Is this our third album, or our first? Or, if you count the privately issued Lost Frontier, maybe it’s our fourth? In any event, given the challenges of time and distance – we’re both in our 70s now, and live in different cities – it’s probably our last. The set was recorded 40 years ago at a concert that now seems a crossroads. Not so far behind us were years as full-time musicians in our band The Frontier. Ahead of us lay years of intense, if sporadic, musical collaboration as a duo -- at festivals, on tour, and in two albums: Storm Coming and Back Where We’ve Never Been. Beyond the horizon lay Mitch’s instrumental albums with a new band, String Madness, and Mayne’s retrospective album Places I’ve Been. As we were reinventing ourselves at that 1976 Los Angeles concert, we drew from our repertoire of traditional and original material. These were the kinds of songs that originally inspired us to take up a musical life – songs about love gone wrong, approaching storms, needing money; about finding peace in Tucson or in Brightwood, Oregon, or on a train to heaven; about misfits like the honky-tonk band members seeking musical refuge from unfulfilling day jobs, and convicts doing hard time, and sailing alone around a difficult world. These are stories about a deep slice of a quirky and mysterious America that grabbed hold of us early on, before we ever met, and refuses to let us go. -- Mitch Greenhill and Mayne Smith, January 2016