The Sensations.
They made snapppy pop, pre-motown, with close harmonies and parping saxophones.
Right now, if I were editing the movie in my head, there would be a brutal slowmo barehanded murder. Or possibly a simply adorable wedding, at a pinch.
Quentin Tarantino, you and I need words. Bombay Saphire, you and I need to get better aquainted.
Have I explained about the anger?
Thursday, May 05, 2005
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Get on a train this evening and come down to Anno's election party. There's no gin, but there *are* Cuba Libre's!
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