...To see Simon and Garfunkel live in New Orleans in April. And I mean anything. Sell a kidney, make an ass out of myself in front of a ton of people, anything (ok, well anything that isn't extortion or prostitution. A girl has got to draw a line in the sand somewhere). Simon and Garfunkel are the sound of my childhood. Theirs is the music that speaks to my soul. (Yes, it's true, I am a 65 year old woman, how did you guess?!) My family for some reason hates my taste in music (something about it being too quiet/sleep-inducing. It is SO not, by the way. I just like musicians who can actually play instruments, is that so wrong?) but they simply can't complain about the beauty that is Simon and Garfunkel. It's not allowed.
I love all of their stuff, but here's one that I am particularly enjoying right now: