Thursday, July 24, 2008

Love Song

Richard Thompson's
1952 Vincent Black Lightening still gives me chills toward the end. Passionate people, deeply in love, living hard and dying well, with one of the greatest story endings ever: "I see angels on Ariels and leather and chrome, swoopin' down from heaven to carry me home, and he gave her one last kiss and died, and he gave her his Vincent to ride."

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