This showed up in my email early this morning. It’s a beautiful cover of a song I wrote called “Miss Anne”. It features my two sexy, radical, Texan friends, Shana (aka dead baby, childless) and Amanda (aka rmanda, arod).
A few years back I lived in a third floor, Smith Hill apartment with Amanda. I remember we used to drink thirty racks of Genesee or PBR on the weekends. After lots of pleading, I was often fortunate enough to hear her belt out some Danielle Howle or Janis Joplin. She has an awesome voice. Thank you ladies for paying me such a compliment, your version puts mine to shame.
