The Painter’s Bucket has been sitting in the corner of a room that hasn’t had many visitors in years. In the winter of 2017 I wandered into the room, stumbled into the bucket and knocked it over. Many of these songs spilled out onto the floor, woke up from a long nap and leapt into the closest song playing device. They stirred up the air a bit. Thank you for taking these songs and adding them to your bucket. And remember that they are most happy when they are dancing in the ether.