This is a dreamy cover of the Billy Idol hit, Eyes Without a Face. The instrumental bridge is brilliantly reflective, verging on melancholic, with a simple riff that I want to play on the keys.
It’s one of those evenings when dishes need to be washed and put away, another laundry load to be done, the folded clothes put away, and more constructive things than blogging cry for my attention. I haven’t the energy.
Instead, I’m thinking of other places, other moods. . . sleeping in (non-destructive) sunlight again.