Sunday, July 26, 2009
I've constructed a Trash Can Sinatras playlist and find that they may warm my heart more than any other band in existence. It's all down to Francis' voice, those chiming chords, the softness around the middle...sigh. The new record has some duds, sure sure, but it has Morning Star and Easy on the Eye and The Engine. It's a miracle, to quote Francis from some days ago. I almost feel guilty for not having contributed to possible future successes. I have a hard time with guilt. Recently an episode dealt with crackers.