Now I think I know what people aim to mean when they use the word ‘Love,’ but for a long time the term struck me as a precious tool blunted by misuse. And instead of a clean heal after the cut is made, your life is left to manage a series of rips, breaks, and bruises. Your experience with Love is confusing. The mention of the word utterly drains you. Sometimes it’s best just to walk away. This humble happy little kick-up-and-whirl of a song tumbled out one morning in Spring 2011 and cleared the way for a new body of work.