No, I'm not turning into a cliche'. I'm listening to Eva Cassidy sing her version of the song. Eva Cassidy is someone I just discovered recently and I bought a CD of hers and couldn't be enjoying it more. The only things missing to go with the music is a dimly lighted smoke filled club located in a cellar in some building, that and love. Well that's another blog entry. I can't even recreate the atmosphere here in the house as I don't smoke in the house, but it isn't a bad idea to start. In researching Eva Cassidy, I found out she died in 1996, typical of me to miss out on her career while she was alive. It was typical of me not to be aware of anything outside of my pathetic pre stroke life. I have suddenly run out of words, I'm tired.