02 November 2008

02Nov- Jeez
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It's a buck forty-eight (pre-time change) in the morning and I can't get to sleep, for a variety of reasons. Some restaurant related, some not.
So here's some more Tom Waits.
Late night, eyes-kind-of-burning, tongue-kind-of-speechless, kind of music that doesn't make you smile so much as it makes you nod and think.
there's something in here that I just don't feel Tony and Maria can communicate.


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