How I Wish My Blogging, Didn't Hurt So Much

It might have been the Hendrick's Martini (cucumber-y gin, who woulda thunk it?), but I'm more or less sure that the "sha-la-la-la-la-la"s at the end of Alejandro Escovedo's "Pissed Off 2 A.M." are pretty much one of the best musical handshakes to seal the deal of a song. So sweet, so tentative, so hopeful, like any late night pointing back towards its day, falling fast towards its morning.