Retro crush--Margo Timmins

I turned tragically hip in the late '80s. No band spoke to my angsty soul like the Cowboy Junkies--pharmaceutically melodic, wanna-get-stoned-and-slowly-screw music.

Pensive, the Junkies were. And oddly passionate.

Heavenly Margo. I saw the Junkies live during that era at a Nashville bar in 1989. Margo bantered not one word onstage. She was almost catatonic.

I was mesmerized. I remain so. 

Hit the post title for "'Cause Cheap Is How I Feel."

I'm searching all the windows for a last-minute present

To prove to you what I said was real

For something small and frail and plastic, baby

'Cause cheap is how I feel