This is a song I recorded with my uncle earlier today. He wrote this many years ago about my grandma, who died when he was young.
It’s something of a family favorite.
My cousin and I jamming after a few glasses of wine at our family Christmas party last night. The Ferreiras are so Colombian-Partridge-Family, it’s embarrassing.
I recorded this one before, but I wasn’t satisfied, so I did it again!
My own arrangment of “The Hill,” by Marketa Irglova from Once