Another tiring day, another song I like. I enjoy Joel Plaskett, but there are not too many rap songs that catch my fancy.
I think the difference here is the folk-based Haligonian feel of this number.
Be to her, Persephone, All the things I might not be; Take her head upon your knee. She that was so proud and wild, Flippant, arrogant and free, She that had no need of me, Is a little lonely child Lost in Hell, -- Persephone, Take her head upon your knee; Say to her, "My dear, my dear, It is not so dreadful here." - Edna St Vincent Millay
Another tiring day, another song I like. I enjoy Joel Plaskett, but there are not too many rap songs that catch my fancy.
I think the difference here is the folk-based Haligonian feel of this number.
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