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August 6, 2010
Balcony. Light Rain. Talking Heads.
And you'll love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Ineffable. It's really the triangle in the lead-in to that couplet that does me every time. Always makes me wonder what the troubador music was really like.
The totally David Byrne-indulgent version (I don't blame Jools Holland). Don't you wonder if all those pretty British lady-string players knew who this old guy was in 2004?
Posted by CrankyProfessor at August 6, 2010 9:18 PM