Fragments of Noir

Thursday 12 March 2015

When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze

And touches with her hand the summer trees

Perhaps you'll understand what memories i own

Early Autumn
(Mercer)
Ella Fitzgerald

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Paul Wolff

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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