When I'm about to throw myself against barbed wire I often sing along to Happy Phantom, so I completely understand.
This was a charming, touching story, and Tori has brought me some hard moments too (although none involving barbed wire).
This is really great. Foley's writing has always been super-entertaining, if you care at all for his subject matter. So seeing this for a general audience is neat.
Nothing not to love about that story. I shared a love of Amos with my ex and went to plenty a concert with her (and met Ms. Amos a few times, and she's a very nice woman).
What a great piece! Slate at times can fetishize the idea of being counterintuitive, but this is exactly the kind of unexpected story that it should find more of.