Essaie Pas - "Carcajou". This was not supposed to be a mystery story. The setting was set, the characters were rubbing their eyes and sitting up in bed, symbols were assembling on a branch out front. You thought you knew what it was, that it would spool out straight - a meeting, a parting, a typhoon, serendipity, love. Then suddenly there was a body on the ground, bloodtrail: it had turned into another mystery. The night wouldn't lift. Boats were in the bay. Every window seemed to be made of frosted glass. A faded sickle moon was hanging perilously low in the sky. [bandcamp / thanks to Silent Shout for the tip]

Harold Arlen - "Stormy Weather". The greatest lover in all of Philadelphia has a voice like a squashed frog. You wouldn't think it would be such a problem - but it is. The greatest lover can't get a date. He lives in an era before online dating, before the internet, when you ask a girl to dance by asking her to dance - by murmuring a few words and extending your hand. The greatest lover in Philadelphia has tried to skip the words part, just doing the hand thing, but it has resulted in mixed messages. As they would say in the era after the internet, he gets "friend-zoned". Essential to being a successful lover is the deployment of key phrases, in a voice that doesn't sound like a squashed frog. And so the greatest lover in all of Philadelphia is largely unsuccessful, wandering the streets alone, swinging his umbrella, and dreaming of gchat.

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