February 2012
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Unless the object of the singer’s affection is a vampire, surely what Hart means...
– Stephen Sondheim, Finishing the Hat: Collected Lyrics, 1954-1981, With Attendant Comments, Principles, Heresies, Grudges, Whines, and Anecdotes
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His awful skin
stretched out by some tradesman
is like my skin, here between...
– Bat by Anne Sexton
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Of all those moments Ben Gazzara gave us, this rendition of Fools Rush In (Where Angels Fear To Tread) in Vincent Gallo’s Buffalo ‘66 may be my favorite. Goodbye Gazzara, goodbye Ben.
…Suave, man. You’re so fuckin’ suave. Here’s to Ben.
Ben Gazzara, 1930-2012
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January 2012
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