100 words on “out with the old (in with the new)” from 12 Months a Year [a patron album]
“It was a dark and stormy day - and she was glad - because it matched down to each blowing leaf the mood she had” was written into my lyric book and waited there for me to find the song it would begin. I loved the story of La Befana, but never the way it ended when she follows the crowd that bustles past her house in search of the next new rising star. I heard her whisper she has what she needs to the silent night, a billion stars reflected in her eyes. So they left her in peace.