Fragments of Noir

Wednesday, 23 March 2016

The evenin' breeze'll start the trees to crying

And the moon'll hide it's light

When you get the blues in the night

Blues in the Night

(Arlen/Mercer)

Ella Fitzgerald

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Violent Saturday

1955

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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