Echoes Single
Release Date: Jan 13, 2017
My friend Katie Leede’s family owned the old Ford estate in Maine. She decided to have her wedding at a quaint little chapel on the grounds there in the early 1990’s and asked me to play The Wedding March at the ceremony. Other than being terrified that I was going to hit some bad notes and send the happy couple off with broken ears, I was thrilled to be a part of it and excited to spend some of the summer in Maine. While I was there I camped out in Mr. Leede’s library listening to his vast collection of records. I discovered some albums by a great piano player from the 1950’s named George Feyer. Every album was entitled Echoes of Spain, or Echoes of France, or Echoes of Childhood, Echoes of This or That, etc., … AND THEY WERE INCREDIBLE!
So, when I returned to Los Angeles, the word ECHOES was in my mind and I was fascinated with the power or music to emotionally connect in ways that other art forms might not – particularly when it came to trying to recapture that elusive and euphoric feeling of a love from long ago. Echoes had become in my mind not only related to sounds but also to feelings that might reverberate over time. I don’t know how I did it, but I came up with the melody and later the lyrics for the song and got together with my rhythm section (Bob Birch, Rick Latham and Efren Toro). I had Jan Stevens secure Peter Kelsey to engineer and Terry Wollman to play rhythm guitar and I laid down what became the first demo for the song.
Thanks to Terry’s beautiful rhythm guitar, the song had a little of the Bossa Nova feel. The lyrics told the story of a long ago love and I started thinking about people that could sing it properly and convey its emotional depth. As I listened to it more and more it became apparent to me that there was something quite special about it. I certainly did not consider myself a vocalist but knew that this song deserved to get out.
The great Walter Annenberg was a friend of mine and I called him to ask how I could get it to Frank Sinatra, knowing that they were friends (Frank’s wedding was at his house). He immediately called Danny Schwartz, Frank’s neighbor at Tamarisk in the desert. Danny called and had me come over to play the song for him… and he loved it! Later that day he gave it to Barbara Sinatra… and she loved it! Barbara put it on Frank’s bedside table but unfortunately he had trouble with his cassette player and never got around to listening to it. Days later his best friend Jilly Rizzo died in a horrific car crash and I’m sure listening to my silly song was the last thing Frank wanted to do.
So, I put that dream out of my mind and continued to think about how to improve it. It needed strings and I knew that one of the most accomplished and innovative string arrangers around was Paul Buckmaster. As it turns out, Paul had worked at Capitol many times and my friend Paula Salvatore put me in touch with him. I took the song over and Paul devised an incredible arrangement that we eventually recorded with a warm string section in Studio B at Capitol.
Many years later, tracks from that original demo (including Dan Higgins’ beautifully whimsical flute) were used when we overdubbed Craig Stull’s tender guitar and deleted my less-than-optimal vocals. Twenty-seven-time Grammy-winner Al Schmitt mixed the song in Capitol Studio A and that is the single that plays worldwide today. Be forewarned, however, it is frighteningly possible that I might rework the lyrics and release a vocal version someday.