Wednesday, November 16, 2011

I Suppose The Adjective Is "Lynchian"?

Perhaps It Is Very Late At Night And You Are In A Cab . . .

. . . coming home from a date that has gone especially well and there is a light drizzle on the cab's windows and you are gliding through the neon encrusted caverns of your metropolis.

Well, here is a song for that: