Speaking of St. Thomas (see Bolongo Bay) this song was actually begun while I was in the Virgin Islands working with a band in a hotel called the Frenchman's Reef. Supposedly, it was a pirate hang-out in the old days and in the town of Charlotte Amolia they have what they claim is Bluebeards cassle. It's not really a castle anymore but a hotel built around what purports to be the tower from Bluebeard's castle. Maybe, it does look pretty old.
Anyway, I wrote this song for and about my wife, Anne because I missed her and my two children, John and Melanie, very much while I was away playing guitar in paradise. The song expresses what I felt and still feel for her and is also my "biggest hit" among the handful of people who have actually heard it.
Recording Notes:
This recording was made with my younger brother Brian playing the drums in a studio that my older brother, Jim had access to. We did this session while my family and I were visiting Minneapolis from New York one summer. It was a spur of the moment thing and there wasn't much time for perfecting anything. It was really just for family entertainment, good, clean fun and all that. It would have been 1982 or 1983 when the recording was made. That was the visit to Minnesota during which we began thinking of moving the family there. We made that move in 1984 with some help from my mother who picked us a house to live in and two of my former bandmates, Joel and Joe, who drove the moving van.