I got an email today from a guy named Fernando and I can’t get the song out of my mind . . .
Can you hear the drums, Fernando?
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando.
I would not want to have a name that reminds people of a song that they immediately start singing to me my whole life.
Like Jude. Or Barbara Ann. Barbara Ann would be a bad name to have . . .