Kroll

I was killing time in Silver Platters, a local record store, on Saturday night, while one or other of my children played one or other sport (frankly, the record racks had my attention). For those who are interested, I picked up a DVD of the classic “Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man”, one of the best bad movies of the 1990s.

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Laundry

There’s a great tradition in popular song of taking a metaphor and stretching it far beyond what is sensible. Look no further than the magnificent “You Cut Up the Clothes (in the Closet of My Dreams)” from the musical Don’t Play Us Cheap (a former tune of the week).

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Unique

On my way to Iceland this weekend so I had planned to showcase the work of Bjork, beloved and eccentric Icelandic “whack job”. However, Spotify said “see also Kate Bush”. While Kate Bush is not a beloved, eccentric, Icelandic whack job, she is a beloved, eccentric, English whack job and I prefer her music, so she won out.

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