Tuesday, 21 June 2011

R.I.P.

Clarence Clemons, The Boss's clarinet player, responsible for that solo in 'Jungleland' which evokes all the sweaty melancholy and yearning of lives that know only the city. Who the hell gets that job now?

Patrick Leigh Fermor, whose writing has the ability to render what is vicarious experience for the reader damn nearly actual. Where is Volume 3?

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