The sweaty band tear up the New Jersey night, Clarence in all white and a sleeveless vest. The song lights a fire within.
What the world needs now is more of this. More sultry men steaming up your computer screen as you scratch out a living in this Covid-19 world.
The idea of traipsing across London at night on my own was frankly daunting.
Dr G listens as Bruce purrs the first track of Western Stars, the album that came out just a few weeks ago. “This would be perfect for someone learning English!”
Night shifts summer’s leaves/Date palms rock in breeze/Crescent bay shimmers