The years were 1993-1998. I, and a friend, Kevin Smith (neither the DC Talk guy nor the film director), were in a budding young acoustic folk-rock duet back when folk-rock duets were limited to The Indigo Girls (people sometimes called us The Indigo Boys), Simon & Garfunkel (a mighty nice pair to be compared with) and, more than likely a group you’ve never heard of, Big Bam Boo (my secret favorite ear-candy group of all time). In a move that opened many doors for us, we were invited to tour as Caedmons Call’s opening act throughout the year 1996. We took our 6-song, self-titled EP out on that tour and sold out of them fairly quickly. We then recorded our first and only full-length album in 1997, The Only Thing (produced by Don McCollister). That album, too, eventually sold out.

Fast-forward to 2005. Kevin and I, in a fit of for-old-time’s-sake nostalgia, decided to reprint that album because we wanted it to live on in the world a little longer since we’d had several requests for it over the intervening non-Ridgely years.

Fast-forward to this very day. We haven’t exactly sold out of them since that reorder. Dilemma: I have way too many of them currently taking up valuable space in my attic (AKA, workspace/office) and I want to clear some out so I can carve out an area to set up an easel, lay out some brushes, paint tubes, linseed oil and finally teach myself how to oil paint. So, I’m going to have an attic sale (I love sales, if you haven’t noticed) for the next however many days. Each copy of The Only Thing is $2 (+ S&H). Also available will be boxes of 5, 10 for those who want to spread some new-old music to your new-old friends. “But wait there’s more…. ” To further sweeten the pot, whenever you purchase any 2 of my solo records, I’ll throw in a free copy of the Ridgely CD. That, my friends, in Louisiana, is what we call “lagniappe” (pronounced, “lon-yap”) — a little something extra. Happy Mardi Gras, everybody.