July 2, 2021
Dear Friends and Fans,
Today I released a new collection of music that I started writing in the
winter of 2020 and recorded this last winter with my good friend and
long-time collaborator, Jon Neufeld: Songs for Sean, Vol. 1
I debated for months on whether to release these at all, as they are
songs I wish I never had to write. On January 2, 2020, I lost my dear younger brother Sean
in a tragic, freak ski accident at Alta, UT where we grew up. The songs
emerged through a tender, painful songwriting process as I navigated an
unimaginable journey through grief. Writing them took courage. And so
does sharing them.
Songs for Sean, Vol. 1 is the first collection. While I don’t know how
many volumes I will eventually record moving forward, I do know there
will be more, because I know grief never leaves you. It stays with you
forever and moves inside you like the ocean. Future volumes will likely
take different shapes and forms, leaning in and out of spacious folk
progressions, lush soundscapes and crusty old time—a genre Sean and I
played countless hours of in the late-night corners of stairwells,
porches, kitchen nooks and pubs.
I recorded these songs on Sean’s guitar. On the strings that still hold the dust of his callused fingers that he used to study salmon migratory patterns
in Alaska, rock his children to sleep and dance with his sweet wife.
While Sean was mostly an old-time banjo player, he picked the guitar up
so he and his wife could sing country songs together. And years ago,
when she wanted to give him a guitar for Christmas, she asked me to find
one for him. So I spent almost year playing more than 50 guitars
throughout the NW to find the small-body mahogany Martin on the album
cover. When the time came to record these songs for Sean, it felt
comforting to play them on his guitar, with his strings, in the attic of
an old friend’s house. Jon Neufeld engineered the sessions, added
electric guitars, a little nylon guitar, and some bass. He also mixed
and mastered the sessions. Gabrielle Macrae from The Horsenecks added her fiddle and banjo parts at Kati Claborn’s studio (from The Hackles)
in Astoria, Oregon. I am so grateful to all three of these amazing
humans for stepping into this material with me. It was emotional for all
of us.
I hope you appreciate the music, and as you listen, you are reminded of
how beautiful life is. How precious it is. How fleeting our time here
is. I hope listening inspires you to hold the ones you love even closer.
I hope the raw, vulnerable sentiment we tried to capture inspires you
to live as deep and full and kind as you can. And I hope that in sharing
these songs, it helps us all heal a little from what has been such a
difficult year for so many of us with COVID, Wildfires and racial
unrest. No matter where you live, who you call family, and how you
define community…these songs are for you too.
With love,
-garett