Yellow is the color of my true love's crossbow

I am about to say something very obvious, but I am going to let myself anyway. Music can be so powerful in such unexpected ways. Driving the other day, I was listless, tired, and full of ennui so profound, I must be 21. KRCL then played my Elvis. No, not Elvis Presley or Elvis Costello, but Elvis Perkins. I am not going to say something as trite as "it made me happy" or "feel better." There was just something deeply humanizing and comforting in hearing a voice you love when you really need it. Take a listen:

Shampoo - Elvis Perkins In Dearland