Listening forever - Duke Ellington's 'Caravan', and then
'Solitude', on 'Money Jungle. I can sit back and think :
there's nothing on the stove and the air outside just
gets too hot to breath. The smoke in this room is
churlish, and the few people who've come in give
me the creeps. Nothing interesting in this Bloomerland;
even the girls have shadows and cataracts both. The
gold in my drink is fake; the girl in my heart is real.