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Les Titres Du DryBaby 3 En Francais……Les Mots En Englais

Archive pour décembre, 2007

DryBaby Retour A Cette Site Apres Janvier 2008…

Publié par drybaby sur décembre 30, 2007

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THANKS TO ALL THE VISITORS OVER THE CHRISTMAS SEASON…..

DRYBABY WILL RETURN TO THIS SITE IN 2008…

PLEASE CHECK OUT EVERY SECTION OF THIS SITE…

ARTICLES,VIDEOS,PHOTOS,LINKS….

IT WAS DESIGNED THAT WAY….

THIS SITE IS NOT MEANT TO COMPENSATE FOR RACINE’S VERY POORLY DESIGNED & MAINTAINED OFFICIAL SITE(S)….

THAT IS ALL WENDY JAMES FAULT…

THIS IS PURE DRYBABY…

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A Dead Man’s Interview With Wendy James…(2005)

Publié par drybaby sur décembre 24, 2007

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The Interviewer’s death announced on the (now abandoned) website….

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This interview was done for the release of Racine No 1…

It is the usual bullshit from Wendy…

“I need 20 hours a day for my music..”

“I spent 10 years just writing songs.I was very disciplined”

Yadda…Yadda..

However the person who did it DIED shortly after writing it..

and the website was abandoned…

Soon afterwards so too was Racine No 1

(Wendy currently is claiming it was basically “a demo album” nothing more..as predicted by DryBaby months ago)

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“New York is Cold But I Like Where I’m Living..”

Publié par drybaby sur décembre 5, 2007

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(Leonard Cohen)

It’s four in the morning, the end of December
I’m writing you now to see if you’re better
New York is cold but I like where I’m living
There’s music on Clinton Street all through the evening.
I hear that you’re building your little house deep in the desert
you’re living for nothing now
I hope you’re keeping some kind of a record

Yes and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
she said that you gave it to her
that night that you planned to go clear
did you ever go clear?

the last time I saw you, you looked so much older
your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
you’d been to the station to meet every train
you came home alone without Lili Marlene.
and you treated my woman to flake of your life
and when she came back she was nobody’s wife

well, I see you there with a rose in your teeth
just one more thin gypsy thief
well, I see Jane’s awake
she sends her regards.

what can I tell you my brother, my killer
what can I possibly say
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I’m glad you stood in my way.
if you ever come by here for Jane or for me
well, your enemy is sleeping and your woman is free

yes, and thanks for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.

and Jane came by with a lock of you hair
she said that you gave it to her
that night that you planned to go clear
sincerely, A friend.

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