Swimming—a song

In a flurry of song writing a few years ago this little thing appeared.

Having recorded the guitars, bass and piano and sampled some horns from another ancient project (thanks, Amos, Duncs) I persuaded the wonderful Tamiya to sing. And oh, boy, did she sing. And when Si happened to call round for coffee, and happened to have his drum kit in the car, and I happened to have mics set up for drums, it all fell into place very quickly.