I remember like it was yesterday: It was a rainy day in LA when I played the River Must Flow for the Brother to Brother band, rehearsing in brother Joe’s garage. The boys picked it up real fast. Mark Craney on drums was thumpin’ away, swinging hard in seconds. Carlos Rios on guitar came up with his riff and choppy ‘Copperesque’ licks in a snap. That rehearsal baked a smile on my face for the whole day. Months later, after we finished the final recording I thought to myself, “I’ll never dream of ever redoing that one.” Never say never.
It was like an unreachable, persistent itch. I kept humming the River Must Flow throughout the day to myself a couple of years ago; couldn’t get it out of my head. There was nothing left to do but to revisit the song I’d written decades ago and see what gives. So I sat myself down at the keys, unsure if I should embark on this journey, coaxed only by the smallest of whims. I tried a few approaches . . . nice, but not worth the drive. Then suddenly, one early morning, as the sun just painted the sky pink, came the new intro riff. It was all I needed–like what a novelist always looks for: the first line of his story. I was now convinced we could make a worthy go of it and give the tune a taste of my present day self. The wind was at my back from that moment on. Brian McKnight helped out with some magnificent background vocals. Brother Ross got his fingers dirty cooking up this video.
Hope you enjoy listening as much as I did the making of,