sinnerman

Last night I was sitting at a stop light with my windows rolled down jammin’ out  when a car full of teenage boys pulled up next to me right around the five minute mark of this song.

The young gentleman in the passenger seat leans out of his window and says,

“Ma'am, excuse me, ma'am." 

“That song you're listening to is really good!  Who is it?”  

I tell him and then at the next light we meet again but this time he’s typing into his phone.

“OK, it’s Sinnerman by Nina Simone, right?  That song would make a great sample!”

Then the driver leans forward and says,

“I know who she is. My niece is named after her.” 

With a big smile I say,

"Yeah, she's has really stood the test of time.”