It sounds sort of stupid, but every time I pour myself a cup of coffee in the morning (or brew a fresh one, as the case may be) I think of the lyric from the Cowboy Mouth song which inspired this blog post’s title.

CU turned me on to Cowboy Mouth, which is a favorite band of his from back in his N’Awlins days at Tulane. I in turn, introduced him to the wonder that is (or, was…or wait, still is?) Toad the Wet Sprocket.

Every college town has its signature college band…who was yours? If you have a link to a website…share it. I’m always up for new music.

In the meantime, I’m going to go fire up iTunes and think about maybe heading back to my old stomping grounds one of these days. I may have left, but apparently Spencer the Gardener hasn’t..