26
Aug
baby, your winter is nothing but prison
(or: august 26’s honey from the hive)
posted at 10:58 am by brandon in sweet you rock and sweet you roll
Court Yard Hounds (featuring Jakob Dylan) — “See You in the Spring”
(from Court Yard Hounds
When these goofy, petulant heifers speak, they never fail to make me want to scale the interior walls of my skull trying in vain to quell the resulting brain itch. But when they sing — with or without that woefully ignorant babbling brook Natalie Maines — they never fail to create unfettered magic. (Incidentally, I am the loving boyfriend of a human being who positively detests cold weather of any stripe, and I predict this one’s gonna touch him deeply somewhere beneath the palm fronds and beach sand of his soul.)
