On A Foggy Night, Nighthawks At The Diner, Tom Waits [026]

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Aimlessly askew, misinformed and misdirected, Sam and Martin return for the second track of Nighthawks, debating the value of an authentic vs affected identity, guitar technique, and revisit one of Waits's greatest vocal influences. (Please note; no voices were harmed in the clumsy imitation of performers during the making of this show.) Song by Song is Martin Zaltz Austwick and Sam Pay; two musicians listening to and discussing every single Tom Waits track in chronological order. website: songbysongpodcast.com twitter: @songbysongpod e-mail: [email protected] Music extracts used for illustrative/review purposes include: On A Foggy Night, Nighthawks At The Diner, Tom Waits (1975) A Foggy Day, Ella and Louis, Ella Fitzgerald/Louis Armstrong (1956) We think your Song by Song experience will be enhanced by hearing, in full, the songs featured in the show, which you can get hold of from your favourite record shop or online platform. Please support artists by buying their music, or using services which guarantee artists a revenue - listen responsibly. Lyrics - On A Foggy Night It was all upon a foggy night, an abandoned road In a twilight mirror mirage With no indication of any kind of service station Or an all-night garage I was misinformed, I was misdirected Cause the interchange never intersected Leaving me marooned beneath a bloodshot moon All upon a foggy night, a foggy night All upon a foggy night It was kind of an abandoned road, in a blurred brocade collage Is that a road motel, I can't really tell You gotta tell me, is that a vacancy lodge There's no consolation, what kind of situation To be aimlessly askew amidst a powder blue No tell-tale light clue Spun just like the spell you spin This precarious pandemonium Roslyn, I'm stranded, all upon a foggy night Like a sweepstakes ticket for a Broadway arcade Heads you win, tails I lose I'm rambling, I'm gambling All upon a foggy night Foggy night Foggy night Foggy night You got the vice grips on my personality It's all upon a foggy night All upon a foggy night All upon a foggy night On a foggy night All upon a foggy All upon a foggy night

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