So, yeah, in case you hadn't already guessed, my week-long tribute to Candle Records is indeed culminating with a song by my favorite band on the label. The first time I saw The Lucksmiths was in 1999 at a tiny bar over in Arlington, Virginia. I went to the show by myself because it was a rainy weeknight and I couldn't talk anyone into making the trip across the river to hear some band I had only ever read good things about. The Galaxy Hut barely had enough room for Tali, Marty and Mark — let alone the thirty curious audience members — many of whom looked like they had just ducked into the bar to get out of the rain, and stumbled across the most fun they'd had in ages. I don't know what I expected to hear that evening, but I can tell you—even seven years later—all my expectations were exceeded by this incredibly talented trio from Melbourne, Australia. I bought two singles after the show with the few dollars I had left in my wallet, and tonight's Happy Medium Song of the Day was the b-side on one of those singles. It was a song the band had performed live that night, and I couldn't get out of my head for weeks. In the following years I would have the opportunity to see the band perform live four more times—twice in my own backyard, amazingly—and they would never play the song again. That's what makes “Edward, Sandwich Hand” an appropriate choice for tonight's song of the day, and The Lucksmiths an appropriate band to share on this, the first Anniversary of The Happy Medium Song of the Day. 356 days and 158 songs—some with stories and some without. It seems like a lot until I look at my music collection and all the new music I have been enjoying of late—and I see no end in sight. I hope reading and listening over the past year has been as much fun for you as writing and playing has been for me. And I hope the happy whistling in this song—along with its clever lyrics, and sparse strumming puts a smile on your face, a bounce in your step, and a snap in your fingers tomorrow, and every day after that you play it — the same way it affected and infected me seven years ago on a rainy night in Arlington. Luck has nothing to do with it.