Mitch Linker


You’ll see on my Music page that there’s a gap between my last album and my two new projects – 13 years.

The story of the bands I played in from the early 90’s to the mid 2000’s and my subsequent solo endeavors are documented in my 2017 memoir if you’d like to know more about it.  The bottom line is, for various reasons (mostly financial), in 2008 I abandoned my long-standing dream of being a professional musician and shifted my focus to a new career. Pretty much overnight, I completely stopped making music. I was burnt out, disillusioned and done. After a brief period of mourning, I didn’t really miss it or lament music’s absence in my life. It was a relief. I moved on and I was at peace with it. I built a new life.

Though music had been my passion since I was 13, from September 2008 through late August 2019 I didn’t spend more than 5 consecutive minutes playing the piano, singing or playing the drums. I didn’t write a note or a lyric.

Then one day in the summer of 2019 while organizing files on my computer, I stumbled upon a folder of songs and song fragments that I’d recorded on an old digital recorder (pre-I Phone). They must have been from around 2005. I completely forgot they existed and barely remembered any of the music. It was like a time capsule. I loaded the files on my phone and went for a long walk with my dog Jason (seen on the cover of Maybe Tomorrow) to listen to them.

Some were faintly familiar, but most were completely new to me. Some of it was lame, some of it was kind of nice. Some were just song parts – a possible verse here, a possible bridge there – and some were completed songs with music, lyrics, grooves and production ideas. There was so much music to re-discover that I was mystified. From 2004-2007 I released 3 albums, yet, during that same time period, I’d also written all this other stuff which never saw the light of day.

Since I barely remembered of any of it, listening to it was surreal, fun, and inspiring. I began to think, “Maybe I should do something with these!”

That afternoon, I sat down at the piano. It was in horrible shape. The tuning was unspeakable. The keys were caked in dust and cat fur. It was pretty much inoperable. Yet, it didn’t matter. The ideas began to flow, and this time I didn’t stop after 5 minutes. I began to spend most of my free time playing the piano, singing, writing music and lyrics, and even playing the drums when I could get my hands on a kit. After a few months of this, I contacted my old friend and collaborator Brett Kull to see if he wanted to work on some new music.

About half of the music on I’ll Take My Chances” was derived from mixing and matching some of those old song ideas. (“I Will” and “Given Everything,” with the exception of the bridge, were written recently.)

Had I not decided to explore my computer on that quiet, summer day when I had a rare afternoon of free time (so free that I was motivated to organize my computer files!), who knows when I’d have re-discovered music. Maybe something else would have triggered it. For whatever reason, I guess I was ready. There’s probably more to the story.  I am still figuring it all out myself, though some answers lie in the new songs I suppose. Regardless, thanks for listening.