Friday, November 4, 2016

Fuck you, Will.

Writing this as I give a first listen to the new Will Varley. It's already making me feel things.

Fuck you, Will. It is entirely too early to feel things.

I love words. He has a way with them. His songs are better than the book.

Also, Apple sucks. I don't want to update my iTunes while I am trying to listen to the new Will Varley, you fuck.

Anyway, this first song (starting for the third time) is enough for the price of admission. If you love great story tellers, go get the new Will Varley.

You'll have to forgive me, I have stopped typing so I can listen.

You should listen.

Titty sprinkles.

Seriously, close your eyes and just listen.

Postscript - I was about to hit the post button when I heard TGB coming downstairs. That's when I realized I needed to wipe away the tears.