Jenell Kesler
A trusted classic filled with warm Laurel Canyon delight, a song that gently tugs at your shirtsleeves, encouraging you to untie your shoes, delivering an invitation for a laidback wasted afternoon of couchbound delight.
Don't even dare to dream that the rest of the album will be as shimmering as this number.
I search out these albums that offer up but one or two intoxicating hazed manifestations for an ever-growing compilation of likeminded material that lets my mind stroll effortlessly.