When you continuously wrestle back and forth about what the centerpiece topic of the site should be, you tend to lean heavily one way and forget about the other side until it's time to switch back. While I'm not saying we're at a "switch back" point, we have unfairly left sports in the dust during what may be one of the greatest times of the year. I'm going to blame everyone else for this cruel, cruel outcome.
With only two bowls left (one and a half really), there's really no way to save our lack of college football coverage. I have to admit that the lack of picks has a direct correlation with the lack of confidence I've had in myself over the last month to pick a single game correctly (much less an entire post's worth of games). After an amazing January 2nd, however, I'm back to believing in the Beez and figured I'd put my ass out there just in time for the playoffs.
I'm going to touch at least one angle in each game that I feel most confident in and then do my best to throw a prediction out there. I hate all these matchups to be honest, from the storylines to the spreads to even the way the teams look on the field against one another. But when has three or more warning signs ever kept me from laying it on the line before?
Bengals (+4) at Texans - This is a matchup that you almost can't believe is actually happening in the playoffs. You have a Cincinnati team that is figuratively hobbling into the playoffs after some late losses and a Houston team that is literally hobbling into the playoffs after key injuries that have tainted what had all the makings of a special season. If you go back to their previous matchup in Cincinnati, you see a dominant performance by the Bengals until they decided to penalize themselves and turn it over just enough to snatch defeat out of the jaws of victory. I don't think they'll be as silly this time around and I honestly can't back a team quarterbacked by T.J. Yates, a player that I felt was overrated at his position in the ACC much less the NFL. This is an upset only because Vegas says it is.
Prediction: Cincinnati 20, Houston 16
The Pick: Bengals (+4)
Lions (+10.5) at Saints - This game is very interesting to me because I know how close the Lions were to covering during the regular season at the Superdome even though they played one of the most self-defeating games from a penalty standpoint I've maybe ever seen. As long as Brandon Pettigrew's pride doesn't get in the way again, I have to believe the Lions cover double digits. However, because of Drew Brees' ability to march his team down the field even when trying to run out the clock, I can't convince myself to single out anything less than two touchdowns without begging to be heartbroken. But I can convince myself that the Saints can hang 38 points here and I can easily convince myself the Lions can hang 24 right back at them. Add those two together and you have an important number, but you're not going to hit it until you almost think you've run out of time.
Prediction: Saints 38, Lions 24
The Pick: Over 59.5 Total Points
Falcons (+3) at Giants - I'm going to double nail this one going away. The Giants are receiving the Cowboys bias right now because everyone is crowning them a Super Bowl sleeper because of two wins over the Cowboys. Is there anyone outside of the Vikings whose secondary is more susceptible to the deep ball than the Cowboys? Is Terrance Newman aging in dog years at this point? This is the same Giants team who lost at home to the Redskins only a couple of weeks ago and who lost to Philadelphia . . . in primetime . . . with Vince Young standing confused under center. Tom Coughlin has more lives than a litter of kittens at this point. Atlanta will limit the deep ball with up-front pressure and will control the clock while on offense. Have you ever been watching an Atlanta game and start wondering if the other team has even had the ball during the half? You may tomorrow. I'm predicting both sides of this and throwing an upset curveball in their.
Prediction: Falcons 23, Giants 17
The Pick: Falcons ML (+130) and Under 47.5 Total Points
Steelers (-8) at Broncos - Oh my. I'll make it no secret that I don't trust Tim Tebow as far as I can throw him and you can take that in any context you'd like. It's not that I don't believe he believes in what he says he believes or that he's a wonderful human being, I just wonder if any human being can be that "on" all the time. On a football field, I have no limiting conditions. . . I will simply bet against him and even if I lose I'll feel like I made the right call. Point blank. Period. Even with sports having that ability to write stories you could never dream up, I can't budge off of this one. Even with my gut feeling that there's no way the Steelers can cover 8 points against a Browns- or Chiefs-like team on the road, I can't make myself do it. However, while I can't take the spread because of Tim Tebow's inadequacies as a QB, Tim Tebow's inadequacies as a QB will allow me to confidently take an already ultra-low under.
Prediction: Steelers 16, Broncos 3
The Pick: Under 33.5 Total Points
Good luck and remember: it's probably not a bad idea to go the opposite of every prediction you see during the playoffs.
