Crack What's Crooked.

Song: "Luisa's Bones"
Artist: Crooked Fingers
Album: Forfeit / Fortune
From:Seattle, Washington
Year: 2008

Two seconds in and your head will be bopping like bippity boppity boo actually worked! Somehow the lyrics describe a lazy river with a speedy pace successfully alongside Mexican horns and guitar rhythms. I feel like I should buy a beer at a taco stand, maybe in downtown L.A., like they do in Crazy/Beautiful. "Luisa's Bones" is a little story that would fit an indie/adventure seekers fairytale scene. Cool water, hot sun, lost bones, open flannel shirts, the leaving behind of something. I see a western river looping around mountains as swift as the best Texans lasso.

This song makes me get in the mood...for what I'm still trying to figure out. Maybe right after I fill a tank of gas on the open road and mentally prepare myself for nine hours of spontaneous thoughts and bright sun shadows. Maybe it's what I'll listen to after a visit to a rock stars graveyard in France. Crooked Fingers is entirely crooked in their musical style, but it works. They are cracking their knuckles of restraint and classifications, and just going/working with how they feel at that moment in recording. This song could've been recorded on a Shepard's property in Wyoming and it would fit the vibes shimmering from the independent label. Modern life is searched for in mines and woods, but is it found? The song leaves us with an unknown answer, but tells us the adventure will continue until some answer is found. It's a band of traveling gypsies, "we"'s tell us the band has climbed a lot of hills; and though they are still drifting towards salvation, they have gained and put a few steep climbs behind them.