Ed Randazzo likes to talk. I’m so used to communicating via text messages and emails that it’s jarring when somebody actually rings my phone. And if I don’t answer and Ed’s got 10 minutes of things to say, he’ll leave me a 10 minute voice mail. It’s refreshingly personal. So when he’s talking to you, you get the feeling that there’s no place in the WORLD he’d rather be. His enthusiasm is relentless, and he wants you to share it. He doesn’t dabble in anything. Once something has its hooks in him, he baptizes himself in it. He dunks his head in the water over and over again, and comes up for air only long enough to insist you to join him.
And it’s hard to say no. Which is why when he called me 2 years ago and asked if I could help write some songs for his first new record in years, I said yes without hesitation.