Saturday, September 3

latin is for lovers


I loved this brod in calamity jane, that was a sure hit amongst my siblings, and will forever live on amoung actually-entertaining-musicals, which are few and far between, I mean it had fucking Indians in it for gods sake, I think you can handle a little bit of a cute blonde with a extravagant voice, I know I can, and a little salt shaker tap dance, lets not go to far into it, until later, I am sure to talk about it more, until then, and until you have seen the movie, you should check this shit out. here is an album from the mid sixties, this is doris day tracking down a few magical latino songs, and matchs them in sex appeal, she drives along with such grace, only way to under stand is to witness, then you can come to terms with everything you should have come to terms with the day they actually became a problem. Here’s something to listen to with you are on your trek. She’s also from cincinati, and as much as I sort of hate cincinati, it is appropriate to root for the home team, you always have to appreciate a star from ohio. These are more few and far between then freckles on an Asian, or corn rows on anyone other than the dude from eastbound and down.

Maybe we can not always be in a good position to judge, and maybe that’s why new music, no matter the feeling just won’t hit home some times. But even if this doesn’t it is still pleasant, and an easy listen.


Doris Day Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps

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