Fragments of Noir

Thursday, 23 July 2015

I could read all my sadness

In faces i knew

Down at Kelly's bar last Friday

And i haven't been back since i mistook

Somebody for a friend

Two Weeks Since You've Gone

(Engel)

Scott Walker

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Sabine Weiss

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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