Dawn of the Dead...

On the turntable:  Banda Bassotti, "Asa Es Mi Vida"

(untitled)

With the sudden rain,
We seek regeneration in
Left Bank coffee and art.

On the turntable:  The Beatles, "Anthology Outtakes 3"
On the nighttable:  Edmund White, "The Flaneur"

(untitled)

The egos of tyrants and kings
Are measured in marble and stone.
These too collect dust.

On the turntable:  Buffalo Springfield, "Last Time Around"
On the nighttable:  Alistair Horne, "Seven Ages of Paris"

Paris, when it Swizzles...

Papa and the Wildcats. Where it all started for me...

On the turntable:  The Beatles, "Final River Rhine Tapes"
On the nighttable:  Ernest Hemingway, "A Moveable Feast" 

Sunday Papers: Marcel Proust

“The places we have known do not belong only to the world of space on which we map them for our own convenience. They were only a thin slice in between contiguous impressions that composed our life at that time; the memory of a particular image is but regret for a particular moment; and houses, roads, avenues are as fugitive, alas, as the years.”

On the turntable:  Stevie Ray Vaughan, "In Step"

Sunday Papers: Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

"If our purpose is to understand mankind and its yearnings, to grasp the essential reality of mankind, we must never set one man's truth against another's.  All beliefs are demonstrably true. All men are demonstrably in the right. Anything can be demonstrated by logic[...] Truth is not that which is demonstrable but that which is ineluctable."


On the turntable:  A Flock of Seagulls, "A Flock of Seagulls"

On the Low Road to Monaco...

On the turntable:  Belly, "Star"