We caught this on Letterman Friday night. (The first thing I thought was that this is how Jut and I dance–in our living room with noisy dogs stumbling between our legs, at terrible workplace Christmas parties, etc.) (Then I wondered why more people don’t go on Letterman barefoot. Or sing barefoot. Or play the accordion.) We downloaded the album immediately, and I still can’t stop smiling when I watch/hear it. Happy, happy. Oh, man, you guys. You HAVE to love this.
Love,
black sheeped
