Funny how a short comment like that, in the right context, can inspire a whole song. In this case, the comment was made on Facebook by a gent named David Johnson, who like myself was a long-time friend and former bandmate of the late Tim Moody… multi-instrumental musician, composer, filmmaker, and acoustic recording engineer par excellence. We lost Tim unexpectedly last year to a sudden massive coronary. It’s was David’s comment in a post about some video that just made the song title leap into my brain, and after that, the tune and lyric just came tumbling out. I guess some emotions had been percolating down inside for a while.
Anyway, here’s the song, which I hope you will enjoy even if you aren’t part of the history that inspired it.
Get CD-quality Audio
Tim generally despised the MP3 audio format, even while recognizing it has it’s place. He would hate it that a song remembering him would be only MP3. So if you’ve got the ear to hear, and the bandwidth to download… help yourself!
Download "Moody’s Missing" by Robert Palomo – 16-bit AIF audio, zipped, 49.7 MB
Meet us at Indiana Fiddler’s Gathering
Friends of Tim Moody are planning to meet at the 2013 Indiana Fiddlers Gathering, in Battle Ground, Indiana, USA. Some of us know each other only by name, and some of us are long-time friends and band-mates. Main gathering is planned for Saturday, June 30, 2013 at 5 p.m. with a picnic/potluck, followed by an evening of reminiscing and playing music. With luck we’ll get a pick-up band together for one of the Open Stage events. If you’ll be in that neck of the woods at that time, do come join in.
LINKS:
Indiana Fiddler’s Gathering
Tim Moody’s M-Unit Project page





In Russia they say March 1 is the first day of Spring. Technically it’s not, but then these people have good reason for wishful thinking. Having lived among them for almost 20 years, I indulge in a bit of that myself. If you’re about at the butt-end of your tolerance for winter, maybe this song will help you hang on. Because it’s true… there are Flowers Under the Snow!
It’s that time again… mud-slinging, flag-waving, plank-hammering, and squandering mountains of money that could be more productively spent almost any other way. Yes, it’s time to elect the President of the United States!
There for a while it was looking tense for some of my friends based in Colorado. I’m worthless as a dancer, so a few steps of the the ol’ rain dance was outta the question – I’d probably just cause more fires!

