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Posts filed under “music”.

The Rhythm of Language

Style is a very simple matter: it is all rhythm. Once you get that, you can’t use the wrong words. But on the other hand here am I sitting after half the morning, crammed with ideas, and visions, and so on, and can’t dislodge them, for lack of the right rhythm. Now this is very […]

I’m Dreaming of a White President

Randy Newman, keeping the flag of irony flying high in America:

Flight of the Conchords

The most beautiful girl in the room, depending on the room . . . You’re so beautiful, you could be a waitress . . .

Plan B: ill Manors

and this is the BBC interview:

The Tallahatchie Bridge

And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas “Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please. There’s five more acres in the lower forty I’ve got to plow.” And Mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow Seems like nothin’ ever comes to no good […]