Wherein the composer flashes back to 1999 in Austin, TX, penning a song as a creative alternative to hitting on Wendy, the architecture student moonlighting as a bartender. In the process, he’s pulled further back to 1987—the birth year of The Robertsons, his after-school alternative rock band. It’s his first taste of songwriting as flirtation, crafting a tune for Lorna, the high school cheerleader he once likened to a Polish pastry. Name of the girl, name of the song, and a legacy of melodies spun for muses who always seemed just out of reach.