To say my Spanish is atrocious is like saying the President of the United States, Trump, is greedy, in that there is a definite shred of truth, yet unnecessary to state out loud. Redundancy, as in a waste of breath just to hear the sound of your own stupid voice. 2017 is finally coming to a close, and it is safe to say that history will look back at this time, and pinpoint the exact time America gave up the right to use the word dignity.
Time has been very kind to “Rocket Man” by Sir Elton John, the song ages like the finest cheese of Frumunda. Time has been kinder to the smooth kitschy patio party sounds of Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass. Time is a pandering brown nose suck up. And now, “A Quiet Tear For A Rocket Man”.
Listen to it here, amigos.