I got CD, I got a CD...
Warrenn Zevon "Preludes"
It says 17 previously unreleased songs and demos. I know at least half of the cuts but the versions are different.
"I had the shit 'til the shit got smoked
I may be old and I may be bent
but I had the money 'til it all got spent
I met the man with the thorny crown
I helped him carry his cross through town
I was in the house when the house burned down"
A favorite. I equate the House to Bridges.
When I was young it was almost fun to burn bridges.
Up until I came across a river without a bridge.
"I don't think about what other peoples perception of me is...
Perhaps to a fault it doesn't enter into the artisitic process.
It does enter into the day to day interactions."
WZ, from the interviews on disc two.
He says he wrote a symphony. I'd love to hear that!
Igor Stravinski, The Turtles, The Everly Brothers, Jingle Writing...
So far, it's pretty much the same interview I already have. Still cool to hear him talk.
The one season of the Everly Brother's late night talk show. That's gotta be added to the collection. WZ walked out of the studio (while on the job) when Billy Joel hit the ivorys.
So, what else is going on here at the shack...?
Oh, here's a clue (Pardon me Willie!)
"On the road again
I can't wait to get back on the road again
Bending wrenches, hanging out and drinking beer with my friends
I can't wait to get back out on the road again..."
How 'bout ('sCuse me Mr Charles)
That old sweet song
on my mind..."
Yup, working "The Fulton County Line".
Fulton Industrial Blvd is a seedy seedy place. Crawling with crack whores, dealers, thieves, beggars, etc, et al and then some.
A lot of the guys that work at the airport make a solid point of never stopping along the Blvd. Not for gas, not for smokes, not for coffee or beer. Not fer nuthin'! I had to pull out the Am-Ex one morning just to get my ass and my coffee back into the Dodge. (I am not talking about the little green card either.)
I worked at Fulton County Brown Airport for about a year and a half. I can't recall the number of pretty young girls I watched work the line to 'do' the lines and deteriorate in short order.
Don't worry. I already wrote it. At least part of it is in complete form.
Noir. Really appropriate to be thinking about music noir whilst listening to WZ talk.
"Let's remember, Hunter S. Thompson is the finest writer of this generation!"
Google is getting ga-ga. Time to wrap.
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