Super Wild Horses make me dance. All swinging shoulders and bouncy knees. Make me open the windows wide. Drink cheap booze and bomb hills on cardboard boxes. Make me think of my sweetheart. Make me sing along. Make me feel like I’m 15. Just drive-ins and scraped knees and fast guitars. Tappety drums and tambourines. […]
I’m listening to this, and I keep forgetting what it is I’m listening to. I keep thinking it’s some great old Pentecostal blues from Ray Charles, or someone (perhaps left over from yesterday’s Song of the Day entry). You can totally imagine him down on his knees in front of the congregation.