It was late. Real late. The end of another in a string of too long days was coming to a close. But sometimes, no matter how tired you are, the sleep doesn’t come.

Well, there we were… the streets were soaking wet with rain and the brain soaked with drink, on a cold January night, listening to records.

Usually you miss things like this — they float right by. But this song caused me to stop.

“A pen!” I shouted. “I need a pen.”

Then some loose paper — a recipt of some sort. Wrote down her name: Karen Dalton. And the name of the song, “Something on Your Mind.”

And then, when I found it crumpled up in my pocket and sought it out, the sounds and the feeling were just as potent as I had remembered.

Sure, maybe it’s a place and a time and a state of mind… Or maybe it’s just a realy good song. You decide.

Listen to Karen Dalton’s “Something on Your Mind”

Jesus, that amber voice… Such timbre. *Thanks to James E for playing it.

(And, as I told Ezra a moment ago, this song might be one hell of a soundtrack to tomorrow if Barack Obama doesn’t show well in Super Tuesday… but I have faith that we’ll be cranking a party song…)