Willow ,'Conversations with Dead People'
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Maybe you should ask him something about storytelling.
Yeah. Does he make up his stories ahead of time, or on the spot?
But he doesn't tell as many stories as he used to, right?
He's had more American fans than British fans for a long time now, right? You could ask about that (but that's kinda' old news).
Well, he tells stories and his songs are often also stories.
Here you go. Have 4 songs stuck in your head at once. [link]
Five, if you count the beginning. Or end. I'm not sure what you counted. Also, I kinda loved that, but I have a weakness for mashups.
Pshaw, that ain't nothing. I've got this LP.
When you hear the Imperial Death March as a bebop excursion it'll change your life, Daddio.
The Robyn Hitchcock interview tomorrow morning is ON! Got any more suggestions for questions?
Does it really sound great when you're dead?
What's with the bees, man?
What's with the bees, man?
Hey! I addressed that with the bugs/transgender question!
What would a Raymond Chandler afternoon be like?
What's the fare on the trams of old London? Do they accept buttons?
What's more fun to sing in concert, "The Bones in the Ground" or "Uncorrected Personality Traits"?
Do you miss having Kimberly Rew around to beat at Whist?
