I know it's bad but I'll always be a sucker for a man with a cigarette in his fret. Reminds me of the good old days when smoking was a hobby, not an addiction. When boys were a hobby and life was a hobby and songs like this were why I took guitar lessons. Now I can barely strum a G and I have to pretend that I think cigarettes are gross. 

Cigarettes are so gross.

You can preview the not-quite-so-acoustic version of Forest Whitaker, here. The new album "drops" in October. In the meantime, let's dance like no one's watching, yo.

130. Forest Whitaker by: Bad Books
131. You Wouldn't Have to Ask by: Bad Books