Fragments of Noir

Wednesday, 14 January 2015

I thought i'd visit the club

Got as far as the door

They'd have asked me about you

Don't get around much anymore

Don't Get Around Much Anymore
(Ellington/Russell)
Ella Fitzgerald
1957

image
Wolfgang Suschitzky
Charing cross Rd
London 1937

fragments of noir: 'It was one of those hot dry Santa Annas that come down thru the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge. ............ Red Wind- Raymond Chandler

Powered by Blogger.