I had intended to post something Irish for the day, or possibly talk about Peter O'Toole in Venus, which my parents and I saw earlier this evening. But I went downstairs around ten o'clock and got caught in the first five minutes of A Face in the Crowd (1957), which I'd somehow managed never to hear of, and there was no looking away. How did Andy Griffith go from Lonesome Rhodes to Andy Taylor? First I thought of Harlan Ellison's Spider Kiss (1961), and then of our current political situation. But we get wise to them. That's our strength. We get wise. I don't know if we do.
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- 1: Once you've gone, remains the question, baby
- 2: Life, a series of memorials and signals
- 3: Does everybody know he's a ghost?
- 4: Broken like the earth or a name for a first love or a lesson in shame
- 5: I want to show you all the versions of myself
- 6: If you don't want the death of the party after I'm gone, sing one for me
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- 8: I left my mind behind in 2015
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