I was born on February 24, 1948, in Normal Illinois, and my standard joke is that I have been trying to get back to normal ever since.
Sometime about the age of ten I wanted a guitar. An old man with a runny nose and a single lightbulb in his home gave me my first guitar lessons. His name was Mr. Hancock. I still appreciate those lessons.
I listened to music in my home. Rogers and Hammerstein, Frank Sinatra, Johnny Mathis, The Everly Brothers, Sons of the Pioneers, Chet Atkins, Elvis, the Beatles.
In high school we had a rock n roll band called the Meteors, and practiced in the home of the lead-rhythm guitar player?s parents. His father worked in a music store with Carl Russell, and came home with a new, traded-in guitar practically every week. His father also traded cars about as often. They introduced me to Chet Atkins, The Ventures, Los Indios Tabajeros, and Django Reinhardt.
I started writing songs in junior high school. I notice a lot of them tended toward serious subjects, but some were also light-hearted. I figured each song should have some development to it, where something was learned or gained or appreciated, or merely enjoyed.
Following a divorce, I joined a nightclub band called the Hopewells, but broke off due to extreme motivation to have a family again. That means I fell in love, but I was also looking for greater fulfillment in life. Travel was not the primary engine of life for me. Neither could I ignore the songs welling up inside me.
I traveled extensively for a couple years, doing a single act, wound up in Nashville, signed temporarily with an agent, starved a bit, often, and not just in Nashville, and wrote 150 or so songs.
In the early 1980s, I discovered a wonderful direction in life, finished my bachelors degree in sociology, then obtained a teaching certificate, married, briefly tried a group formed in Branson, Missouri, called Country Plus, and now have ten children. I credit God with all good in my life.
I still write, have a computer with software for recording, and have been ?caught? in the act of recording with the kids in the background. Music to me is a relationship of service and I have not yet found the musical need that I can serve.
My soapbox? Musicians, and the industry, contain some of the finest people there are. The most beautiful music has not yet been written. The most beautiful voices, not yet heard. Through my writing, I am trying to do my part to help bring that about. There is a great need for gifted social commentary.
Life is good. Music helps make it that way, and can help make heaven and earth one.
Robert Terry Wachob
Generally, my songs are comments on relationships and experiences, either personal or observed
the artwork is by Calvin Two-Eagle, Native American artist, Rosebud Sioux Reservation, SD, who drew these pictures upon hearing the album.
Album completed 1991 or so in South Dakota, recorded in the boysâ€™ bedroom closet while they slept. Using a small electronic keyboard for drums and bass and orchestral sounds, recorded on a cassette 4 track recorder, with ping-ponged or bounced tracks to 10 parts.
Western Man harmony, fun song, sing happy
while youâ€™re broke
Footprints in the Sand on faith and hope, waiting upon
Puttinâ€™ My Heart on the Line taking the risk to love
Someone Almost Me finding the right fit
Beautiful Song in My Hand reflecting on the creative gift
of song music (co-written with
Girls Canâ€™t Play True story plus some fiction
Cowboyâ€™s Son True account of the late Gary Hale,
Arizonan, cowboyâ€™s son, and his
Another Very Happy Day Happy minstrel song
Originally with guitar and harmonica
Tribute to the Widow True accounts of two widows, told
as if the same. The verses are
Ruby, the chorus is Sunday,
Both responding to lonliness at the
passing of their husbands
Sea of Love allegory of the sea, to â€œlaunchingâ€
out to love
Reality co-written with Delbert Hayes,
trucking company co-owner.
Different perspectives between wage-
earner and stay-at-home mom.
The Best Various characterizations of my Native
American students, like teenagers
All That My Heart Can Touch guitar riff influenced by Los
Indios Tabajeros guitarists,
This song speaks of how when
one loves, how golden
everything seems, and how
emotionally liberating this
Check out the artist's website:
1. Western Man
2. Footprints in the Sand
3. Puttin' My Heart On the Line
4. Someone Almost Me
5. Beautiful Song in My Hand
6. Girls Can't Play
7. Cowboy's Son
8. Another Very Happy Day
9. Tribute to the Widow
10. Sea of Love
12. The Best
13. All That My Heart Can Touch