and really, it's all their songs, but, well, sigh.

This song. See, I knew the drummer first, Sim. We don't get mirrors in enough places, I wonder what I look like when I'm happy. Not content happy, but happy because I'm doing what I love, living what I love, in the moment of that. I've seen what he looks like in those moments though: eyes closed, nodding his head to the beat, arms fluid and pounding in turn, the face of relief, release.

This song, the one I've linked to, he doesn't play that well. You have to understand, the only time I've ever seen him happy, complete, real, is playing the drums, so even in a bad effort, it's beautiful. Does that make sense?

El Morocco is better. I'll email you the mp3 if you ask for it.