A wonderful memoir of lifeCarolyn
Chicago River is for lovers of poetry put to music. Close your eyes and let the words and music wash over you.Esther
I had a dream about you last night! We were on vacation at some beach. I was walking along a path and saw you in the distance, sitting on some rocks with your guitar, singing. Lots of people standing around. My thought was, “Oh, there’s Lee. I’ll have to tell him I listened to his CD.”Tricia
I am a lyric guy, obviously, and yours did not disappoint. You are a great storyteller.Brian
As soon as my girlfriend saw the album in the house, she commandeered it and has been listening to it nonstop!Josh
I don’t know anyone in the world that does music like you. Fearless – as it should be.Corky
In my book you got Taylor Swift beatJoan
Raw in emotion and intentBobbie
Yeah I liked the chimes.Bill
I’m guessing Sondheim influenced some of your rhymes in these lyricsDeb
Wonderful memories, so glad you did thisPat
Run away with meHugh
Not Knowing (Intro) (2017) : A bit of noise.
Chicago River (2015) : The first writing exercise at the first-ever meeting of Words on Water, founded by Gwen Mayes, was to write about a place we lived near water. “Chicago River” grew out of that exercise.
To Be Afraid (2017) : I was so traumatized by my eighth-grade nun that I’ve forgotten her name. I very unfairly used the name of my seventh-grade nun in this song.
Math Lab (2017) : My high school’s math lab was my safe haven.
I Love to See (1970) : This little ditty about life in the dorm is one of my earliest fragments, before I figured out how to write a whole song. In 2017 the University of Illinois put the sounds of the carillon in the math building, Altgeld Hall, online. I incorporated them into this recording. I love the juxtaposition of serious math and dorm silliness.
City Cat (1977) : I wrote this when I lived in Chicago and would perform open mic at Somebody Else’s Troubles. Little did I know that I was a future cat fan.
In and Out of Love (1989) : I think this was me trying to write a different love song. I’m not sure which of several friends’ love lives inspired it. With the decadence of a fade-out ending!
Southern Indiana (1970 and 2013) : One day in college I was so frustrated at my inability to finish a song I decided to write a complete song, no matter how short, simple, and lousy, that very day. I looked to my roommate, recently engaged to be married, and wrote what I called “Gibson City Wedding Song,” but which everyone else called “Granny.” I hated it but my family loved it and forced me to play it for years. In 2013, when I lived in Bloomington, Indiana, I added the “Southern Indiana” parts and don’t hate the combination nearly as much.
Forget Cleveland (1994) : A Midwest guy is worried that his girlfriend will be so taken by her first business trip to the big city that she won’t come home to him. No idea what inspired this.
Whoever Lives Here Now (1996) : Once I decided the theme of this album was “home / time & place,” I remembered this song from 1996, about being stuck in a detour near my ex’s old apartment. All I had was a lyric sheet with chords, so I had to reconstruct the melody. I was surprised by notes on the lyric sheet: “hurdy-gurdy in Cm” and “Look at Sean.” This suggests that Bob (hurdy-gurdy) and Sean (recorder) and I actually performed this nearly-forgotten piece.
I’d Rather Live in Chicago (1977) : I love living in the heart of the big city but Fate wants me to reside in suburbia. I love walking to the library and grocery store but Fate wants me to drive there.
Exit 27 (2013) : I wrote this on one of many long drives from Indiana to Maryland, thinking about superhighways and EXIT signs and trucks.
I’m Here You’re There (1999) : Definitely inspired by my husband Bob’s many trips. But as I often say, my songs are inspired by facets of my life but are not my diary: considerations like rhythm and rhyme and making things interesting trump truth.
Stay Outta My Space (2017) : The gym is a pain in so many ways. This started as an essay but morphed into a song. At one point it was all sung but I replaced the most boring sung parts with spoken word. At one point the young women were an old guy’s stereotype but my friend Carrie suggested I could do better, so I rewrote them and the narrator.
Paradise (2017) : I wrote this while working out in the pool at our resort in Cancun, which is nothing like the place described in the song.
Float Little Snowflake (1979) : I didn’t play this much until recently. I think I considered it way uncool. But now I’m so old I’m beyond cool. This was my mother-in-law Tutu’s (Hawaiian for “grandparent”) second-favorite song of mine. I sang it at her funeral.
Joan Bone (1978) : I don’t know why I wrote a song about my thin sister-in-law Joan and her sisters. I don’t know why anyone outside my immediate family would like it, but people do. It was Tutu’s favorite song of mine—she made me promise to sing it at her funeral.
Assisted Living (2017) : Tutu lived to be 100 years old. Whereas I usually feel free to invent things, every detail of this is true.
Not Knowing (1972) : How strange that at age 21 I was waxing nostalgic about childhood.
I Gotta Have My Key (1979) : I’m a serious homebody. I’d be happy never to leave this house.