There seems to be various old time tunes called Cold Frosty Morning or Frosty Morning or Frosty Morn or some variation. In Toronto this morning it was so cold my thoughts were freezing as they bubbled out of my brain. It was the kind of morning when the sensible thing would have been to fire up the woodstove, curl up with a couple cats and sleep til noon.

Here are Truman Price and Adam Price

Here’s Michael Garvin fiddling in the snow