18 February 2009

A Little Tom Waits for Lent

Superb lyrics from one of my favourite recording artists on the face of the earth, Tom Waits ('Walk Away'):

There are things I've done I can't erase,
I wanna look in the mirror and see another face.
I said 'Never' but I'm doing it again,
I wanna walk away and start over again.


Esteban Vázquez said...

Oh, I feel a Paul Simon post coming...

...well, just as soon as my fever breaks. Ugh.

aaronandbrighid said...

I'm sorry to hear you're sick, my friend. I guess that explains the lack of posts?

I'll look forward to hearing more about the witnesses of Revelation.

Esteban Vázquez said...

Yes, that's why I haven't posted in a few days. It also came out of nowhere: Sunday night I felt a little weird, and then on Monday I couldn't even get up from bed! Ah, well. I'm feeling a little better now, and hopefully will be good as new by the end of the week.

Meanwhile, I'm getting the internet at home on Friday, the Lord willing. So now that I won't even have to leave the house to post, expect more activity at The Voice of Stefan--starting, of course, with the relevance of the Paul Simon oeuvre on the interpretation of the Parable of the Prodigal Son. ;-)

The Ochlophobist said...


I have a number of Waits albums, and was able to see him when we came to Memphis two summers ago, a "dream come true" for me.

That said, I never got the Orphans set, as I was in saving mode from the time it came out onward. But this week, of all things, I found a fellow selling the whole set with booklet in good condition for $4.99, so now I am no longer Waitsing for that important work.

I do envy Sally Anna's book with Waits lyrics in both English and Greek, which she found during her time there. I do not read Greek, but nonetheless that book is a beautiful gem.

aaronandbrighid said...

Yes, I remember seeing that book at a little book table by Plateia Aristotelous. But when I lived in Greece, books were a wild luxury. I had to eat at a soup kitchen a couple of times a week, and people at church starting staring at my worn old shoes and asking what size I wore.