Every time I hear Rodrigo y Gabriela, my face melts off my skull.
“Woke up this mornin’, happy as could be I looked out my window, what did I see Coming’ up my sidewalk, just as plain as day Well here come trouble that I never thought I’d see when you went away.”
“When I die Lord, won’t you put my soul up on a train? Won’t you send it southbound and give a cool blues man name?”
15 years since it started and it’s apparent that my crush on Fiona Apple is still prevalent. Also reminds me how much her music makes me sleepy. This is practically a lullaby.