It Catches My Heart in its Hands

I dig this song.

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Bronson - My Idle Bed

You don’t learn a romantic croon like this. You aren’t taught something like this. A voice as nuanced, fragile and certain as this is inherent. There’s something about music this earnest and poetic that cuts through the listener, and makes an instant connection. From start to finish Paper Tusk is a heavy wave of forgotten emotions, only felt by the brave.