Rebecca Dru

It’s Halloween in West Hollywood and though my eyes are tired and my body craves sleep, the party continues past 5:30 am and there’s no way to sleep....so I wrote a little something....

Tempesta: Storm...and one was brewing with great strength when I wrote this....how people can change and friendships blow up when the friendship is not balanced... It was beyond coincidental that the weather changed at this moment...intense winds...pouring rains...and church bells....

I wrote this one while visiting a friend in Firenze, IT. She was single, on the lookout for a relationship...and kept say she had to have a man with a “White Jaguar”. Of course one could take that both literally and figuratively, but I’ll leave that to your imagination....

I remember driving from through the hill towns outside of Firenze, as a passenger. The intense curvy roads were dizzying and I had to focus on something. I was hypnotized and mesmerized by the lush views ...

Crazy as it sounds...I wrote this while lying in a tanning bed...it kept playing in my head...and came home and then played it on the piano....

This series takes you on a musical journey into my world with this collection of instrumental compositions reflective of my days in Italy, moments of inner turmoil and precious moments with family and friends. Con Amore: With Love

I’m not quite sure what this one is about..... but I think all of this rain or maybe walking in the pouring rain has had an effect on me....

In the summer of 2003, The LA PHIL was playing the Edinburgh Festival and so my daughter, her friend and I tagged along. Edinburgh is a FUN City....so much to take in, so many colors, textures and sounds.