transit to pick up our rent car when this melody popped in my head. I can’t remember which state we were in as when I wrote this; it seemed we were on the road all the time and the trips were running together like tears. I kept the lyrics simple about the grace that people have to love you in spite of your faults. 

***

Sometimes

I just wanna lay down and cry

Even when

I have no reason why

Sometimes

I know that I’m hard to understand

I’m more trouble

Than I’m worth

But you still hold my hand

Come close

Go away

I disappear

Or I stay

Only moonbeams know

Where my mind goes

Sometimes

I now

What I miss

What I leave you

Like this

To be alone

Feels like a kiss

Goodbye

Sometimes

I just wanna lay down and cry

Even when

I have no reason why

Come close

Go away

You know

I’m here to stay

Sometimes

 

9. The Berlin Wall (Terri Hendrix)

Musically, this was written like one of the many choral pieces I learned when I was studying opera. I had a nightmare, woke up, and charted what I’d dreamt to music. Lyrically, it’s both a metaphor and, literally, about the Berlin Wall, as wherever you laid your head to sleep the night before it was built was, for the most part, where you remained. It’s written from the perspective that wherever there is fear, there’s a wall. And birds, like hope, can make it over the top of the razor wire.

 

I’m an avid researcher of the deregulation of the media. I’ve written songs about this topic in the past and included their lyrics along with further thoughts on this subject, religion, fear, and love.

***

That man is like the ocean wide

Takes me out just like the tide

I wake up on the other side

Of the Berlin wall

The Berlin wall

Sun come up

I blink into it

Slink into it

Nothin’ to it

Morning glories

Heed their call

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

Hooded crows

A flock of grey

Pieces slowly chipped away

A souvenir to recall

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

He can take

And give it back

Am I to weep and crawl

Newfound freedom

Is but a cage

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

Speak to me

Of beauty

Dream to me

Of flying over

Lay me down

To sleep love

Cold against

The shoulder of

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

That man is like the ocean wide

Takes me out just like the tide

I wake up on the other side

Of the Berlin wall

The Berlin wall

Sun come up

I blink into it

Slink into it

Nothin’ to it

Morning glories

Heed their call

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

10. Hand Me Down Blues Reprise (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines)

Sometimes life happens all at once. For me, music is the soundtrack that keeps life consistent in spite of its inevitable ups and downs. It takes time to sort out matters of the heart. Lloyd came up with the melodic dulcimer part that worked perfect with the music I had written. We merged the two together and with the harmonies to create this reprise.

 

11. 1000 Times (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines)

I don’t leave the house without my recorder. Lloyd came up with this melody during sound check before a show held in an historic church in Arkansas. The stage was wooden, so when I later played back the guitar part of his that I’d recorded, the “kick drum” was there, too, courtesy of his foot. I wrote to this, took it to him, and we then recorded the song. Lyrically as well as within the writings in my book, my wish was to capture the loved ones I think of and for one reason or another, don’t always call as often as I should.

***

I have called you

A 1000 times

In my mind

In my mind

And I have loved you

A 1000 times

In my mind

In my mind

If you could see

Inside my soul

You’d find your name in stone

The world may take you far away

But you are not alone

People come

And people go

In my mind

In my mind

Now you have changed

The life I know

A 1000 times

In my mind

I pray for you

In the dark

In my mind

In my mind

I call your name

You appear

A 1000 times

In my mind

If you could see

Inside my soul

You’d find your name in stone

The world may take me far away

But you are not alone

I have called you

A 1000 times

In my mind

And I have loved you

A 1000 times

 

12. Hula Mary (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines)

We did a show in the Virgin Islands, and aside from Lloyd feeding the iguanas French fries, which you are not supposed to do, we had much in common with the people that we met. One in particular, Hula Mary, ventures into the Blue Moon, a favorite pub and restaurant of the locals, with hula hoop in hand to while away her evenings. I found her unique expression of joyful freedom invigorating. Every town has a local with an independent spirit that makes them shine from within more than most. I took the opportunity to write about these “Freethinkers” and how they light the path for the rest of us.

***

She’s got a hula hoop

She knows how to use it

Throws an alley oop

Every time she moves it

Hula Mary

With the yes yes yes

Doin’ the hula hoop

In her blue jean dress

Some live life

As nothin’ but a no show

Leanin’ on the juke box

With their backs to the mojo

Hula Mary

She lights up the place

With a beer in one hand

And a smile on her face

Hula Mary

With the yes yes yes

Doin’ the hula hoop

In her blue jean dress

What happened to the hippies

On the double dutch bus

Whatever happened

To peace and love

Now, when the tide comes in

People twist and shout

Down at the blue moon

People find out

About Hula Mary

And her free spirit

Some people might laugh

But she just don’t hear it

Some folks are wound too tight

To just let to

‘Cause black and white

Is all they know

Hula Mary

She got nothin’ to hide

She’s tie-dyed on the inside

Hula Mary

She got nothin’ to hide

She’s tie-dyed on the inside

From dancin’ Todd to Frisbee Dan

Livin’ off the grid without a plan

They got it right without even tryin’

