In Sofia our intrepid host Svetan came forward with the master recording of my first Bulgarian solo event, recorded March 2010–

“There Are No Bridges In Folk Songs Because The Peasants Died Building Them”

OLD PIANO/DOWN THE DRAIN/MOLE IN THE GROUND/BREAKIN’ THE LAW EVERY DAY/GOIN’ ACROSS THE SEA/BIRTHDAY SONG/PILE UP ALL ARCHITECTURE/SONG OF QUESTIONS/SONG OF MIRRORS/A BOTTLE LABELED LOSERS/LAND OF USE TO BE/SHAPES OF THINGS/HAPPY NEW YEAR/
PEOPLE WILL VOTE FOR WHOEVER GIVES THEM FOOD

I began producing copies of this CD while waiting to meet my wife in Rome. I used the business center of a Hilton near my own hotel to print train tickets and cover art and also downloaded an illustrated quote of mine that I thought I was appropriate, “There are no bridges in folk songs because the peasants died building them,” all the time remembering what Svetan had said looking out toward the mountains as we took the train back to Sofia from Plovdiv: “In the mountains there are people living a very old way of life, traditional….they are like peasants….living in the old way….they sometimes see the devil.”