4 mixes taggedyou spoony bard.

"She doesn't exist."

A rockabilly, honky tonk and blues perspective on the lowdown, triflin' wimmins.

"The barometer of his emotional nature was set for a spell of riot."

"Just three hundred and forty-eight years, six months, and nineteen days ago today Parisians woke to the sound of all the bells pealing out within the triple precinct of City, University, and Town. The sixth of January 1482 is not, however, a day commemorated by history."

"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta."