"Actually, it [the ship] came out in 1972. I had just turned 20 years old that May and we spent the following month at Elektra in Los Angeles recording. As I remember, it was released the following fall. There weren't any folk clubs as such in Champaign, Illinois and the idea of Melshenker and Cowan playing dances is pretty funny. In reality, we were all playing at a coffehouse called "The Red Herring" which sponsored folk festivals. Reinwand and Hamby generally played together as a duet, Melshenker and Cowan usually performed solo and I was mostly playing twelve-string, but was the only person they knew who had previously played bass and I would borrow my roommates Hofner when somebody needed a bass player. Most of the songs at the folk festivals were original and there were some pretty good people in the core group of maybe 25-30 individuals who played in most of them and did weekend sets down in the basement the rest of the year. Notables among the regulars included songwriters Thom Bishop and Fred Koller, singer/songwriter Linn Brown and a young guy named Dan Fogelberg. For a fairly small city in the middle of the Illinois cornfields, it was some pretty high-powered talent. Melshenker and Cowan got together and wrote The Ship and then asked Reinwand, Hamby and me to help arrange and perform it - originally as a one-shot deal consisting of three or four performances at the Red Herring. It did well, so we eventually decided to oficially form a group and take it on the road to other college campuses and a few Chicago nightclubs. After the album came out, we played it another year or two and then retired the piece and switched to playing individual songs, mostly original and about 50% with acoustics and 50% electric guitars. This was a real relief as the album was very tedious to play and we were getting pretty bored playing it over and over. Looking back, it was somewhat naive, but we were pretty young back then and it was our first experience in a big-time studio. The band lasted another three or four years with a few personel changes and then broke up in the mid 1970's. Former members are spread across the country and I believe the only person from the band still playing for a living is Steve Reinwand, who later changed his name to Billy Panda. He's now a well known Nashville Studio musician with a string of album credits as long as your arm and he spends some of his time touring with Kim Carnes.
"I suspect we played The Ship live 40-50 times over about three years before finally retiring it and moving on to playing regular original songs. It was played in two continuous halves with an intermission, just as it is on the album and other than a few stray harmonies and some vocal double-tracking to thicken the blend, the album is very faithful to a live performance. We resisted mightily adding stuff to the album that we couldn't do live. This didn't thrill the folks at Elektra, as they leaned toward adding more "production", but we didn't want people walking out of a live concert and thinking that the live version didn't make the grade compared to the album. We did add Tim Scott's cello in a couple small spots. Tim played with Harry Chapin and Harry was recording during the daytime in the same studio we were using at night. Being able to borrow Tim for a couple nice fills was just too good to pass up.
"I think Elektra found us hard to deal with - partially because we were so young and clueless about big-time recording and because our resistance to over-producing (in our minds) the piece made it less sale-able on the street. Obviously, their main interest was selling records and getting the most commercially viable product out there. Our main interest leaned more toward getting a faithful recording of what we had actually created and there was considerable friction between the two viewpoints much of the time. When they sent us a copy of the final mix, we hated it and sent Steve Reinwand and Roger Francisco (our manager who owned a small recording studio) back out to L.A. to re-mix it and get rid of a lot of echo and other effects. We're pretty sure that doing so effectively slit our throats with Elektra as most of the pre-planned promotion for the finished album never happened. We had even made a music video (in 1972!). We had to join the Screen Actors Guild to do it and they had shots of us sailing around on the boat on the album cover set to music. I saw it once, but it was never used for anything that I know of and I think they then stuck us in the "tax-write-off" category. When the option for a second album came up, they weren't interested. It's hard to say which viewpoint was correct, but I don't think any of us ever really regretted sticking to our guns and trying to keep it as "real" as possible (of course, if I could now be living in a mansion with a swimming pool, I might have changed my mind...). I think The Ship was a decent first album for a young band. It's obviously by no means perfect or a landmark piece of music, but it's pleasant to listen to and offered something fairly unusual in it's time. These days, we could have cut it in a garage on a laptop and produced it ourselves, but back then, getting one of the half-dozen or so major labels to take the risk of plugging a lot of cash into a concept-album/folk-opera type of thing was a pretty decent accomplishment for a bunch of young guys from Illinois.
"As far as I know, Steve Cowan is still in California and works with computers, Steve (now Albert) Melshenker is also in California and does advertising for a living, Mark Hamby is in Seattle and has some sort of investment firm and Steve Reinwand (Billy Panda) is in Nashville, adding guitar and mandolin tracks to albums for folks like Kenny Rogers, Montgomery-Gentry, The Oak Ridge Boys and a bunch of others. I'm in Wisconsin and build fancy sails for sailing canoes (Is that obscure enough? - I was a sailor and now I are one...). I wrote a book on them a few years back called "Canoe Rig" and get most of my business from people who have my book. I still have three amps and a bunch of guitars in my office and play an hour or two nearly every day (use it or lose it) but haven't played with anybody or in front of an audience in 30 years. I did recently buy a small digital recording deck and have been playing around, recording little snippets, trying to figure out how it works. It has a "canned" drummer built in who is quite steady, though not particularly imaginative and I'm working around the fact that I've never been a particularly good vocalist or lead guitarist (it sucks when you have to play all the parts yourself, one at a time). But, it's kind of fun once you get it all together (and at least the bass lines are solid). There are a few samples here. Some are just one guitar or bass, a couple are early attempts to actually multi-track a song. There are mistakes, instrument buzz and other junk in them at times, but I'm slowly figuring out how the recorder works. I figure that if I can crank out 11-12 cuts per year I can send home-made albums out to my relatives for Christmas and save a bunch of money and hassle.....At this point, that's about all I have in mind as far as musical asparitions go.
