The Felice Brothers

I love it when little weirdos do their little weirdo things i’m grinning ear to ear skipping around in the raining listening to this song when he goes ham on the accordion who they hell is he even talking to? the sporadic conversational tempo scratches an itch for the theatrical I feel like he’s just drunk rambling at a bar about nonsense, imagining an ensemble accompaniment that just isn’t there it’s eclectic and fabulous