Fragments of Noir

Thursday, 17 March 2016

Sometimes I feel a little mad

But don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel

When things go wrong I feel real bad

Don't Let me be Misunderstood

(Benjamin/Caldwell/Marcus)

Gregory Porter

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Max Dupain

1935

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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