Which is a good Randy Travis song. But, I’m actually talking about real physical crumbly cool bones, here not metaphorical sad nostalgic bones:
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I’ve only ever had two kind of holy grail acts: Bruce Springsteen and Bob Seger. But back when they were touring harder, I was . . . well, I didn’t end up in their amphitheaters, anyway. I mean, I didn’t even see Metallica or Motley Crue until the 2000s. So, I figured I’d missed out. I should have had more money back when. I should have had more resolve. I should have insisted. I should have made the drive, should have done whatever I needed to do to get thos…
This is like that one in Werewolf of London (1935), just, straight on:
Here’s that Werewolf of London one:
And here’s another clever way to do it—in shadow:
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Part 1’s live today. Other parts coming around every Saturday for a bit here.
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And, you can’t tell, but I’m standing on an actual red carpet, here. My first ever red carpet. Talking to John Palisano before the Stoker banquet on the Queen Mary in Long Beach, for StokerCon 2017.
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