I may cross your mind
before I cross that state line
but if I don't call don't be surprised...
that's what I meant by goodbye.
-Levi Smith
Oh mercy, Kathryn Bartlett has just saved Christmas.
Ok, maybe she just-in-the-nick-of-time salvaged my dreams from the pit of despair regarding a certain beautiful and elusive band which has yet to show its face in any public venue from which I can enter and hold its art in my own two hands (and possibly drool on the cover of the album a tiny bit)...and right before I decided I was indeed crazy for believing such a band actually existed outside of the world of mp3s and unattainable music, she told me she had. all. 3. albums.
So rest easy, readers...Levi Smith is indeed alive and well, if only in our hearts and in a select few cd players.
Also, what can be better than having Mama J in my room in Flag, smelling like Jergens and all set to roadtrip to see another beautiful member of our family, lost to the farmlands of CA...kate!!!
Eating life up at the moment, and saving some for the road...mwah.
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