Showing posts with label Pogo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pogo. Show all posts
Monday, April 22, 2013
Monday, December 24, 2012
This one's for Matt: a Merry Very Crispness
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Tuscadera, wheel-a barra, some place in Mexico. . .
Did somebody say Tom Waits? Did somebody say Bob Dylan? This guy combined the best of both. I mean. . . "Wheeling, West Virginia, with everythin' that's in ya. . . " This was the first, and possibly last master of verbal jazz. (And he sang just as badly as both-a dem guys.)
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