1.07.2012
DISCOVER 365: Days 356 & 355
I haven't truly cheated yet on completing this countdown unless you consider skipping required posts to be cheating. However, in order to wrap up the Bowling Green theme and give you a chance to listen to 365 albums this year, I'm going to combine two albums into one post because they're listed more to prove a bigger point than they are to highlight the individual album. It's not because the albums or the bands aren't excellent or their talent unbelievable, it's just that I haven't listened to either enough to probably give it the justice it deserves considering how impressed I am after only a few listens of each.
After posting on Cage the Elephant last night, I kind of wondered to myself all day if I was making them bigger than what they really are to those with no Bowling Green ties. And then I logged onto the iTunes Store to find this banner at the top of the main home page:
Not only did this help me get over whatever it was I worried about, but it also helped me realize that maybe there is some substance to that hushed comparison I've been hearing and reading about: that the Bowling Green, Kentucky of the 2000's and 2010's is starting to look an awful lot like 1990's Seattle. For those of you that didn't blow your brains out and/or decide that I have no credibility after reading that last sentence, please know that I'm not saying Cage the Elephant is the new Nirvana or Sleeper Agent is the new Pearl Jam. I don't believe in making those types of statements (though you'll probably find me making those statements over the course of a year), just as I would never say anyone from Harold Miner to Kobe Bryant is the new Jordan. There will never be a new Jordan just as there will never be a new Nirvana. But a new Seattle is not out of reach in terms of a high concentration of bright, new bands coming out of the same centralized location, or, as in this case, coming off the same bar stage.
One band from one town would realistically be labeled as a shot in the pan or fluke; two bands could even be seen as a coincidence. But three or more has to be seen as something special. no matter the size of the city but ESPECIALLY if the town has less than 50,000 people even when school is in session. Two more of the Bowling Green bands that blow this thing way past coincidence are listed below: Mona and Morning Teleportation.
Artist: Morning Teleportation
Album: Expand Anyway
Impressive probably isn't a strong enough description. I'm always blown away by a front man who can also pull off lead guitar duties without ever missing a beat. When those duties require the licks and fills this guy is throwing out there, I'm liable to use a stupid phrase like "blown to smithereens" because "blown away" just doesn't cut how taken aback I am by the talent at that front mic. Combine that with catchy melodies and lyric delivery that makes you want to shout along, this band may have more than what it takes to be the biggest of all four of the highlighted bands in this series.
David Letterman was pretty damn impressed:
Year Released: 2011
# of Tracks: 12
Label: Glacial Pace
Best Lyric and Best Track: I don't want to make a call on either category without giving them all a chance to fairly hit me in time
Artist: Mona
Album: Mona - EP
I'm not going to even try and look over the obvious here: these guys will remind you a lot of Kings of Leon. They've been called the new Kings of Leon by people who remember what the old Kings of Leon used to be like. They've opened for Kings of Leon prior to Caleb losing his mind again. But damn it, Kings of Leon are pretty friggin' good for a bunch of guys who should be no better than average based on their background, so I always consider being compared to them as one heck of a compliment. Plus these cats already have their own Vevo channel on YouTube so that's got to say something. And not to experience-drop like it's hot, but I met their bassist at the bar on another random night at Tidball's and had no idea who in the hell he or Mona even was. I thought he was just another guy with an overinflated sense of how good his band was and used how down-to-Earth and approachable he was as evidence to prove that point to myself. Why would anyone who's as big as he claimed to be just randomly strike up conversation? I was right about one thing . . . he was definitely down to Earth and approachable. I was, however, wrong about another thing . . . his sense of how good they were could have actually used some inflation.
Check out their appearance on Later .. .with Jools Holland, BBC's version of Last Call with Carson Daly:
Year Released: 2011
# of Tracks: 4
Label: Mercury
Best Lyric and Best Track: I don't want to make a call on either category without giving them all a chance to fairly hit me in time
After posting on Cage the Elephant last night, I kind of wondered to myself all day if I was making them bigger than what they really are to those with no Bowling Green ties. And then I logged onto the iTunes Store to find this banner at the top of the main home page:
Not only did this help me get over whatever it was I worried about, but it also helped me realize that maybe there is some substance to that hushed comparison I've been hearing and reading about: that the Bowling Green, Kentucky of the 2000's and 2010's is starting to look an awful lot like 1990's Seattle. For those of you that didn't blow your brains out and/or decide that I have no credibility after reading that last sentence, please know that I'm not saying Cage the Elephant is the new Nirvana or Sleeper Agent is the new Pearl Jam. I don't believe in making those types of statements (though you'll probably find me making those statements over the course of a year), just as I would never say anyone from Harold Miner to Kobe Bryant is the new Jordan. There will never be a new Jordan just as there will never be a new Nirvana. But a new Seattle is not out of reach in terms of a high concentration of bright, new bands coming out of the same centralized location, or, as in this case, coming off the same bar stage.
