I just spent the most fulfilling weekend recording nine tracks for a man that has not set foot inside a studio in 60 years of performing. His world has always been the stage.
He is a consummate professional, and I’m not even an amateur music producer, but I was able to give him something he’s never had before. The opportunity to listen to, and appreciate, the sound of his own voice.
It is not perfect, it is beautiful, and it is something tangible that he can share with his family.
– A Follow Up To “What Matters Most“
My role was not to hold hope that his perspective may shift, my role was to figure out how I can serve.