soft and aching — the kind of thing i play late

lovely and simple, just never undoes me like the soul stuff does

her records started with him, so this one's sacred to me

not what grandma raised me on, but you can't deny the joy

his voice feels like sunday morning at my grandma's, i adore it

those strings give me chills, every single time

overplayed for decades and it still gets the whole room singing

every single one of these is stitched into a memory somewhere