Fragments of Noir

Tuesday, 23 January 2018

All the sad young men, drifting through the town

Drinking up the night, trying not to drown

Ballad of the Sad Young Men
(Landesman/Wolff)

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Benn Mitchell

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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