Tune Prism Cover Artist Spotlight: Lord Huron and the Long Lost Sounds of Yore Words and Memories by Tubbs Tarbell 

Friends,

I been thinking a lot about the past again. I guess if you know me, that’s nothing new. Yeah, I  smell what you’re sniffin’ at: “Oh boy, here goes ol’ Tubbs again, ramblin’ about those good  ol’ bygone days of yore.” Well, sure, I’ll allow you that one. Maybe I do tend to take a good  hard glance into the rearview before I step my boot on the gas. But don’t we all? Or shouldn’t  we, in any case?

It just seems to me that, these days, the past is everywhere you look. Hell, take another peek at  that sentence again. The first time you read it is already in the past. Funny how time just keeps  clickin’ along. These days, anyway.

So, sometime in what’s now the not-too distant past, I was sittin’ in my usual seat inside  Whispering Pines, cozied up to a glass of something cozy, when, from outta nowhere, this  particular tune crept into my ear. It was a funny thing, because it immediately felt familiar to  me, as a song that creeps into your ear usually has to be—especially for somebody like me who  don’t write ’em…I just roll ’em. (You’ve heard me say that one more than a few times, no  doubt.) But then the more I thought about it, and the more I listened to this little tune janglin’  around upstairs, I realized that I couldn’t place it as something I’d ever heard before. (And take  my word for it: the ol’ upstairs is a titanium steel trap for tunes, even now.) It was a conundrum. Continue reading…