Can anyone tell me how Coin got so good? Seriously. Is it the water in Nashville? Is it the abundance of comfort food constantly nourishing their musical talents? You know what, it's probably the second one. And it doesn't help that I am downright starving while writing this post.
Curse you, Coin. I wish I could be eating 1,000 pounds of Biscuits and Gravy while listening to this song on repeat, but my refrigerator says I'll be taking the road that isn't overflowing with rivers of gravy. No matter -- my stomach may be empty, but I've still got new COIN to keep me warm.