Fragments of Noir

Friday, 13 February 2015

I spend my days in longin'

I'm wonderin' why it's me you wronging

I tell you i mean it

I'm all for you body and soul

Body and Soul

(Heyman/Sour/Eyton/Geen)

Sarah Vaughan

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Robert Frank

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

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