Inspired by a burial in the Palouse. The wide rolling hills and giant sky, stories of a hard scrabble life distilled into a moment, takng it all in, and wondering if this could be home. Just guitar and vocals.

That point in the relationship where everything is the touch, and the skin, regardless of what the outside world is doing...

There comes a point, in the middle of all the crazy, that you just have to admit you can't pull off the drag anymore. A 70's style boo-gee woo-gee in the style of old Rod Stewart, and Long John Baldry