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The Terminal Tavern

アーティスト:David Wilcox  アルバム:Live Songs & Stories 

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The Terminal Tavern By David Wilcox Ah, what a beautiful place. It is so lush and quiet in these walls. It's a place where the sound really stands a chance of finding its way. And I'm grateful ‘cause, man, there are a lot of gigs that's just really hard. The sound doesn't stand a chance. A lot of times there's a gig that's between somewhere and somewhere else. You really wouldn't go there to play it, but the booking agent says “Well you're on your way. Why don't you stop and play, you know, the Terminal Tavern.” As my friend Gamble would say, “What a skull orchard.” I mean imagine straining good, fine art sensibility through that veil of chicken wire. It's the kind of place where you gaze about you at those walls of pecky Cyprus and pine wood adorned with frontier memorabilia and mint-condition tire tool sets. And the ceiling under slung with fish net encrusted with detritus and streaming down through the steaming midnight air, a million shattered dreams that dangle like declensions of despair. And the daily drunks just line the walls like lemmings in repose. The festering booze assaulting their entrails, like time-release suicide. They're stuck to that sticky floor and they're not moving. And you think, “What do they need?” Well, I don't have that. What have I got? I've got an acoustic guitar, it's not enough. I've got words.


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