One of the many things I’m deeply grateful for is a sense of place, of belonging, a connection to my southern heritage---my roots. One autumn, after a trip to my home in Mississippi that was way too short, I found myself back in New York City, at work playing my Broadway show, but longing to be back at my father’s cabin in the woods, overlooking Little River. I remember feeling very sad, and my heart ached to be back in that natural surrounding I loved since I was a kid.
I turned to my piano to give a voice to these feelings, these thoughts of trees, rivers, light, family—all the images that were still with me since my visit had felt so brief and incomplete. What I carried with me to the recording studio were the images in my mind, my feelings, and a list of song titles. What is included in this compilation was a sort of ‘free play’, an improvised collection created for my own inner peace.