One of my favorite Frank Burrows tunes, The Place, very much a song for our current tight spot.The sublime C part of this rocker, for my money, is about the greatest — and most heartbreaking — I’ve ever heard.
As Frank emailed back in September 2009 (I’m looking for his lead sheet for I Wish in old emails):
I keep sending it because I keep feeling it.
“I thought today was Monday, I’ve not been keeping up. The TV says it’s Friday, and everyone’s in love. I’m trying not to listen, just staring at the door. But when I grab that doorknob, I’m headed there once more. Bumping into people, I really do not care. It’s not that I am evil, just slightly worse for wear. Frayed around the edges, and sick inside my gut. But I know where I’m going, and soon I’ve walked enough.”