Of all the songs that lodge in my head, THE LETTER is one that I hope never escapes. Granted my attempts to sing it are miles from that of Mr. Chilton’s, but some how his mix of cool and sadness covers all my inabilities. His vocal swims through my ears blocking out my geese-like honking.
Although The Box Tops are not what Big Star would go on to be (making one of my top ten albums of all time), but you have to love how much they are into not being into being there here on this video:
