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DERON! Did. You. Know . . . how I love this song? So damn beautiful. And so motherfucking terrible.
Sheila, I didn’t, but yes.
I think that maybe early on I might have referred to this in a cluster-comment, but I’m honestly not sure. No matter. Song fucking tears me up.
I can’t imagine hearing that voice in person, up close.
Deron, there is a short film I have in my head of Blind Willie Johnson and his common-law wife singing — not this song, but another — and it is so beautiful I can’t imagine anyone could film what is in my head.
I would if I could.
Mebbe you can.
Deron, next time I’m down Dallas way, I’ll dance down y’all’s street singing “If I Had My Way, I’d Tear that Building Down,” and you can film me if you want.
it’s a date.
I’m ready to do it. Bistec tacos when I’m done dancing?
before for fortitude. after for job well done. and maybe during a snack?
You said it, Anus.
Maybe I go down go dance between the rows of cornstalks.
pack a taco.
We are getting all historical without we even know.
Also: I am repeating myself. But I least I am aware of it. So far.
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DERON! Did. You. Know . . . how I love this song? So damn beautiful. And so motherfucking terrible.
Sheila, I didn’t, but yes.
I think that maybe early on I might have referred to this in a cluster-comment, but I’m honestly not sure. No matter. Song fucking tears me up.
I can’t imagine hearing that voice in person, up close.
Deron, there is a short film I have in my head of Blind Willie Johnson and his common-law wife singing — not this song, but another — and it is so beautiful I can’t imagine anyone could film what is in my head.
I would if I could.
Mebbe you can.
Deron, next time I’m down Dallas way, I’ll dance down y’all’s street singing “If I Had My Way, I’d Tear that Building Down,” and you can film me if you want.
it’s a date.
I’m ready to do it. Bistec tacos when I’m done dancing?
before for fortitude. after for job well done. and maybe during a snack?
You said it, Anus.
Maybe I go down go dance between the rows of cornstalks.
pack a taco.
We are getting all historical without we even know.
Also: I am repeating myself. But I least I am aware of it. So far.