Rock De Minas Gerais
Arnaud Rodrigues
Just as Chicago’s chill creeps into our collective bone pile, I am reminded of the nearly four years spent in San Diego.
Around now, I am inexplicably filled with some variation of homesickness… Ack, heart strings.
This song will always remind me of biking down Adams Ave, toward Park Blvd, at the start of a day… anyday… any month. Smiling widely, and never taking the sun for granted.
Yaow, heartstrings.
