I'm not always a fan of Canadian Ianborg, but this song has stuck with me for days. Something about that stutter-step beginning. From 0:10 through 0:32, my heart goes into some strange kind of A-fib. But the kind of A-fib that feels good, you know? Which is funny because it's such a dregs of March song; all pouty and I-can't-stop-thinking-about-that-person-who-doesn't-even-know-I-exist wistfulness. Somebody get the paddles ready and CLEAR! because this baby's on high rotation in my head.
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