Fragments of Noir

Monday, 30 July 2018

What i got they used to call the blues

Nothin' is really wrong

Feelin like i don't belong

Walkin' around

Some kind of lonely clown

Rainy Days and Mondays

(Williams/Nichols)

Sarah Vaughan

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J Fairfax Whiteside
The Gambler

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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