Despite early warnings of awesomeness from both Melanie and Duff, I was not prepared for how much I would like Missy Higgins. Today, after receiving a paycheck (it is cause for major celebration here in freelancer let-me-pry-that-payment-from-you-like-extracting-a-molar land), I bought both The Sound of White and her latest, On a Clear Night. Sure, I've only listened to them once all the way through, but I already know. Like the way you know about a good melon.
Tomorrow? Maybe the new Tift Merritt. I could go crazy here, people.
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