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Tom Waits Week: Some Say He Once Killed A Man With A Guitar String

in Tom Waits Week, fnord, music

I don’t love Tom Waits, per se. I love an era of Tom Waits’ career. I love from Rain Dogs through Bone Machine. This particular swath of Tom’s career really speaks to the addict in me. The Irish. This song is from Bone Machine.
One look in his eye, and everyone denies ever having met him.
This [...]

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Name That Tune

in craziest shit ever, fnord, wisdom

bunny rabbits go hop hop hop
The See re-fuses know rover.

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A Little Ditty From George ‘erbert (1593-1633 CE) Called ‘eaven

in fnord, wisdom

HEAVEN
 

O who will show me those delights on high?
Echo. I.
Thouse Echo, thou art mortall, all men know.
Echo. No.
Wert thou not born among the trees and leaves?
Echo. Leaves.
And are there any leaves, that still abide?
Echo. Bide.
What leaves are they? impart the matter wholly.
Echo. Holy.
Are holy leaves the Echo then of blisse?
Echo. [...]

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