A few weeks ago, Chris wrote that grocery stores in his area were not longer just playing "vapid soulless" music, but rather brand new no-name versions of vapid soulless music. I told him this must be an east coast thing, because here on the west coast, I was still hearing the original, delightful recordings. Especially in the am/pm I visit every morning. I’m always walking out singing some lyric I have not heard since I was a kid, like "My name’s not Lisa…. My name is Julie." I don’t know what they play in there, what station, but they play some seriously great crap. And I think I’ve John Denver in there more than a few times.

I wanted to share with you Friday mornings aural gift, since I sang it for most of the rest of the day. How can you not love a duet like this?