Wilory Records
Terri Hendrix Press Kit & Media
Wilory Records
Terri Hendrix Press Kit & Media

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
NEW 6 - 22 - 10 Terri Hendrix
“Cry Till You Laugh”
Book that ties into “Cry Till you Laugh” (August 2010)
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