One band from one town would realistically be labeled as a shot in the pan or fluke; two bands could even be seen as a coincidence. But three or more has to be seen as something special. no matter the size of the city but ESPECIALLY if the town has less than 50,000 people even when school is in session. Two more of the Bowling Green bands that blow this thing way past coincidence are listed below: Mona and Morning Teleportation.
Artist: Morning Teleportation
Album: Expand Anyway
Impressive probably isn't a strong enough description. I'm always blown away by a front man who can also pull off lead guitar duties without ever missing a beat. When those duties require the licks and fills this guy is throwing out there, I'm liable to use a stupid phrase like "blown to smithereens" because "blown away" just doesn't cut how taken aback I am by the talent at that front mic. Combine that with catchy melodies and lyric delivery that makes you want to shout along, this band may have more than what it takes to be the biggest of all four of the highlighted bands in this series.David Letterman was pretty damn impressed:
Year Released: 2011
# of Tracks: 12
Label: Glacial Pace
Best Lyric and Best Track: I don't want to make a call on either category without giving them all a chance to fairly hit me in time
Artist: Mona
Album: Mona - EP
I'm not going to even try and look over the obvious here: these guys will remind you a lot of Kings of Leon. They've been called the new Kings of Leon by people who remember what the old Kings of Leon used to be like. They've opened for Kings of Leon prior to Caleb losing his mind again. But damn it, Kings of Leon are pretty friggin' good for a bunch of guys who should be no better than average based on their background, so I always consider being compared to them as one heck of a compliment. Plus these cats already have their own Vevo channel on YouTube so that's got to say something. And not to experience-drop like it's hot, but I met their bassist at the bar on another random night at Tidball's and had no idea who in the hell he or Mona even was. I thought he was just another guy with an overinflated sense of how good his band was and used how down-to-Earth and approachable he was as evidence to prove that point to myself. Why would anyone who's as big as he claimed to be just randomly strike up conversation? I was right about one thing . . . he was definitely down to Earth and approachable. I was, however, wrong about another thing . . . his sense of how good they were could have actually used some inflation.Check out their appearance on Later .. .with Jools Holland, BBC's version of Last Call with Carson Daly:
# of Tracks: 4
Label: Mercury
Best Lyric and Best Track: I don't want to make a call on either category without giving them all a chance to fairly hit me in time
DISCOVER 365: Day 357
Artist: Sleeper Agent
Album: Celebrasion
Continuing on the Tidball's theme, the next band comes out of nowhere to hopefully soon find itself everywhere. You always wonder how producers of the car commercials or iPod commercials are able to find that next catchy song . . . until you stumble upon a band like Sleeper Agent and immediately picture a hamster in a Kia. I'm not saying that's how they should be pigeon-holed or that it's what they set out to do, it's just there are some bands out there who can't help but create music that makes you feel good.
I have to feel old in this post and say that most of the members in Sleeper Agent hadn't dreamed of finishing high school before I had already retired my bar seat at Tidball's and moved on to the "big" city. Hell, the lead female singer still wouldn't have even been allowed in Tidball's had she not been carrying a microphone in on her way through the front door. But they realized at a young age to go after the biggest reward at a time in their lives that carried the least amount of risk. They are simply one of those cool stories who will never forget where they cut their teeth.
On a recent trip back "home," I was able to accidentally get introduced to the drummer of Sleeper Agent, Justin Wilson, in thefront parking lot smoking section of Tidball's. This was just as my interest in the band was originally peaking. When I told him I had actually considered covering their song, "That's My Baby," during our set, he didn't take it as a chance to look down on me but rather smiled drunkenly from ear to ear and acted genuinely appreciative that someone would even consider playing one of their songs. He even managed to compliment our individual performance while drubbing all cover bands like us in general. It was refreshing to think that someone whose talent and near-guaranteed success that I was envious of was still humble enough to have a normal (yet weirdly drunk and deep) conversation with a guy he had met at a bar on a random Thursday night, less than 18 hours before they were to set out on a 23-city tour.
