Tamworth 2012. Sara Storer was just a face in the crowd at the annual celebration of all things country — a face in the crowd with 14 Golden Guitars on the mantelpiece, that is. But Sara hadn’t released a CD since 2010’s best of, Calling me home — and hadn’t recorded an album of all-new material since 2007’s Silver Skies. She was now a wife and the proud mother of three young boys, living in Darwin with her family, away from the spotlight. Sara couldn’t recall the last song she wrote — all she knew was that it had been some time. But then a funny thing happened …
‘I really didn’t want to go to Tamworth,’ recalls Sara, picking up the story. ‘I felt as though I’d lost my place a bit. But I had this show with my brother Greg, who I really love sharing gigs with — I can be my true self. Prior to the show I ran into John Williamson, who’d just released Big Red, and he had this sparkle in his eye. I was so inspired that he could keep writing these amazing songs; he never seems to run out. Then I had an amazing gig with Greg — and came away even more inspired.’
‘After Tamworth,’ Sara says with a characteristic chuckle, ‘I was on a creative roll. I was getting up at four in the morning and writing all these songs.’
It’s been a soul-searching few years for Sara Storer. When she swapped her guitar for motherhood, she was tempted to give it away, to simply enjoy the amazing achievements of her career and delight in her family. But Sara was never likely to turn her back on song writing; not when her eye for detail, or ear for melody, was so well tuned.