Rancid - Black Derby Jacket

I immediately realized that I did not need to listen intently to her every word, and yet she made a pleasant impression, and her charm seemed to oblige. After the concert at which I played Vivaldi, she suddenly appeared in front of me in a crowd behind the stage, a lady of about fifty, slim, discreet make-up, elegant costume, fashionable short haircut. I won’t hold you back, said the woman with a captivating smile, I just need to speak up. And she apparently uttered a premeditated phrase: "You and your violin were with me at one of the happiest moments of my life." Of course, I did not immediately understand what she was talking about. She said that she and her new lover spent Christmas in a mountain hut. Outside there is deep snow, inside candles are burning, in the fireplace the flame fluctuates.And in this dreamy mood, she put on a CD with my Vivaldi recording. “It was like in a fairy tale, so incredibly romantic.”