A couple weeks ago I wrote a post about songs whose lyrics really mean something to us. My buddy Dylan responded with a track (Harlem by Phil Lynott’s Grand Slam) that was on obsessive repeat for him lately and what he took it to mean. It’s really too good not to share, gets better after a few listens and reminds me that friends with good taste in music are often way better than all the music blogs out there.
Phil Lynott’s Grand Slam – Harlem