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I still have some work to do on this song.  I've got to add an instrument solo, probably a saxophone or trumpet (synthesized, of course ).  Otherwise, I think it is still worth listening to.  This song was originally inspired by the death of my father, who passed away on July 1^st of this year.  Since Hurricane Katrina kicked our butts here on the Mississippi Coast, I realized that the lyrics to this song have some interesting parallels to the storm.  My dad was always excited by the hurricane season... he didn't enjoy it or anything; but, after going through Hurricane Camille, he tended to make sure all the i's were dotted and all the t's were crossed when it came to preparing before a storm threat.  He seemed to like it in an odd sort of way.

A tropical storm hit the coast on July 5^th; two days after my 40^th birthday and the day of my father's wake.  The ground was so saturated at the cemetary that it delayed his final rest by a couple of days.

The worst hurricane disaster in the history of the United States slammed our home town on the day before what would have been my dad's 69^th birthday.  In between, I write a song that, in a strange way, sort of relates to all those events.  Though that was never my intent.  It's funny sometimes how things work out.

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