I will be the first to admit that a band from San Diego or Brooklyn with the same comparisons and same name may not have received a first listen from me. That's something I have to deal with. But because they've stamped themselves as a part of Bowling Green's finest, I've found myself giving it a chance and subsequently liking this album more and more with each listen. You have the initial "hit" with "Get it Daddy," a song that hooks you as soon as the first chorus hits. You have no trouble feeling as young as the band on the self-aware track, "Love Blood." And then you have my personal favorite, "That's My Baby," a song that slows it down a bit and sounds like nothing else on the album but remains similar to the rest in that it sounds really good.
Year Released: 2011
# of Tracks: 12
Label: Mom + Pop Music
Best Lyric: "Baby I don't love you, but I think I'm gonna try" - Be My Monster
Best Track: "That's My Baby" - You can hear that there's a bigger voice inside of her that could probably melt you if she really wanted to go all Feist on your ass.
Album: Celebrasion
Continuing on the Tidball's theme, the next band comes out of nowhere to hopefully soon find itself everywhere. You always wonder how producers of the car commercials or iPod commercials are able to find that next catchy song . . . until you stumble upon a band like Sleeper Agent and immediately picture a hamster in a Kia. I'm not saying that's how they should be pigeon-holed or that it's what they set out to do, it's just there are some bands out there who can't help but create music that makes you feel good. I have to feel old in this post and say that most of the members in Sleeper Agent hadn't dreamed of finishing high school before I had already retired my bar seat at Tidball's and moved on to the "big" city. Hell, the lead female singer still wouldn't have even been allowed in Tidball's had she not been carrying a microphone in on her way through the front door. But they realized at a young age to go after the biggest reward at a time in their lives that carried the least amount of risk. They are simply one of those cool stories who will never forget where they cut their teeth.
On a recent trip back "home," I was able to accidentally get introduced to the drummer of Sleeper Agent, Justin Wilson, in the
I will be the first to admit that a band from San Diego or Brooklyn with the same comparisons and same name may not have received a first listen from me. That's something I have to deal with. But because they've stamped themselves as a part of Bowling Green's finest, I've found myself giving it a chance and subsequently liking this album more and more with each listen. You have the initial "hit" with "Get it Daddy," a song that hooks you as soon as the first chorus hits. You have no trouble feeling as young as the band on the self-aware track, "Love Blood." And then you have my personal favorite, "That's My Baby," a song that slows it down a bit and sounds like nothing else on the album but remains similar to the rest in that it sounds really good.
Year Released: 2011
# of Tracks: 12
Label: Mom + Pop Music
Best Lyric: "Baby I don't love you, but I think I'm gonna try" - Be My Monster
Best Track: "That's My Baby" - You can hear that there's a bigger voice inside of her that could probably melt you if she really wanted to go all Feist on your ass.
1.06.2012
DISCOVER 365: Day 358
Artist: Cage the Elephant
Album: Cage the Elephant
If memory serves, I've now posted for two months on this blog and claimed that at least half of it was about music. And somehow, someway, I've posted for two months without once mentioning Tidball's. It could have probably been its own header in my "Thankful . . ." post. For those of you unfamiliar, Tidball's is a bar in Bowling Green, Kentucky, providing Western Kentucky University's youth and Bowling Green's most loyal with an escape from everyday life. It was the place you could find me most nights of the week my last year and a half of college, from the time the door was first unlocked around 9:07 to the time the place locked back up at 2:13. It's where I met Jarvis and a host of other people that I still consider great friends to this day, made the words "Half a mile from the county fair" my music version of Pavlov's bell, and shaped my ability to give every type of music a chance to impress me. It's where, through the haze of Camel Special Lights, that I discovered just how much people truly cared about music and just how much fun it could be if you gathered all of these people in one place. It humbled me and inspired me all at once.
