Friday, July 5, 2013

blues walked into town


When I heard last month that James Gandolfini had died, immediately all these vintage "mob"-style drama-type phrases, started dropping and bouncing into my head, like hail --

James Gandolfini - dead?!

Was he -- rubbed out?
Does he -- sleep with the fishes?
Did...somebody -- make him an offer he couldn't refuse??

(stop it, that's terrible!...)

In The New Yorker online, Joan Acocella wrote,

"Whatever Tony's involvement with violence, he was a moral force.  Perhaps it was this mystery that so rattled Gandolfini while he was working on the show.  In any case, it was high art.  If only he could have plied his art for a few more years!  He was only fifty-one.  He looked older.  You might say that -- with other factors, of course -- The Sopranos killed him.  And maybe, in the dark of night, he knew that that could happen, and felt it was worth it."

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You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you'd be
the Chosen One.

She said:  You're one in a million
You've got to burn to shine,
but you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

You woke up this morning
All the love has gone,
Your Papa never told you about--
right and wrong.

But you're looking good baby,
I believe you're feeling fine, (shame about it),
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.

You woke up this morning
The world turned upside down,
Things ain't been the same
Since the Blues walked into town.

But you're one in a million
You've got that shotgun shine.
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
You got yourself a gun.

[hhiisssssssssss--ZAP!] - (gone)

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