Um, excuse me, but uh, it is a singer.

Welcome to the New York Times,

your P-O-P-A-S-T of music news and criticism.

I'm your host John Caramonica And by Wednesday I can't sleep

Then the fall rings I hear you and the darkness is a clear view

This is come to rescue me?

With you I fall with you I fall so fast

I can hardly catch my breath. I hope it lasts.

Oh, it seems like I can't finally rest my head on something real.

I like the way that feels.

Oh, it's as if you know me better than I'm. Does that one take down?

I'm not up then I am I know myself.

I love how you can tell

of the future, the future, does that one take done?

Let's not talk about how many takes that took.

Four-take care of Monica here.

With the heat, the long awaited heat, we have been promising you, Cooley, and I would venture to say cruelly,

we have been promising you an Ashley Simpson popcast for as long, probably as long as it's been since Ashley Simpson has put out a

music of any kind and here we are finally in March 2018 we're delivering

Karen Gans is here. John, I got bruises on my heart.

I know you do.

Sometimes I get dark.

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