Elizabeth Cook
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  • All The Time
    Genre: Americana
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  • El Camino
    Genre: Americana
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  • Not California
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (03:52) [8.87 MB]
  • Heroin Addict Sister
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (04:01) [9.2 MB]
  • Yes To Booty
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (02:05) [4.77 MB]
  • Blackland Farmer
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (02:36) [5.94 MB]
  • Girlfriend Tonite
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (03:09) [7.23 MB]
  • Rock N Roll Man
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (03:12) [7.32 MB]
  • Mama's Funeral
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (04:01) [9.18 MB]
  • I'm Beginning To Forget
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (03:09) [7.2 MB]
  • Snake In The Bed
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (02:06) [4.8 MB]
  • Follow You Like Smoke
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (03:35) [8.21 MB]
  • I'll Never Know
    Genre: Americana
    MP3 (02:52) [6.55 MB]
  • Til Then
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Biography
weld 1 [weld]

- verb (used with object)

1. to unite or fuse (as pieces of metal) by hammering, compressing, or the like, esp. after rendering soft or pasty by heat, and sometimes with the addition of fusible material like or unlike the pieces to be united.

I’m not a welder, at least not in the typical sense of the trade. But my daddy is, by way of 2300 hours of training that certified him, courtesy of the Atlanta Federal penitentiary.

I myself couldn’t put a rod in the thingamajig. And heavy equipment makes me nervous. But I do tend to fuse things, confuse things, sometimes with sparks, sometimes like a lava melt, sometimes backed by a tank of compressed air ready to blow, sometimes quiet as a slow leak.

The beauty of writing, recording, gigging and the like to me is, when it’s right, it comes together and makes a glow in my soul, so intense it pierces a hot afternoon like a hissing firecracker. “Don’t look at it directly…it’ll burn your eyes!” mama used to yell. I stood bare-footed hanging on the inside of the screen door of our Florida patio. I loved watching the electron-beam of our family business, Cook’s Welding, at work in our tiny dirt yard. It was so hard not to look. Couldn’t help but look. And the rawness of my new album Welder is case and point. Apparently, I still can’t help but look.

One day, Daddy had the fortuitous idea to put his welding machine on the back of his truck making him, in effect, a “mobile” welding unit. He was the only one in central Florida, the part of the Sunshine State that was then chock full of tomato, cantaloupe, strawberry and watermelon fields. Turns out this stroke of temporary genius made our little family a bustling business due to the age-old battle between man and nature – the blistering Florida sun vs. the lifeline of irrigation pipes that permeated the fields. A farmer could lose a crop in a matter of hours in that heat, less Cook’s Welding could save the day. Daddy would eventually build many cattle guards and gates for the wealthy horse ranchers of Marion County. And in the early 80’s, all the city of Wildwood’s industrial green dumpsters were custom-made right there in our front yard. Heatin’ and hammerin’ away…

I’ll never forget going back home there for a class reunion. Because of poor timing, I had the surreal experience of receiving my first major label recording contract via the fax machine at none other than the Wildwood Ace Hardware. It was bizarre. The man behind the counter looked down his glasses at me, completely oblivious to the famous letterhead detailing big dreams and dollars in his hands. He said “You tell your daddy we ain’t had a welder to beat him since he left.” God, I can only hope to get that good. Thankfully, seems my chances are still coming.

In the way my career has come together so far in unforeseen ways, via things like my satellite radio show “Apron Strings” on Sirius’ Outlaw Country, the Grand Ole Opry, great places to play and people to play them with, accomplishments in songwriting, acting gigs, my team of Tigers, this kind of mish mash continues. The story melts and bends.

Once he quit drinking, Daddy used the overflow of our economy to fund the beginnings of my music career…he bought yards of fringe for cowgirl suits, red boots from The Loretta Lynn gift shop, a public announcement system, including a Peavey mic and two speakers from a music store in Orlando. One time he tried to bribe the house band at Nashville’s Opryland amusement park to let me up on stage to sing a song by flashing a cool twenty. He scuffled away rejected in his white dress shoes. Today I humbly state I’ve logged over 300 appearances on the Opry’s sacred stage…that’s up the sidewalk a ways, in the big house.

Mama certainly did her part writing songs, teaching me lyrics she wrote out on poster board, sitting on the bed singing “One Day At A Time Sweet Jesus” after she got the cooler packed and rollers in my hair. A lot has changed. And nothing has gone like we thought it would. But somehow it feels alright.

For my fifth all grown up studio album, I’m enjoying the journey more and I see how welding continues to shape my life. This record was really tough to make in some ways and really easy in others. It was a cool breeze and a real high to work with Don Was. Like Rodney Crowell before him, he helps me continue to break out of jail. So I bought him a nice key chain.

