The first time we played this old folk song for Vanessa Coffman, she heard what seemed to be the ghost of another tune in it. While we were singing a lament from the dark foothills of America, Veezy’s sax was exploring some rich Highland roots from the other side of the sea. Listen here as two songs meet and merge, not only fulfilling the lyrics’ opening wish — “if I had wings…” — and also then taking flight for enchanted destinations. Yon bonnie banks, indeed.
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