Fragments of Noir

Wednesday, 9 August 2017

I do pretty well till after sundown

Suppertime i'm feelin sad

But it really gets bad

Round midnight

Round Midnight
(Monk)
Ella Fitzgerald

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Gaston Paris 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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