Tidball's is truly the only live music venue in Bowling Green. Other places may have an occasional concert or a string of cover bands, but Tidball's brings something new to the stage damn-near six nights a week. And while our cover band was lucky enough to grace the stage a few handfuls of times, it is the original artists that have put the place on the map and honed their sound and their fanbase on a stage that stands only about eight inches above the crowd and gives you no choice but to be a part of the experience. I'm dedicating the next few posts of this Discover 365 series to Tidball's and the music that has come out of it since that special night in June of 2005 that we first ventured in to hear a Nashville band whose album isn't set to be introduced on this countdown until November or December. Some would even say "it's the Babylon of the Bible belt":
The first album with Tidball's roots is probably the most famous: Cage the Elephant's self-titled debut. This band got big in Bowling Green just as our college years peaked so we go as far back as when they were called Perfect Confusion. With unmatched energy and a loyal fanbase, Cage grew into a presence in Bowling Green and the surrounding area enough to get noticed. Taking the England-first route much like Kings of Leon, they hopped the pond, got big, and came back just in time to be refreshing. Do you know how surreal it is to be reading Rolling Stone and see a feature or photo shoot about a group of guys that your own band used to share space on cheap live music flyers with? In addition to the radio hit, "Ain't No Rest for the Wicked," check out the Chili Peppers-like track, "Lotus", and the I'm-smarter-than-I-look-and-act' "In One Ear."
Plus they never forget where they come from:
Year Released: 2009
# of Tracks: 11
Label: RCA / Jive
Best Lyric: "So for the critics who despise us, go ahead and criticize; It's your tyranny that drives us, adds the fire to our flames" - In One Ear
Best Track: "Ain't No Rest for the Wicked" - It got played out pretty bad, but I can't wait to hear it years from now and be able to remember how awesome it was the first time it came on my radio
Album: Cage the Elephant
If memory serves, I've now posted for two months on this blog and claimed that at least half of it was about music. And somehow, someway, I've posted for two months without once mentioning Tidball's. It could have probably been its own header in my "Thankful . . ." post. For those of you unfamiliar, Tidball's is a bar in Bowling Green, Kentucky, providing Western Kentucky University's youth and Bowling Green's most loyal with an escape from everyday life. It was the place you could find me most nights of the week my last year and a half of college, from the time the door was first unlocked around 9:07 to the time the place locked back up at 2:13. It's where I met Jarvis and a host of other people that I still consider great friends to this day, made the words "Half a mile from the county fair" my music version of Pavlov's bell, and shaped my ability to give every type of music a chance to impress me. It's where, through the haze of Camel Special Lights, that I discovered just how much people truly cared about music and just how much fun it could be if you gathered all of these people in one place. It humbled me and inspired me all at once. Tidball's is truly the only live music venue in Bowling Green. Other places may have an occasional concert or a string of cover bands, but Tidball's brings something new to the stage damn-near six nights a week. And while our cover band was lucky enough to grace the stage a few handfuls of times, it is the original artists that have put the place on the map and honed their sound and their fanbase on a stage that stands only about eight inches above the crowd and gives you no choice but to be a part of the experience. I'm dedicating the next few posts of this Discover 365 series to Tidball's and the music that has come out of it since that special night in June of 2005 that we first ventured in to hear a Nashville band whose album isn't set to be introduced on this countdown until November or December. Some would even say "it's the Babylon of the Bible belt":
The first album with Tidball's roots is probably the most famous: Cage the Elephant's self-titled debut. This band got big in Bowling Green just as our college years peaked so we go as far back as when they were called Perfect Confusion. With unmatched energy and a loyal fanbase, Cage grew into a presence in Bowling Green and the surrounding area enough to get noticed. Taking the England-first route much like Kings of Leon, they hopped the pond, got big, and came back just in time to be refreshing. Do you know how surreal it is to be reading Rolling Stone and see a feature or photo shoot about a group of guys that your own band used to share space on cheap live music flyers with? In addition to the radio hit, "Ain't No Rest for the Wicked," check out the Chili Peppers-like track, "Lotus", and the I'm-smarter-than-I-look-and-act' "In One Ear."
