stevie raze there's something witchy and wounded in her that always draws me back. listening to "silver springs" for the umpteenth time, it hits me like a loving fist: this isn't a song. it's an exorcism. and the ghost she can't shake is standing beside her playing a mean guitar. 250411 ... warmthofrelease well did she make you cry make you break down and shatter your illusions of love and now tell me is it over now do you know how to pick up the pieces and go home (shudders violently and crawls out of my own skin and back into myself wide eyed and trembling) 250411 what's it to you? who go blather from