spring cometh, ya oh oh

[Paul Soupiset <soupiset at toolbox_net>]

come, let us make a pact. a promise to last until spring's thaw.

that somewhere during this hoary winter you'll dig thru your compact discs,
your cassettes, your peer-to-peer music search engines, in and around vinyl
thrift shops and within peach-crate-garage-sale-card-tables and that you'll
doggedly pursue and find this one obscure early-nineties recording -- the
one of the oxford-cloth-blond-weightline-bewedged-moptopped ocean blue
singing 'love song' -- and upon the first ray of spring's warmth (february
in texas? april in ohio? whenever), you'll crack open your windows, pop
loose the hinges on the transom glazing, throw a brick through the
clerestory, swing open the front and back and garage doors and hit [PLAY]
button on the amplified device of choice and let the neighborhood ring with
the cheesy, blushingly, beautiful sublime embarrassingly-innocent words

I'm in love
My friend's in love
We're both in love
For real
Singing ya oh oh, ya oh oh, ya oh oh

will ya, huh? who's with me?
-soup



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