This is about Edie, and she’s the most elusive and the most difficult to capture, and I was in her presence masses of times, but I’m left with a visceral impression, not a vocal one that I can communicate because she changed lives of anyone she knew back then with her shimmering presence. It is like taking something ineffable. You know, Tinkerbell is always represented just by a light on stage and a little tympani in the orchestra. There’s no person there. It’s just a little baby spot that goes around.