I remember when Hayes Farrow’s Black album came out, and I was enamored with his voice. Seeing him in person and trying to act all normal, as if I haven’t cried to his lyrics, is pretty hard. I had to warn Bower to be as normal as possible. Thankfully, she listened. But still, he’s a god. And the way he’s so protective over Hattie? It lowers the wall I have up around the need for a relationship.
