In honor of New Years Eve, here’s a new/quick one featuring new eyeglasses and poor choices.
A recording my dad made of the U.S. Postmaster General giving a speech in Boston sometime around 1960. Turns out he’s as good a lyricist as any, although I don’t think I’ll ever understand his story in the beginning. Anyway, here’s the speech accompanied with music and a bunch of barflies and kids.
A short little song from Chow Chow Music. This guy just wanted some honeymoon time with the new wife but the goddam boss demanded a new song. Turns out all he needed was an angel with hipster glasses and lots of angel dust. Creative juices: flowing.