Thank you, Van the Man!

My heart almost broke last year, when one of my favorite albums, “The Best of Van Morrison,” was stolen from my studio by a whacked-out kleptomaniac. After Kleptogirl ran off with my CD in her bag, I immediately drove down to Zia Records and bought another copy.

A couple of weekends ago, I listened to the album twice: on a trip to Phoenix and on the way back to Tucson. 

When I got home, I sat down and wrote a song so full of light and beauty that I should probably share the credit with Mr. Morrison, but I guess the “klepto” energy swirling around the album is making me want to keep it all for myself.

Thanks, Van! You’re still the man (even if I am keeping the publishing rights). 🙂

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