My introduction to Tom Waits may have been in 1977. My college roommate would play his Nighthawks At The Diner album. (Whenever he wasn't playing Todd Rundgren records). We had favorite lines of lyrics and spoken words from the record that we would go around quoting in our daily conversations whenever appropriate. We most likely stretched the meaning of "appropriate" a tiny bit back then.
Here I am now, almost forty years later, still enjoying his music.
No comments:
Post a Comment