Monday, October 3, 2022

Ransom Notes Keep Falling Out of Your Mouth

It's not every day or even every lifetime (for those into reincarnation) when I'll devote one of these missives to something as incredibly personal as music. 

But we're both in luck because I've found a song of such shimmering, glimmering, translucence, and beauty you'll now be hearing it all day, assuming you click on this. 

I knew you would and that you're glad you did.
-bill kenny

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