The Dance​/​Grace

from by Steve Lindsley

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I wanted a piano song on Let Go. I just didn’t know what it would be. Originally I wrote this song as a full band tune with a folksy swing to it. But I hesitated recording it that way because, with five other songs and one of them being "Better Off," I didn’t want a full third of the album falling in that genre. On a whim one day I tried banging it out on the piano. It definitely changed the song’s dynamics, but I loved it. I had my piano tune.

Rarely does a song originates in any logical way. This one began, of all places, on an airplane. A flight from Austin to Charlotte one May afternoon. As I was boarding the plane and taking my seat, I noticed a young woman in the row behind me holding a baby of around 14 months. Nothing terribly out of the ordinary – but for some reason I couldn’t shake this. Once the pilot said it was okay to turn on electronic devices I fired up the MacBook and GarageBand. It was strange composing a song this way – tapping out tracks of a guitar chord progression and vocal line into a computer keyboard. I alternated between this and typing lyrics in a Word document. I imagined a story involving this random woman and baby behind me that I’m sure had zero grounding in reality. It kept me occupied for the full two and a half hour trip home.

In his vast studio arsenal, one of the things Doug lacks is a piano. So he worked his vast music connections and got us some time in the studio of Mitch Easter – a regional legend best known for producing R.E.M.’s first two albums. He had a Yamaha C7 and a dynamic sound room to go with it. It took three hours for Mitch to meticulously set up the mics and right around half an hour to record three takes. I’m not sure which part of the experience I enjoyed more.

In its original form the song was designed to finish right after the last verse – kind of a quick ending. It worked when I was thinking full band, but it didn’t translate well to the piano. I’m not sure who got the idea first about carrying it on a bit with a big group-sing at the end, but once the idea got into my head it wasn’t going to let me go.

We wanted a mixed group (guys and girls), and we wanted the sound to be less “professional” and more heartfelt. So we didn’t go looking for session singers – we wanted people who could sing from the heart. And who wouldn’t mind not getting paid. Doug shot out an email to some musical friends in town. I managed to snag Athenaeum’s Mark Kano to join the cause and couldn’t even talk him into letting me pay for gas driving from Greensboro. I also invited my family to sing – my wife and two grade-school boys – as a sort of treat to them. You should have seen their faces light up in there.

I have a very concrete image in my mind with this song. It begins with me at the piano in my living room, sharing this song with you and a few others spread out on the floor and lounge chairs. We get to the end and, almost spontaneously, I begin singing this simple melody. One by one, everyone else joins in. It’s not rehearsed; it grows organically. Someone picks up a tambourine and starts playing along. Another grabs the acoustic in the corner and joins in. We harmonize and generally relish in the moment.

Eventually, though, it’s time to go home. So you step into the foyer and make your way to the front door, listening as we continue singing. You open the door and make your way to the street. We’re a little quieter, but you can still hear us. You turn and make your way down the sidewalk. And you still hear our song – growing fainter with the distance, but still there. Eventually there comes a point when you can’t hear us. But the thing is, you know we’re still there, still singing away in my living room. You know the song is still being sung even though you can’t hear it anymore.

And that’s why this part of the song is called "Grace."

lyrics

She's high above the world
Flying us air
Baby in her lap
She knows more than she lets on
Of what awaits her when
She finally touches down

Cause there's a man at gate 3 with flowers and a hope that fills his heart
It's been two long months since she left town and his world was ripped apart
He's hoping there will be a chance to have a new fresh start
This time, this time

He remembers how it was
Back when everything
Seemed to go so well
They danced the dance so long
But when both tried to lead
They never made it home

You know her daddy told her that timing is the glue that makes it tight
Cause two roads have to merge to one for things to work out right
And when she saw the road they were dancing down, that's when she took to flight
Away, far away

Life is what we live before till our demise
Between the new hellos and old goodbyes
And those we dance with, they will never die
Cause everyone's a part of us, everyone's a part of us, everyone's a part of us....

She's high above the world
She's down now on the ground
She's walking through that gate
He hands her the bouquet
He reaches for his child
He smiles to celebrate

credits

from Let Go, track released May 9, 2011
Written by Steve Lindsley
Steve – vocals, Yamaha C7 piano, Hammond organ, tambourine, egg shakers
Doug – percussion, bass
Group singers – Mark Kano, Lee Terry, Susan Terry, Leah Shaw, Beth Clinch, Audrey Muck, Ken Mohan, Kimberly Tillman, Ayana, Les Slate, Ken Davis, Lorie Lindsley, Connor Lindsley, Hunter Lindsley, Kresha Waldrop, Sal Burnette, Molly Davis, Doug Davis, Sophie Davis.
Piano recorded by Mitch Easter at The Fidelitorium in Kernersville, NC.

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Steve Lindsley Mt Airy, North Carolina

I'm a singer/songwriter performing for regional gigs and leading music for retreats and conferences. Enjoy the tunes!

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