I wrote a song for my sisters to sing. It's called Christmas in Massachusetts.
Here it is
The only one who took the time to learn the song was Alison.
And here is the sleazy but elegant standard made popular by the late great Miss Eartha Kitt, sung and played here by me, in my luxurious penthouse loft the night before Eartha's untimely death: SANTA BABY
We'll miss you darling.
1 comment:
I absolutely love your Christmas song. I don't have a talented family to sight read like yours, but I can play it during dinner....
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