This is the album I used to listen to after a tough day at work. When I first moved to Greensboro, back before I quit drinking altogether, but after I had quit drinking immaturely, I had a habit of coming home from a tough day at work -- they were almost all tough back then -- and pouring a glass of Jack Daniels over ice and grabbing a fine cigar. I'd hit the "play" button on the CD player and stroll onto the porch and relax, sipping the whiskey, puffing the cigar, listening to the orchestral renditions of Willie Nelson classics, and watching the sun set over the Wal-Mart. This was back when I used to paint bad watercolor paintings.
Ahhh.... Those were the days.