The eclectic cast of pickers on Welder, not only pros, but friends, united to record at last. We all hung out and worked oblivious to the red light pressure. I barely noticed the days of rain while we recorded. Just a week long party with nice carpet and tiny lights, wires knobs and buttons, a stocked fridge, love and luck all around me, plus one really good coffee pot. I drew in, and struck like lightning.

From a material standpoint, I’ve never had more to write about…didn’t have to dig too deep at all. For instance, I never thought I’d be singing about my Mama’s funeral. Just never thought I’d write, much less sing, about that. But here it is on Welder…alongside other tales of the harshness and delicacies of romantic and familial love (“Not California”, “Heroin Addict Sister”, “Girlfriend Tonight”), occasionally indulging in the rush of being inappropriate (“El Camino”, “Snake In The Bed”, “Yes To Booty”). As wild a ride as it is, this is the hand the last three years since release of the Balls album has dealt me. Welder is my way of bringing it all together. And it’s just the truth.

Though emotional whiplash is a serious condition, as an artist, I’m grateful for experiences that have grown me up a little bit, even if it hurts like hell. And although I didn’t really want to, the fact that I “couldn’t help but look” is what made Welder possible. It’s my damnation and my salvation. And it’s my job. I have to look.

I hope the musical journey on Welder brings the condolences that come with sharing, through commiserating about life, in laughter and in tears, for the old fans, the newly added, and the all around music loving public, to whom I’m so grateful, each and every one. Thanks for looking.

- Elizabeth Cook



WELDER

Produced by Don Was
31 Tigers Records

In loving memory of Joyce Cook (1931-2008 ). Thank you Andy Rubin, David Macias, Christian Roreau, Traci Thomas and all the 30 Tigers and 31 Tigers Records family, Tom Cook, Tim Carroll and my family, Don Was and Krish Sharma, Chelle Rose, Tom Spaulding, Donna Beasley, everybody at the Keith Case Agency, Jeremy Tepper and my Outlaw Country SIRIUS/XM satellite radio family, Todd Snider, Ms. Nanci Griffith, Rodney Crowell, Dwight Yoakam, Guy Clark, Ray Wylie Hubbard and Buddy Miller for the mentoring and support, Pete Fisher, Gina Keltner and The Grand Ole Opry, Jeff Gordon, Bob Harris, my UK Team, Paul and Cole Slivka, Denise Zakovich catering and love, Sherry King, Laray Mayfield, The Conway Twitty Family, John Papsidera, Dr. Quisling, Tim Fink, the fans of Apron Strings and my music who come to shows, buy the records and make it all possible.

www.elizabeth-cook.com
www.myspace.com/elizabethcook

The Band

Marco Giovino - drums
Bones Hillman - bass
Elizabeth Cook – acoustic guitar, background vocals
Tim Carroll - electric guitar, slide, banjo, harmonica, bgv
Tony Paoletta - steel
Matt Combs - fiddle, mandolin, one man string section
Tim Atwood - keys
The Carol Lee Singers – bgv on “Girlfriend Tonight” and “I’m Beginning To Forget”
Buddy Miller bgv on “All The Time”
Rodney Crowell bgv on “Not California” and “I’m Beginning To Forget”
Dwight Yoakam bgv on “I’ll Never Know
The session band bgv on “El Camino” and “Yes To Booty”.

Recorded and Mixed by Krish Sharma at House of Blues Studio, Nashville TN and Karma East Studio, Hollywood CA
Asst. Engineers – Ted Wheeler and Heather Strum
Additional engineering Tom Spaulding at Strange Magic Studios, Nashville TN


PUBLISHING INFO
All songs by Elizabeth Cook (Agent Love Music SESAC) except
“Not California” by Dan Messe
“Blackland Farmer” by Frankie Miller (Peermusic BMI)
“I’m Beginning To Forget” by Joyce Cook
“I’ll Never Know” by Elizabeth Cook, Jerry Salley & Jim McBride (Agent Love Music SESAC, Country Gentleman Music SESAC, Melmo Music BMI)
“Follow You Like Smoke” and “Til Then” by Tim Carroll (Tim Carroll Music BMI)

TRACK #s & TIMES
1. All The Time (2:53)
2. El Camino (2:44)
3. Not California (3:51)
4. Heroin Addict Sister (3:59)
5. Yes To Booty (2:03)
6. Blackland Farmer (2:34)
7. Girlfriend Tonight (3:08 )
8. Rock N Roll Man (3:10)
9. Mama’s Funeral (3:59)
10. I’m Beginning To Forget (3:07)
11. Snake In The Bed (2:04)
12. Follow You Like Smoke (3:34)
13. I’ll Never Know (2:50)
14. Til Then (3:06)

Graphic Design by Veta Cicolello
Photos by Kristin Barlowe
Stylist Suzy Kipp
Hair/Makeup Brady Wardlaw

Elizabeth Cook is part of the D’Addario Strings/Planet Waves family.

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