Traffic sucks, so why not start your morning off with some music? You provide the toast and we’ll provide the jams.


This is one of those songs that I first heard on a mix tape given to me in the 10th or 11th grade by a girl named Kelly or Kelli or Kellie or some variant of that, I think.

It’s still a good song, though it’s hard not to feel like it’s only right played through the one good speaker of my cheapo Sparkomatic cassette player, almost drowned out by the clatter of a flat-four.

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