Sultry and moody vocals, added with a little bit of Billie Holiday type phrasing. A solid rhythm section, sweeping strings, and a complimentary acoustic guitar, help to carry the melody, through its twists and turns, and the turning of the seasons.
Gina French - Vocals and Co-producer
Eric Lilavois - Producer and Engineer
Andrew Rudd - Drums
Brady Kish - Upright Bass
Andrew Joslyn - Violin, Cello, Viola - Strings arrangement
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This is a tribute song written for my parents. I pictured them in San Francisco, in the 1950's, in their early golden days, where they met and got married. I pictured a smokey dinner club, with a jazz band playing in the background. These were some of the places, that they frequented in those days.
Each verse correlates with a season, and winter being the last - representing their last years, in Utah, and in dealing with getting old and my dad's MS, getting worse.
When I first wrote it on my guitar, I found some jazz sounding chords, and then the melody and lyrics just flowed out.
When I took it into the studio, I found that all of these great players and my wonderful producer, Eric, were so in tune to what I had envisioned. They did a great job in capturing the mood and feeling of the song.
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