Plus they never forget where they come from:
Year Released: 2009
# of Tracks: 11
Label: RCA / Jive
Best Lyric: "So for the critics who despise us, go ahead and criticize; It's your tyranny that drives us, adds the fire to our flames" - In One Ear
Best Track: "Ain't No Rest for the Wicked" - It got played out pretty bad, but I can't wait to hear it years from now and be able to remember how awesome it was the first time it came on my radio
1.03.2012
Love is a Mix Tape
What is Love? Great minds have been grappling with this question throughout the ages, and in the modern era, they have come up with many different answers. According to Western philosopher Pat Benatar, love is a battlefield. Her paisan Frank Sinatra would add the corollary that love is a tender trap. Love hurts. Love stinks. Love bites, love bleeds, love is the drug. The troubadours of our time agree: They want to know what love is, and they want you to show them. But the answer is simple: Love is a mix tape. –Rob Sheffield
Reading this got me thinking about the mix tapes of my day, the set lists designed to make me feel sad, amped, at peace, in love. Love is a Mix Tape is a love letter to Sheffield’s late wife, a sharing of the great songs they listened to as their relationship evolved, her way of speaking to him even after she was gone. The fifteen mix tapes explained in the book cover many songs from the ‘90s, a decade in which I was exposed to some great music for the first time, which got me thinking about things that happened during my young adolescent life. The Verve Pipe’s The Freshman was playing in the background as I took a drag off my first cigarette, and I blared Puff Daddy’s Can’t Nobody Hold Me Down on my walkman as I sauntered home after having my first sips of beer, my Doc Marten Mary Janes kicking up the gravel of an undeveloped neighborhood, one that now contains wallpapered kitchens with all-white appliances and shutters that need repainting. I listened to Sister Hazel as I dyed streaks of my hair with cherry kool-aid and pierced my belly-button with an unsanitized safety pin, the latter of which got me grounded for three weeks. I didn’t mind. It gave me more time to listen to Smashing Pumpkins and Alanis Morissette in my bedroom, my finger on the record button as I listened to the radio, trying to snag as many songs on those plastic tapes as possible.
I wouldn’t have discovered this music on my own. My older brothers listened to hair bands and country, neither of which I had much interest in. I really owe it to Miranda, my best friend at the time, who could chalk up her good taste in music to her high school brother, a boy I desperately wished would look past the fact I was in middle school , take my hand when he drove me home sometimes, and stop calling me “helmet head,” a nickname he gave me for the bad haircut I donned.
I have a box of the mix tapes I made with Miranda, and although I don’t have the means to play them, I know exactly what’s on them. The tape labeled “The Tape” contains Mr. Big’s To Be With You, a song that may be deserving of credit to my last name, “Aero” holds, as you might have guessed, Dream On, Sweet Emotion, and Cryin’ , three songs I listened to until the lyrics floated through my head as I drifted off to sleep at night. “Let it Flow” has some Toni Braxton jams, Jann Arden’s Insensitive, Nobody Knows, courtesy of The Tony Rich Project, and one of my favorites, Space Hog’s In the Meantime.
When flipping through these lost treasures I found something that may be even better than the music itself, a letter from Miranda, explaining the songs she put on a mix tape for me. I’d like to share some of that letter here, and maybe you’ll remember where you were or what you were doing or who you were with when you listened to these songs for the first time, or in our case, on repeat. In no particular order:
First Song—To Forgive, by my favorite person, Billy Corgan. Well, this song definitely has a background with us. Remember BETA weekend? We went roller-blading, and the big dog. We listened to this song over and over again until it was all we could think about.
Keith Sweat’s Twisted. Don’t you remember the bean bag and the chairs? The tootsie rolls and the Christmas lights? I never will, and I know you won’t either.
The next song you introduced me to. This song probably means more to me than it does to you. I remember the Saturday after Erik broke up with me and we went to the mall and I got this tape. I listened to it about a kazillian times while I was on the phone with Michael, waiting for him to switch to the other line and tell me what Erik said. Better than Ezra’s Desperately Wanting.
I listened to this song over and over while I would sit in silence. Wow, what fun you think. Well, actually, I could never be happier doing anything else but sitting in silence. Name by the GooGoo Dolls.
The next song is Alien. I’m about to do a Bush block. Anyways—on 6-2-97 on the phone with Erik I sang this song, and he got mad and accused me of calling him an alien.
Now back to the Nixons. This one will bring back b-ball memories. How we used to blast it in our poor little ears and sing it for Michael. Passion.
This next one was a big one for me after the concert. We listened to it a thousand times before Cameron’s party. Lady Picture Show STP!
Don’t ask me why you like this song. I seriously think it’s the most annoying song, and who in the hell would write a song about the color pink?! (You can guess.)
There’s more, so much more. No one makes mix tapes anymore. Although technology has evolved, the music is still there, creeping back into our lives, reminding us of the things we’ve forgotten and wish we could return to. Love most certainly is a mix tape.
This one is for you, Miranda. Thanks.
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