My two word review of the Fall TV Hit Glee, plus freaky-ass cereal mascots, how Patrick Swayze cost me my job, and how Tom Waits song titles become poetry.
Alice - Jersey girl -
Red shoes by the drugstore.
Step right up.
Come on up to the house 'til the money runs out.
Anywhere I lay my head, please wake me up.
Please call me, baby.
T'ain't no sin.
Lie to me.
Poor Edward - telephone call from Istanbul...
Better off without a wife.
Fumblin' with the blues, bad liver and a broken heart.
The piano has been drinking:
Drunk on the moon.
Annie's back in town... Hang on St. Christopher!
Pasties and a g-string (at the two o'clock club) -
Watch her disappear way down in the hole: Johnsburg, Illinois.
Danny says Annie's back in town.
So it goes.
Chained together for life, the wages of love, drunk on the moon,
This one's from the heart.
Watch her disappear.
A good man is hard to find.
Buzz Fledderjohn - in shades - 9th & Hennepin.
Oily night.
In between love.
Gin-soaked boy.
Christmas card from a hooker in Minneapolis,
Nighthawk postcards (from easy street),
16 shells from a 30-ought-six,
$29.00,
A sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun,
Old shoes:
A sight for sore eyes.
I'm still here Lucinda, Bride of Rain Dog, Big Black Mariah, all you zombies,
This one's from the heart.
Misery is the river of the world;
God's away on business;
Everything goes to hell - cemetery polka.
The ocean doesn't want me.
I want you.
Picking up after you, I wish I was in New Orleans.
No one knows I'm gone.
We're all mad here.
Closing time.
Hang me in the bottle.
So long I'll see ya.
Looks like I'm up shit creek again.
via youtube.com
As I prepare to kick back for a couple of months and take time away from sitting behind a "real" desk, I can't help but think emu's, abandoned offices, and Tom Waits - not necessarily in that order.
via youtube.com
I can't believe I'd never seen this before. If you're a fan of rotoscope animation (the style that was used most recently in Waking Life, but right back to the 1930s) you'll really dig this clip. Rotoscoping mimics live movement without making someone wear a blue suit with little white balls stuck all over it for a computer to read. And hell, it's Tom Waits, so it's infinitely cooler than anything out now even thirty years later.