Friday, October 28, 2011

the man, dan

An ode to the lovely Dan Sultan.  Few things in life, are as delicious as a dark haired man with sparkling blue eyes.  And best of all - this man has the voice of a roughened angel, who has been cast down from the clouds to spend his time swigging Jack Daniels in smoky bars, cradling a guitar like it is an extension of himself.  Ooo-ahhh.

So fine.

SB xx

1 comment:

Rianna said...

I've not heard of him before now :)