We all (except Kim Jong Il or Nancy Pelosi) need somebody to cry to... be it your Higher Power, or a person in your life, or even your dog. Sometimes you just have to get it out before you are consumed by your hurts. I'm here. I'll listen. My Elder Sister Carol is the best listener on this planet. She listens to me and I love her for it. Sometimes she tells me where to get off. That's love. Strange. Cool. So today's dance song is done in a chair, for Carol, who is recovering from another ass-kickin knee replacement. So folks, dance in your chairs, have a loved one sit in your lap, and cry to me, with Solomon Burke.