Did she really live on the second floor? I did.
[eleventh life-in-music post]
Since I dished Wilco’s self-titled album anyway for their oldie Summerteeth in the previous post, I’ll deviate from the schedule a bit here yet again.
Doing away with Beauty & Crime. Taking up Solitude Standing.
Jesus Christ, there’s a video! All these years and I didn’t know there’s a video!
And that was my first Suzanne. And she sang true. You really just won’t be able to argue.
Suzanne, the storyteller, the minstrel.
I really don’t feel like writing today. It’s raining.
Back neck shoulder ache. And so cold.
I’m getting me some bread and soup.
Her songs work like bread and soup.
I can stand solitude with bread and soup.
I love you Miss Vega. Thank you.