In this throwback stream, I visit with the Blues Travelers. I haven’t heard a lot of their music outside of air play, and this is the song I know best. It’s a light ditty with some pleasant harmonica play.
I feel fortunate to be listening to this song. When I read of Dolores Riordan’s death, I reflected on the group and their music, and her. My favorite Cranberry offering is “Zombie,” but “Linger” lingered with me throughout the day until “Run Around” dislodged it. I credit the song’s opening line for that feat: “Once upon a midnight dreary, I woke with something in my head.” I’d been writing in my head, as I often do, splash writing, when something splashes out of containment and into my consciousness.
Here’s “Run Around,” from the last century.