Happy solstice!
spatch and I inaugurated the shortest night by walking out for ice cream and then returning to watch a bunch of music videos. I was infuriated to read before bed that the president of Warner Bros. Discovery cannot tell a hole in the ground from reasons not to dismantle TCM—aside from its importance to film history and preservation or its last sixteen years as a lifeline for me through life-derailing illness, it's a guaranteed moneymaker; people who otherwise couldn't want less from a cable TV package will pay for it. I am aware this is a familiar refrain. I'd rather just be singing to conjure summer in.
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- 1: A stranger light comes on slowly
- 2: A kidnapper wouldn't jump into a cold sea
- 3: I might fail math if you don't move your shoulder
- 4: One boundary makes another
- 5: I swear only this city knows
- 6: It's maybe five minutes onscreen
- 7: From the morning past the evening to the end of the light
- 8: I bought Blue Velvet on a DVD
- 9: A lonesome highway is a pretty good subject
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- Style: Classic for Refried Tablet by and
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