When I visited The Pink-Haired Girl in Portland last July, we would drive around every night and stay out real late. She had some good playlists she’d made. I remember one night driving back across the Washington border, she put this on. I’ve always loved this song. Sailor and Lula are listening to it while driving through the desert at night in Wild at Heart.
Man, that was a good summer . . . maybe the best one I’ve had in ten years, and that girl is cool as hell. See you in LA. Yeah.