Best Thing About Th' Interweb
Is that I can be putzing around at the keyboard of an evening, get a wild hair and slap something like this down sans forethought, blown lyrics and all, and just toss it up on th' web. Th' Dickens you say.Then I can turn around and assuage my inner countertenor with a little of this imperfect but impassioned action and bling blang boom it's there for the whole world to chuckle at. Try doing that in 1987, fucksake.
Then I can fire up another window and watch midgets fucking.
posted by Bobby Lightfoot at 01:46
2 Comments:
Allison. Really nice Bobby. Ditto for Lilac? Don't know that one.
I know there isn't much money in it, but I could see you in a piano bar - sophisticated adult place - people dressed nice sipping wine engaged in quiet intelligent and / or romantic conversation. Does that even exist anymore?
It's been almost a year since Bobby Short died. So I'm thinking they should be almost done milking his corpse at th' Carlyle. Can you pull of that almost black, almost Cole Porter thing?
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