And so it grows on us.....

The first time you said Ta-Dah, we said... ehh, I don't know.

The second time you sheepishly brought up "Ta-Dah", we said .... maybe, but I'm still kinda feeling Filthy Gorgeous.

You said "Ta-Dah" a bunch of times. It fell on deaf ears. Finally, you shouted "Ta-Dah" in a dank quiet basement bar in New Haven full of us and a bunch of old geezers. We were sober and listened. Okay, you got us.

So, now I shout as loud as I can: Ta-Dah! Take a listen to the left. Right now "Ooh", "She's My Man" and "I Can't Decide" are grabbing me. But the Elton John fueled "I Don't Feel Like Dancing" has me dancing too.