Breakfast In Bed
I think if I could lead an idle life I could find complete happiness curled up in bed listening to old records. I decided to give myself a glimpse of that life this morning by pulling my vintage Califone out of his hiding place and giving in to a bit of Dusty In Memphis.
I don't have the ability to explain how much joy this record brings me. I own two copies of the 33... the original 1969 release and a virgin vinyl re-release. While I know I should listen to the re-release and not let the dirty Califone needle anywhere near the original, I can't help it. Her voice is so much fuller on the original, the horns have much more impact. Whether on the original or re-release, Dusty needs to be heard on record. I can't play you the record through this silly medium called the internet so you'll just have to pretend the sound is bigger than the digital encryption of the mp3...
Buy some: Dusty Springfield