Monday again and back on the recycling boat. Of course I made the mistake of spending my whole weekend building my massive fence, so I’m starting the week sore; which is not a good thing. Oh well, at least today I managed to work, drive 130 miles, go to the library, return my mower and get a new one, practice for my golf tournament this weekend in Georgia, mow the grass (with my new cordless mower), write this song and the song for tomorrow (because I’ll be out of town) and hang out with my lovely wife and our pets (and watch the Lakers).
For some reason money is the subject for the second day in a row. Honestly, it’s not something that’s on my mind right now for the first time in my life. This must be how I’m exorcising those demons.
Something compelled me to go back and dig up this song and re-create it today. Part of this recording is something I recorded in the original Mealtime Brown studios in Athens, Georgia around 1998 or ’99. I don’t even know who the guys are that are playing the awesome banjo and upright bass. I went and found it, re-arranged it, added some funk, junk and rewrote the vocals. But I was sincerely trying to keep the original vibe we had cooking that day.
Today I got inspired to go back and do some beats like I used to do down in Georgia for the different rap crews I worked with. Believe it or not I was an integral part of the rap music scene in the Athens/Atlanta area for several year. You can even read an article published about me and my rap game in a magazine article archived at chriscates.com.
I miss working with talented folks like Kenya Bloodsaw, Patrick Mattox, Rico Davenport, Ceasar Hudson, Eugene Willis and all the other folks. Maybe this is a funky tribute to them.
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I can’t believe this is the first song I’ve written about barbeque since I’ve been doing this song a day thing (or anytime for that matter). On my recycling route and generally driving everywhere in the South, you see a barbeque place every few miles. When I lived in Athens, Georgia I was quite the connoisseur, that is until I got debilitating ulcers. But I’m over that now and eat BBQ a few times month and I’ve tasted hundreds of different kinds, even what they call BBQ in remote places like Germany and Amsterdam.
After all my travels, Hursey’s BBQ in Morganton is still my favorite. I used to convince Amy to eat there every day when I worked at Schoenen Pool and Spa about twelve years ago. That’s what I thought of when I wrote this song.
Welcome to Chris Cates.com. I'm an old school independent artist with lots of albums, songs, solar panels etc. This site tries to encapsulate what it is I've been doing since I played my first professional gig at 13. I post a song of the day occasionally from my somewhat excessive original song catalogue and I'm constantly recording new material when I'm not building solar farms, trying to play golf or tennis or taking care of my new twin girls.