I'm still smarting from that extremely disappointing election night victory by Obammy. Last weekend, while traveling all over the Great Sunshine State, I kept hearing a song that had some problematic lyrics but a sound that kept grabbing hold of me. I had never heard of the singer (Frank Ocean) or the song (Lost) before a couple of weeks ago but that didn't matter. The song proved to be irresistible and I had to surrender to it.
Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain,
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train,
Might just be a guy thing, who knows, but here 'tis:
Yeah, it's simple. But it works. And it's my guilty pleasure this week.