Monday, 30 December 2013
Sunday, 29 December 2013
Saturday, 28 December 2013
Something was wrong. Something on the air, a scent. The shades were down at the windows and the streetlight leaking in at the sides made a dim light in the room. I stood still and listened. The scent on the air was a perfume, a heavy cloying perfume.
The Big Sleep
reblogged from Tomblog
Friday, 27 December 2013
One of these days when i've had enough
Buddy, you ain't gonna see me around
Just as soon as i get my courage up
Gonna take it to another town
I used to walk these streets with my head held high
Now i'm always lookin down at the ground
But i see my feet on the outbound side
Of a road to another town
reblogged from Burned shoes
Thursday, 26 December 2013
Wednesday, 25 December 2013
One rainy evening in September 1948 a mole-colored 1937 Plymouth churns down Main Street in Memphis, heading north toward the cheap rent. Inside are a dark-haired woman with dark circles under her eyes, her shifty-faced handsome blond husband, and in the back seat looking out the window, his eyes hungry like his mothers, their son .................
Jackie Wilson at the Trianon, Chicago
Tuesday, 24 December 2013
He was used to the heat, the effects of a full day's sun on the ship's steel plate and come to that, used to these ports, hellholes always .............
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In the rue Raisuli, Arab music from a dozen radios, and two Spanish Guardia, in their Napoleonic leather hats, strolling along in a way which told the world they owned the street.
At least once a month a devotee knocks on the door and begs Ramos for a tour. But this is no museum. The study where Chandler wrote is now a teenage girl's bedroom. There's no plaque in the bedroom where the author tended to his wife Cissy, dying of heart and respiratory ailments. The bathroom where Chandler, two months after Cissy's death, tried to shoot himself is still in use and the bullet holes in the ceiling are no longer visible.
......... He moved often in his last few years. Moving from New York to London and back to La Jolla with frequent stops in clinics to dry out .................
Ramos has tried to introduce his kids to the man's work which lifted a maligned genre into the realm of art. 'They're not that interested' he admitted. 'You can only do so much'.
Rubbing Out Chandler's Place ?
Peter Rowe 2004
San Diego Union Tribune