Conversations with Death: Clementine

A Sharp Turn A girl. A daughter, a sister, a lover. A prostitute. Ruby lips. Thin, delicate, pretty. Big feet. A fat girl. A clutz, a clod, a chub. A drunk girl. Drowned, lost, forgotten, betrayed. A dead girl. A corpse, a ghost, a zombie. Merciful, lustful, vengeful. Bloated, stinking. … → read more

Mackie, how much did you charge?

Bobby Darin I fear I’ve become a bit of a crank.  My previous post likely creates the impression that I insist that somehow all songs that involve crime or murder must be serious, and that there’s no room for a song that just inherently swings.  I actually don’t think this. … → read more