Long ago, in a strange place called Hollywoodland…
A little boy and a little girl met in a sandbox. They were fast friends, because the little boy could whistle real good, and the little girl liked to sing along. People passing by who heard their music were glued to the spot, suspended in time with the hope that the delicate melodies they tossed around so effortlessly would reflect a little of them, even if just for a moment. Soon a crowd had formed, and someone was heard to have said, “Those kids are making glass from sand…”
And so it began…