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Sylvia and I get in the car, and Robyn Hitchcock is playing "Glass Hotel".

Sylvia: I have that guy's voice stuck in my head.
Me: Me too!
Sylvia: Because every time we go in your car, he's singing... about his wife and his dead wife and the rocking chair. I don't get that: if she's dead how could she be combing her hair?

...A little later "I Something You" starts playing.

Sylvia: How come he's saying "I haven't got a wife", if he had a wife and a dead wife?
Me: Well the songs don't have to be about him, they could be stories he made up.
Sylvia (laughing): "I something you", like he forgot what he was going to say!

posted evening of Monday, May 5th, 2008
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