Like Patti Smith, I have a thing for Mr. Zimmerman. I can listen to the Royal Albert Hall 1966 concert version of Mr. Tambourine Man for like ever. That harmonica play makes me swoon. Ah Bob! Do yourself a favour and listen to it.
Sometimes the littlest things can give you that perfect zen-like moment, where it seems like all good things in the universe are coming together simultaneously, and all, I mean ALL, is good. Like when you push play on this album, stick your feet into hot water + epsom salt, and drink a cuppa liqourice mint tea. TGIF!