A golden age can be defined as a particular place in time when things were better. It can refer to the historical time when a civilization reaches it’s peak. It can also be a reference to one’s own personal history when we felt the happiest, the most fulfilled, or simply at peace. In composing the music and lyrics for this album I was thinking about both questions, the personal and the corporate. I’m at the age when one is in the business of reconciling the past more and more. My parents are in the final stage of their journey and I was thinking about how the past must look to them as well as my own processing of the meaning of their lives. Such an exploration by necessity must touch on other existential questions such as death, love, time, and the definition of a good life. The most basic question of all, where do we come from, lies at the heart of all the others. My intent is not to provide any sort of answers to these questions. I’m only describing my own journey, the way things look, from where I happen to be in time and space. How do things look where you are?