Aural pleasure

While waiting for the Saturn to be finished yesterday, I decided to burn some time (and most of my paycheck) at Newbury Comics. Thanks to Erin, I picked up the fabulous Wreck of the Day by Anna Nalick. That is some seriously good shit, people. I also picked up Covering the Bases, because I love that skinny bastard. And I hope that by purchasing his CD, I will ensure that Theo will not even think about trading him. (I hate the time right before the trading deadline. It makes me so freakin' antsy.) Bronson's got a nice voice, and clearly he's singing just to me. He covers a bunch of my favorite songs, and the hysterical cover of Dirty Water alone is worth the price of admission. Four words: Boston, you're my home.