You’re probably thinking she plays this often. I admit I do. “This one goes all the way back to Ghana to the cassette tape, Clouds, which survived 100˚+ in the dry seasons, lots of Bic pen rewinds and being played more than any other album.” We listened almost every night and knew all the words to all the songs. My friend Bill used to say the bowl was filled with green oranges, small and sweet like the ones in Ghana.