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by Rebecca Hollweg
Publisher: Emu Records (July 10, 2010)
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Rebecca Hollweg did her own headline tour of the United Kingdom in 2002, and supported The Byrds' Roger McGuinn on his 2002 UK tour. with Jeb Loy Nichols): The Ball That Got Stuck in the Tree, Emu Records, 2010.
Rebecca Hollweg did her own headline tour of the United Kingdom in 2002, and supported The Byrds' Roger McGuinn on his 2002 UK tour She has played London venues including Ronnie Scott's, 606 Club, PizzaExpress Jazz Club and the Southbank Centre, as well as arts centres, theatres and music venues elsewhere in the U.
Rebecca Hollweg (born 30 June 1964) is an English singer-songwriter. She has been described as a talented songsmith who combines old-school craftsmanship with Joni Mitchell's perspectives on relationships and environment and a silky-voiced jazz-influenced songwriter who laces her low-key arrangement. Rebecca Hollweg lives in London. She and her husband, bass player Andy Hamill, married in 2003. They have a daughter, Ruby, born in 2004. References and footnotes.
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You know,’ he said,‘we’ve got that in common, you and I. We are both alone in the world.
In 1940 it was made into a film starring Sir Laurence Ohvier and Joan Fontaine, directed by Alfred Hitchcock. You know,’ he said,‘we’ve got that in common, you and I. Oh, I’ve got a sister, though we don’t see much of each other, and an ancient grandmother whom I visit two or three times a year, but neither of them provides much companionship. You know, I think you’ve made a big mistake in coming here, in joining forces with Mrs Van Hopper.
The trees grew very close together, and it was dark. We trod upon broken twigs, and last year's leaves, and here and there the fresh green stubble of the young bracken, and the shoots of the bluebells soon to blossom. Jasper was silent now, his nose to the ground. There were no dark trees here, no tangled undergrowth, but on either side of the narrow path stood azaleas and rhododendrons, not blood-coloured like the giants in the drive, but salmon, white, and gold, things of beauty and of grace, drooping their lovely, delicate heads in the soft summer rain.