People Under the Stairs, Acid Raindrops
(This is Home, part tres)
Brother #2 drove us from the airport to Waco and he played this CD, pirated from Brother #1/Hudson’s Dad. It stayed in the rental car (we had a Dodge Charger, which was $50 less a day than a Prius - God Bless Texas) the entire time we were there, and I now have an emotional attachment to the whole album. Of course, as an IP attorney, I had to buy the CD from Amazon and not burn the CD.
There was one moment where the three of us were quietly singing along to this, and for that reason, it is the soundtrack of an important karion time.
Should add here that, while some of the siblings are more herb-ready than me, none of us were sparking up. It was the music that chilled us out.
