My dream is to play this whole record live, every single song in one performance, bringing Nick Drake’s music back to the stage. The first full moon in April, a herald of spring, is known as the Pink Moon. I dedicate this record to my daughter Lily, who was born under the light of this moon
What would happen if characters from beloved songs left their records and took shape, took life, began to think and react? Would it be a dream coming true, or would we ourselves turn into a dream?