discovery!

ray lamontagne has a song called "hannah."

i know, right? exciting.

my name isn't one that frequently inspires lyricists to put pen to paper and craft soulful melodies. their exertions seem to be reserved for girls with names like "adelaide," "jenny," and "michelle."

so i listened to it.
i don't think it'll make it onto his greatest hits album.
not really his best work.
but i will overlook its defects because i love the way he says my name.

"come to me, hhaanneh. hhaanneh won't you come on, to me?"

oh, i'm comin', ray. you don't have to tell me twice.