Nicole Atkins’s “Who Killed The Moonlight?” 

“In the dream I lived next door to four magical and beautiful Sicilian sisters. They were preparing me for a wedding. As the night fell we went to the riverside to toast the new full moon with wine. As we toasted the moon slowly fell from the sky and landed in the river. Slowly flickering off and on like a light and dying. As it died, all the fish died, then the birds, then the air and everything with it. Yet [though] it was sad or scary, it was beautiful.” —Nicole Atkins

Hat tip: NPR Music