To celebrate the other half of me, here it is, in no particular order --
a very small sampling of reasons why white is all right
along with brief commentary
A beautiful mind, a tragic life, taken by his own hand; how sad it is that he did indeed have a gun.
Such a beautiful voice, woman and song, singing about how my husband makes me feel
Do white boys even come this cool anymore?
Every time I listen to this, I become Jennifer Beals, soaking wet and flashdancing with a chair
The greatest concert I ever attended -- all acoustic at Red Rocks
A voice so plaintive singing words so raw, I am brought to weeping each and every time
Back in the day, when a song was still sung, and a woman was still as stunning as this blonde beauty
Such sweet and fetching harmony; makes me want to be her girlfriend
The first few notes of this song literally transport me; I close my eyes, and I'm in a different time and place
Proof that insane white girls can make you dance
To think the singer was dead in his apartment for two weeks before anyone even checked on him; one of the greatest voices EVER.
"If I happen to run into him, I'll pretend I don't see him," I said, dancing with myself;
came a touch upon my shoulder -- I turned and looked into his face...
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