A fusion of cultural/personal history and memoir. It is the story of one Newfoundland woman's life in music told with wit, charm, candour and insight. It is a story threaded with tunes weighted with memory-the blues riff, the snatch of an adagio, the pop song heard in a cab, and the powerful emotional punch of the island's traditional music. Marjorie Doyle takes us into her life first as a convent girl in a choir, then as a Janis Joplin wannabe and later as a hippie piccolo player in a military band. She relives the first time she sang in four-part harmony. "One minute we were kids skipping in the schoolyard and the next we were singing Bach. It was as if Michelangelo had passed me a child's toll set and said, "Hey, kid, you can help chip at David's toe." The closest word to describe what I felt was 'holiness'."