Please Read the Letter that I Wrote!
February 10, 2009
Yesterday, I awoke to the sound of Alison Krauss and Robert Plant singing “Please Read the Letter That I Wrote” on NPR, on account of they won the Grammy for Record of the Year. Record of the year! This peculiar collaboration has been the talk of Nashville ever since Robert Plant came to town and rented a house to do this project. Such a head-bonking combo! Hearing his superfamous Led Zeppelin voice paired up with Alison’s silvery soprano is such a surprise. So great.
(This profile about them makes me love Robert Plant so much. So musical, and humble.)
So of COURSE, hearing this song on this particular day gave me a CHILL, I tell you, because soon after I heard it, I was scheduled to
head up to Joelton
down a gravel road, which is how you tend to find recording studios around Nashville
to do just what Alison and Robert were singing: yesterday was my day to read the letter that I wrote! OK, the letters that I wrote–to you–along with that knitting book we did together. I was cooking up my part of our audiobook for Knitting Out Loud . . .
This is David:
However weird this gig was for him, I assured him that it was way weirder for me. He seemed to be game enough, though he did ask me whether there was any difference between knitters and quilters, to which I answered, “Well, uh, of COURSE.”
David stored me in the knitter containment facility:
And made sure I had enough
conga drums and books.
One cool thing about this project was that Kathy Goldner, the creator of Knitting Out Loud, was in my ear the whole time, from Maine, telling me what to do. I can hardly tell you how sad I was after I left and realized that she wasn’t going to be there anymore. It would be so helpful to have her in my ear all the time, whispering things like, “Compliment her shoes.” “Don’t say THAT.” “Go feed the cats.”
And of course, it being Nashville, David knows the bass player on Alison Krauss and Robert Plant’s album . . . he had excellent dish about Jack White, and western swing bands, and the future of the Station Inn, which looks rosy . . .
I guess I can cross another of my lifelong fantasies off my list: spending a day in a Nashville recording studio. I can’t wait to hear how your session goes up there in New York. Maybe we should do a collaboration, or something?