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“What am I,” Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians
update: I said, am I right…?
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I remember taking my wife to a dump in Dallas’ Deep Ellum district where 10,000 Maniacs were performing just after the release of their first album. I was surprised to see local fave New Bohemians opening… they were usually reserved for dumps below the bombed-out warehouses we went to that night. My wife loved them.
It was just another stake in the heart of our marriage. Dude… that really isn’t deep… or sanitary…
Edie Brickell? Didn’t she marry Paul Simon? I remember that song.
Okay, okay, you’re right. As long as Carly Simon can be the arch-bishop of something.
I saw Edie Brickell perform at The Twilight Room, which was exactly the wrong sort of place for her singing-while-squatting performance. It was much better suited to the antics of Bobby Soxx (of Stickmen With Rayguns, natch), may his soul rest in…well, rest, anyway.
OK, good one. Still anxiously awaiting your talking back to “I Wanna Be a Cowboy”.
P.S. Is “Too Much Time on My Hands” an ‘80’s tune? If so, feel free to point out that the whole damn song totally misuses the phrase “Is it any wonder…?” Drives me crazy.
“Is it any wonder I’m not a criminal”?
Dude, that means that your situation makes it completely unlikely that you’d engage in criminal activities, which is exactly the opposite of the point you are trying to make…