I was introduced to her album the year after it came out
by a girl who done me wrong.
That’s probably the right way to hear Sinead.

I don’t remember who was doing me wrong two years later
when her next single came out
but it must have been someone special
because when I was riding in the back
of someone’s car
and I heard that Sinead was gonna sing some Prince
(another favorite)
and I heard the radio signal was getting kinda fuzzy,
I commanded we stop
and somehow
my voice back then had enough power to stop the car
and keep us stationary
long enough in 1990
to hear all of the wonder
of “Nothing Compares 2 U.”

I was amazed.
The rest of the car was pleased
to get moving again.
It was a good day.
I’m sure that the song applied
to whatever non-relationship
I was in at the moment.

It was
yet again
the right way to hear Sinead.
But then again,
it pretty much always was.