Not everyone cares to remember theirs. For this weeks installment of SONG OF THE WEEK, Gillian Welch summons a cloudy, whiskey soaked image of some greasy haired rocker. This song has it nailed. A guitar and banjo; like a pair crossed up in lust on the way to the bar for two more shots; wobbly but sure footed somehow. A dirty, dark melody in torn jeans that sits on your head all day. Important or not, chances are you’ll always remember. Eventful or not, it’s an event. My first lover.


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