God damn, dude. That was brutal. Over the last couple of weeks, one of the only bright spots has been the streaming sessions from singers or artists. Whether it’s Garth Brooks and Trisha Yearwood just country cruising throwback their hits or John Legend and longtime stoolie Chrissy Teigen crooning over the ivory keys, it’s just been delightful.
Music is an escape. Well, unless that aforementioned music sounds like whatever is passing through the lips of the Puddle of Mud fella. More like Puddle of Dog Shit if you ask me.
Here’s a palate cleanser. Needless to say, Reba... would and Fancy wouldn’t let me down.