When I was a kid my father would take us to the town he grew up in Northern Kentucky. Something in his voice would change when we'd go past the tiny old house he was raised in, I was too young to understand it back then. Now I realize it's that particular feeling you get when you go back home and it's still the same and completely different, the feeling of knowing you can't go all the way back. Anyway, this song reminds me of that.
One man band Ben Prestige. Everything you hear is made by Mr Ben. Now, I wouldn't call him a personal friend but we've shared flasks a few times and we hail from common ground. Give it a listen.
