From a jukebox in a Montreal diner in September 1973, with “Money” spinning its hypnotic rhythm, to “High Hopes” on a beautiful balmy night in the Circus Maximus, Rome, in October 2024, your music has been the pulse beneath my years.
David, your guitar and voice have carried me through joy and sorrow alike, while Polly’s words have given language to what I could only feel; thank you for all you’ve given, for sound that heals, and for light that never fades.
From that first spark, when the grass was greener and the light was brighter, to that breathtaking concert half a century later, your music and lyrics still run like the endless river through my life.
With deep gratitude,
