There is an awkward humor in the way a battery-powered motor whirrs down its final rotations; or the way I've always assumed the flavor of blue-raspberry lollipops is how the color blue really tastes; or the number of syllables it took to ruin a perfectly good night on the town.
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Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
The Wailin' Jennys, The Parting Glass
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