"My friend Carolyn came back from babysitting one evening with a rolled-up sheet of paper in her hand. It was a crayon drawing of a child tucked into bed, watching rain pelt at the window as a grownup sat nearby -- Lullabye For A Stormy Night, she explained. She'd played a preliminary recording for the kids, and after listening avidly several times through one little girl had decided to draw a picture of it for me. The girl's name is Anna Rose. To this day I've never met her."
"My friend Carolyn came back from babysitting one evening with a rolled-up sheet of paper in her hand. It was a crayon drawing of a child tucked into bed, watching rain pelt at the window as a grownup sat nearby -- Lullabye For A Stormy Night, she explained. She'd played a preliminary recording for the kids, and after listening avidly several times through one little girl had decided to draw a picture of it for me. The girl's name is Anna Rose. To this day I've never met her."
word's from vienna herself from her old web site.