About a month ago I pre-ordered John Prine’s The Singing Mailman Delivers, an album that features his earliest recordings. The collection features two CDs, a studio performance from August of 1970 and a live performance from November of that same year.
The album isn’t suppose to be released until next Tuesday, but the music fairies delivered mine today – and I cannot wait to listen to it. A lot of the songs are ones I haven’t heard before, so it should be an adventure.
While this is not on the recordings, I love this song. I appreciate it’s simplistic beauty, but it also reminds me of an amazing trip to Minneapolis – and that always makes me smile.