It was so much fun bringing in the New Year last night on stage, singing with the Magnolia Jazz Band in Palo Alto. Wish you could have been there, but you were probably having fun wherever you were. Some more Jan. gigs are scheduled, but so far, they’re all private events just like last night. You’ll be the first to know if there’s a booking that’s open to the public. 2015 was an exciting year that culminated in a finished recording of me playing the piano and singing my heart out on 3 healing songs that I wrote. Now, I am looking forward to another happy, healthy, and successful year, and wishing you the same. And, thanks to Sara Glaser who has created this new website, I’m able to do my first post on the first day of 2016!
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