This was an odd little song of mine...I was ill at the time I wrote it...the doc put me on a load of steroids, I ended up crawling up the walls and being a bit hyper. The week culminated with various performances (band and choir) at a festival. People still mention it.
The song emerged from a fever dream and for some reason I lathered it with jazzy chords like minor-7-flat-5s...
The wild honeysuckle was blooming wild in our garden
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@sciencebase Ours has grown into the gas fire flue. I can't imagine how that would have coloured your composition.
