love this song by leftover salmon. melancholic, wistful, evocative lyrics that make me think of mark twain, the grateful dead, summer, too many women to count, and of course, new orleans.

and to think i’d never heard it until a few months ago when they played it during their show at the crescent. getting trenchtown rock’d by a song you’ve never heard before is one of the simplest pleasures you can experience, and this one definitely hit me that way.

songs you can listen to on repeat for hours at a time, discovering something new after each play, are what i live for. i love music.