orgazmik ses.
hani böyle youtube'da video izlersiniz, sonrasında sürekli sağdaki önerilen ilk videoya tıkladığınızda bir şekilde am göt meme videosuna gelinir ya.
işte bu adam da öyle, ne zaman müzik dinlesem, ordan şuraya, dıptıslardan ağlaklara falan hoop bir bakmışım tom waits'in en az bir şarkısını* açmışım.
hiç bilmiyorsanız adını ilk defa duyduysanız dinlememeniz gereken adamdır.sebep yokken ağlatır,tüm bedeni ılık bir ürperti kaplar,kelebekler kozalarından çıkar vs vs.
kendisini sevmemin bir diğer ve en önemli sebebi de ,filistinli 15 yaşındaki bir hayranına yazdığı mektuptur.
" jun 6, 2006
colin,
you're from palestine? how did you find the time to write....given all the trouble you are having with israel? good to hear from you, your sister has good taste, so do you. allow me to formally encourage to write things down, so when you make it you can say, and i can say, i was in your corner all along. thanks for all your kind words, always good to hear from the younger generation telling me i have value and relevance. stay at it colin. lots of great people come from illinois because it's so flat you have to dream up everything, that's what my wife says....she's from there, & lots of presidents are from illinois. ok colin go out there and take the world by the tail, pull it down, wrap it around and put it in your pocket.
kendisinin 20 civarında albümü, oynadığı onlarca film olmakla birlikte bir de fotografci michael o'brien ile birlikte homelessness temali siir ve fotograflardan olusan hard ground isimli bir kitabı vardır. Bukowski okurken bu adamı dinlemenin de farz olduğunu düşünüyorum ayrıca.
Şimdi moralin bozuk, hiçbir şey seni eğlendirmezken o parça çıkar ortaya. Tom Waits'in sağlam parçalarından. Adam ilah.
Sözleri:
put a dead cat on the railraod tracks
when the wolf bains blooming by the tressel
and get the eyeball of a rooster
and the stones from a ditch
and wash em down with bilge water
and say you'll never snitch
take the buttons from a yellow jacket
the feather from a buzzard
and the blood from the bounty hunters cold black heart
catch the tears of a window
in a thimble made ofglass
tell your mamaand your papa
they can kiss your ass
poison all the water in the wishin' well
and hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree
burn down all those honeymoons
put em in a pillow case
and wait next to the switch blades at the amusements park for me
strangle all the cristmas carols
scratch out all you prayers
tie em up with barbed wire
and push them down the stairs
and i'll whittle you a pistol
for reepin' nightmares off the blinds
those sunsabitches always seem to sneak up from behind
syphom all the gas from your daddys pickup truck
fill up jonnys t bird
i got a couple bucks
put on little perfume and ribbon in your hair
careful that you don't wake up the hounds
tear a bolt of lightning
off the side of the sky
and throw in the cedar chest
if you want me to tell you why
bring the gear shift knob from a 49 mere
and lay down here beside me
let me hold you in the dirt
and you'll tremble as the flames
tear the throat out of the night
sink your teeth into my shoulder
dig your nails into my back
tell that lettle girl to let go of my sleeve
you'll be awoman when i catch you
as you faqll in love with me
then with my double barrel shotgun
and a whole box of shells
we'll celebrate the 4 of july
we'll do 100 mph
spendin' someone elses dough
and we'll drive all the way to reno
on the wrong side of the road.