Too busy livin’ to think about dyin’

Hula Mary

With the yes yes yes

Doin’ the hula hoop

In her blue jean dress

What happened to the hippies

On the double dutch bus

Whatever happened  

Whatever happened

Hula Mary

With the yes yes yes

Doin’ the hula hoop

In her blue jean dress

What happened to the hippies

On the double dutch bus

Whatever happened  

To peace and love

The double dutch bus is comin’ round the bend

Get on board with all my friends

 

13. Come Tomorrow (Terri Hendrix)

If you’ve ever taken a free fall into the dark, then you know it’s not a choice place to take up residence. I’ve landed there a few times. Once I surfaced, I decided that I didn’t believe in the catchall phrase “forgiveness.” There are some things I think are unforgivable. But I don’t believe in wallowing in the muck, either. I’ll always try to lay down and then move on … come tomorrow.

***

We rode out the weather

Like a skippin’ stone

Came to a stop

Called it home

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

Turnin’ nothin’

Into somethin’

To rise from dirt

An uphill battle

Just to prove our worth

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

Sing about forgiveness

If you can forgive

Freefall in the dark

If you know how to live

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

All is to time

All at a cost

Pearls on a string

Fencelines to cross

Catchin’ the light

Before it’s lost

Come tomorrow

Green is the field

Gold is the sun

White is the cotton

I dry my tears on

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

We got the sun on our skin

We’re back on the road

We feel good again

We paid what we owed

Plant what you like

Come up from below

The sorrow

Sing about forgiveness

If you can forgive

Free fall in the dark

If you know how to live

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

We lay down

We move on

Come tomorrow

 

14. Whatachoice (Terri Hendrix)

As I said, I don’t leave home without my recorder. Because of this, I have a collection of nuggets I’ve picked up on the road from across the country. On this particular night, I started recording because I liked how chipper the guy on the intercom at the drive through menu was, but what I caught instead was Lloyd trying to order for me. I got my way (and my cinnamon roll), but best of all, I got a snippet that has made me and my friends laugh so often over the years, I thought I’d share it with you.

 

A longtime motto of my label has been “Own Your Own Universe.” I suppose it’s because every time someone tells me “No,” I find a way to do it anyway. Those I work with feel the same way I do about their own work, so we make a good team. I made the “Whatachoice” chapter in the book about the triumphs and pitfalls of running my own label — think of it as a “crash course” in DIY.

 

15. Take Me Places (Ike Eichenberg, Amy Hall, Ike Eichenberg Music BMI) 

The scatting on “New Orleans” and “Take Me Places” took me well over a month to learn correctly. We’d been doing these songs live for years, and they had each made it onto live albums, but we’d never really broken them down and studied them properly in order to master their complicated parts and really do them justice. Musically, these songs surpassed my expectations. I truly feel we went somewhere with this recording that we had never gone before. Just like the stages my music has taken me that I write about in my book. 

***

These four walls

Are drivin’ me crazy

I’m goin’ nuts

Just hangin’ round

Come on baby

You’re lazy

Pack your bags

Blow this town

Take me to Mexico

Wake me up in Singapore

Maybe we could see Morocco

Take me where I’ve never been before

Come on baby

Don’t you be so boring

Let’s get away

Just pretend

Distant lands

Are givin’ us a callin’

I wanna show you Catmando

Take me to Mexico

Wake me up in Singapore

Maybe we could see Morocco

Take me where I’ve never been before

Think of you and me

Dinin’ in Paris

Strollin’ down the avenue

Holdin’ hands

We could take a plane

Or maybe hop a train

And window shop in Amsterdam

Take me to Mexico

Wake me up in Singapore

Maybe we could see Morocco

Take me where I’ve never been before

Drinkin’ margaritas

With the senoritas

Eaatin’ sukiyaki

In toyko

Maybe chop suey

Just me and you

Come on

Take me to Mexico

Wake me up in Singapore

Maybe we could see Morocco

Take me where I’ve never been before

Take me somewhere exotic

Far away

To a distant shore

A quiet beach could be hypnotic

Take me where I’ve never been before

Credits

Terri Hendrix - vocals, acoustic guitars, electric guitar, harmonica, papoose, mandolin

Lloyd Maines - acoustic guitar, electric guitars, mandolin, papoose, steel, mandotar, gitjo, banjo, steel, dulcimer, percussion, harmony vocals 

Glenn Fukunaga - bass guitar, ukulele

Pat Manske - drums and percussion

keyboards on song 11

John Silva - drums on songs 2 and 12 

Riley Osbourn - piano and keyboards

Drew Womack - harmony vocals on songs 2, 4,5, 10

Richard Bowden - fiddle and cello

John Mills - saxophone and clarinet

Mark "Speedy" Gonzalez - trombone

Stan Smith - clarinet

Recorded at The Zone Recording Studio in Drippings Springs, Texas

Additional recording done at Bubba's Studio and Cedar Creek Studio in Austin, Texas 

Engineered by Pat Manske and Mike Morgan 

Mixed and Mastered by Pat Manske

Produced by Lloyd Maines