Fresh DJ Zebra pays the bills with your guitar.

Among other reasons, that ubiquitous bro-sap Plain White T's track rings empty to me because I feel that were you to actually meet a girl named Delilah, you've got to make one of two assumptions:

Best case scenario, this gal has some sarcastic- ass parents and is actually pretty normal, the way everyone raised by sarcastic parents grows up to be at least a little cool. In granting this benefit of the doubt though, you realize that any girl that down to earth isn't going to be impressed by this heart on your sleeve shit, unless you've had the good fortune to sing her this song in middle school before every hard-on literature nerd in world began fetishizing her because of her name.

The second assumption of course, is that she is in fact a shrew who will sell you out for 1100 silver coins, before your eyes are burned out by the Philistines and you're made a grain grinding slave in Gaza.

Today, Zebra shows us there's no white boy so hopeless that a little Barry White can't help.

DJ Zebra "Barry White T's" (Barry White and the Love Unlimited Orchestra vs. Plain White T's)