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Magical Moment 571, "Post-Hurricane Crowd"

One day after Hurricane Irene hit our area, I had a scheduled performance at Gizzi's Cafe in NYC. I knew it would be a small crowd braving the aftermath of the storm, but I vowed to play if I could get there. 


The crowd was intimate, but good, especially since I had my friend Autumn in the audience. This is a video from the evening, "A Builder," which is a song written about my dad. Enjoy!


Comments

What a touching tribute to your dad. I'm sure he's as proud of you as you are of him.
OH ELIZABETH, your singing and playing, wow!
Busy Bee Suz said…
That is a really special song!! *tear tear*
Nice to play to a small crowd....so your dad is talented too!
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