heartstrings and harmoniums
The first time S came over to my place to cook, circa 2.25 months ago, I played Elvis Perkins for him as we chopped and stirred and generally made a delicious mess. He seemed to like the music (you can expect a few things out of an accordion player's musical taste, I think) and I'm sure I waxed on about the depth of the lyrics and the fullness of
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