Making my way through the jonifest tapes, provided to me by the always generous and never ceasing to amaze me with her sweetness Bree, and finding them very fine. This post reminded me of the one that I heard today that gave the sounds of Chuck E to me. The main thought that kept going through my head while listening to his voice was sweet. So sweet. A voice like honey and meant to sing tunes of love, of emotion. The voice of the man on the pier while the salmon fries and the tide rolls in.
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