Billie Holiday is absolutely the best singer that could possibly come out of my speakers. It's remarkable how some voices just elevate you out of absolutely everything in a way that's quite impossible to categorize. It's not a voice for questions, nor should it be. It's something that cuts quite to the core of a person, and that's fine by me. There's nothing by which I'd rather be cut.
I saw last night a triple feature of films from the depression. The depression, of course, was before the Hayes Code, and films could be unfettered wonderful. There was sass out the wazoo, and they weren't hearing two ways about it. The three films were Woman, Gods of the Steel Mill, and oh some thing that was Bette Davis first appearance. Gods of the Steel Mill had a really wonderful performance by Fay Wray (who will later be appearing in a double feature at the same theatre of King Kong and 42nd Street: a delightful Busby Berkeley Musical.) Anyhow, it's late and time for me to be getting on.
Good luck world, and I'll take your good luck on credit.
-Nick
Now when you say "..the best singer that could poaaibly come out of my speakers." do you mean in a "Videodrome" type way where her face and body press against the sub-woofers, or do you mean it in the way you probably mean it and which is clarified in the sentence right after the one I quoted?
ReplyDeleteI don't know how you can always see the secret meaning behind my words, Anthony.
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