KEEP YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM.
BACK SLOWLY AWAY FROM THE HARMONICA.
When he first arrived in Buenos Aires, Gerhardt's greedy fingers peeled away the wrapping from his new Hohner, lustily anticipating carefree retirement hours.
When I was a kid in the 70s, on roadtrips I'd sometimes hear a bluegrass version of Misty - the first I'd ever hear - and the lyrics mystified me, indeed.
I get misty
To my chinlove
Mom, what's a chinlove?
[I secretly love the energy of this video-- it's so kooky it wraps plumb back around to cute. The chandelier is a nice touch, and I've always been a sucker for ebola virus wall-art.]
Have a pleasant day.