Leah Turner’s “Once Upon a Time in Mexico” is ripe to become a telenovela. Sultry Hispanic flavor twists with country sensibilities, a vocal poured out like tangy tequila. “Coulda been the sand, the mariachi band / Coulda been the way he said my name,” she considers. “Heat on my skin, when he pulled me in / As he whispered bese me.”
It’s a dreamy excursion, a fanciful delight of stolen kisses. She muses on the past lover, and those memories resurface in sharp waves. “Some loves fade and some loves don’t / Some love stories won’t let go / Once upon a time in Mexico…”
Listen to “Once Upon a Time in Mexico” below.