Our Man in Europe/Belize-lately/5 years, Dave Delacroix: "Maria Callas!"
...NOBODY GOT NO JAZZ-JIVE except U? No class act can wear your Plimsouls or shoes, the Jury's still out, that SOUL-INFINITY, better than U sing the Blues? A dance across a gymnasium floor? Middle of the night. Campus-deserted! No-one's there?
Nobody in Curacao (Bob Mitchum movie), Singapore, HONG KONG (Still need to visit!), Amsterdam or PAREE. A prelude-FLAMENCO that haunts the halls of history as WE mere mortals free-fall to the ground like flies under a bar-ceiling fan when I asked for a Cognac...in ARMAGNAC France? (The stuff of/where Pianists go off and shoot themselves?) ...I didn't have a gun.
Nobody got NO Jazz-Jive. Nobody but MARIA CALLAS. The dead, the living, the crooks still alive? Nobody gonna sell U a stolen handbag except that Pandora's Box, its genius-curse. A TRA-LA-LA! A hollow-loving tone driving U into your last eternity!
c.2025. dave u know whoo. "Can anybody lend me $20?" We should WEAR disguises when we rendezvous in Corozal, Berlin or St. Petersburg. Maybe JAPAN?... Trilby's, Raincoats. (B/W thingy.). The PASSWORD...so we don't get "publicly hacked" IS: "The RAIN in SPAIN? U say, "It doesn't RAIN in Spain!" Then I say, "Never trust a Man who doesn't DRINK!" And YOU say, "And keep one eye on the Non-Smokers!" Then we do the MASONIC handshake, the KANGAROO leg-whoosits, etc., and go for a beer.
.................................Yup!
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