From a Facebook post from The Florida Bjorkestra‘s fearless leader and Jobsite’s own resident composer and music director Jeremy Douglass:
Not too long ago, Chelsea Hooker and I were gonna play this song at the Jobsite Theater gala. But it didn’t happen, and we never got over not performing it. It’s been stuck in my head ever since.
Cut to the other night when I’m humming this to myself while washing my hands for the bajillionth time and I realize how absolutely relevant this song is right meow. So I gathered up some friends from Jobsite, some friends from The Florida Björkestra, and the amazing Chelsea Hooker and we put together something really magical.
Even sent to our own rooms, we’re still together, still making art and collaborating. We don’t need to know the way home. We’re already there. And we all want to know what’s beyond (gestures broadly at everything) all of this.
Love to you all.
Wash your hands.
And here it is. Isn’t she a beaut?
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