Band Members
Steve Melshenker - 2nd Lead Guitar, Vocals
Steve Cowan - 12 String Guitar, Vocals
Steve Reinwand - Lead Guitar, Dobro, Mouth Harp, Vocals
Mark Hamby - Piano, Flute, Vocals
Todd Bradshaw - Bass Guitar
Tim Scott - Cello
Crossroads
The Ship Lyrics
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To see what I had to say
It looks like we’re on our way to Colorado
Before I could stand she took hold of my hand
Shook the sleep from her eyes
You tell me such beautiful lies, I almost believe them
But don’t you know we started out this way before
We packed our bags but never made it past the door
It always seems strange that the dream hasn’t changed
The first time I saw her face
She smiled with just a trace of yesterday sorrow
I promised the sun and I promised the sun
But she said that she just didn’t care
The things that we have to share don’t lie in tomorrow
You city lights, did you really think I’d forget her?
You golden lights, you don’t make things any better
And I don’t think there’d be much use in trying
You don’t really know what you’ve got till it’s gone
I couldn’t really kill her with kindness
Guess she just got tired of my best
Alibis turn to lies
When you’ve nothing else to say
You call it a holiday, but who are you fooling?
The empty bed and the pain in your head
Seem to be one and the same
You try not to call out her name, but you don’t have to say it
I would take a walk, but then what good would it do?
When all of these roads would only lead back to you
And we were strangers at the crossroads going nowhere
The lyrics to The Ship's song Crossroads seem to tell the story of a couple at a turning point in their relationship. The singer, presumably a man, wakes up his partner, Susan, to tell her that they are on their way to Colorado. However, Susan seems to be skeptical of his plans, and tells him that he tells her beautiful lies that she almost believes, but they've been in this situation before, packing their bags but never making it past the door. The singer seems to reminisce about the first time he saw Susan, and how she smiled with a hint of sorrow. He promised her the sun, but she didn't care. The singer seems to be resigned to their failing relationship, and mentions how the city lights and golden lights don't make things any better. He acknowledges that he couldn't kill her with kindness, but she got tired of his best. The singer is left alone, in pain and calling out her name. He considers taking a walk, but realizes that all roads only lead back to her, and they are strangers at the crossroads going nowhere.
The song seems to explore themes of love, hope, and loss. It tells the story of a relationship that has hit a wall, where one partner is trying to hold on to hope, while the other is resigned to the inevitable end. The lyrics are poignant and introspective, and leave the listener with a sense of longing and sadness.
Line by Line Meaning
Susan, I said, and she turned in the bed
I addressed her and she paid attention
To see what I had to say
She was curious about what I needed to tell her
It looks like we’re on our way to Colorado
It appears that we're heading to Colorado
Before I could stand she took hold of my hand
Before I could even get up, she grabbed my hand
Shook the sleep from her eyes
She woke herself up completely
You tell me such beautiful lies, I almost believe them
You're telling me such convincing lies that I nearly believe them
But don’t you know we started out this way before
But you should know that we've already tried this before
We packed our bags but never made it past the door
We packed up everything but never actually left
And then she gently lays my head back on the pillow
Then she gently puts my head back down on the pillow
It always seems strange that the dream hasn’t changed
It's always odd to me that the dream hasn't evolved
The first time I saw her face
The first time I laid eyes on her
She smiled with just a trace of yesterday sorrow
She smiled, but there was still a hint of past sadness in her expression
I promised the sun and I promised the sun
I made grand promises
But she said that she just didn’t care
But she told me that she simply didn't care
The things that we have to share don’t lie in tomorrow
Our shared experiences aren't in the future
You city lights, did you really think I’d forget her?
Hey city lights, did you believe I could forget about her?
You golden lights, you don’t make things any better
You golden lights, you're not making the situation any easier
And I don’t think there’d be much use in trying
I don't believe there's any point in attempting anything
You don’t really know what you’ve got till it’s gone
You can't understand what you had until it's vanished
I couldn’t really kill her with kindness
I couldn't win her over just by being overly nice
Guess she just got tired of my best
I suppose she got tired of my best efforts
Alibis turn to lies
Excuses end up being just lies
When you’ve nothing else to say
Once you literally have nothing else to say
You call it a holiday, but who are you fooling?
You refer to it as a vacation, but who do you think you're fooling?
The empty bed and the pain in your head
The vacant bed and the agony in your mind
Seem to be one and the same
Appear to be indistinguishable
You try not to call out her name, but you don’t have to say it
You attempt to avoid uttering her name, but you can't help it
I would take a walk, but then what good would it do?
I thought of taking a stroll, but it wouldn't serve any purpose
When all of these roads would only lead back to you
These paths just lead to you
And we were strangers at the crossroads going nowhere
We were strangers at the intersection, on our way to nowhere
Contributed by Brayden H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.