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:
I've not heard of him before now :)
xx
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