The Felice Brothers are magnificent but this might just be their finest song. It's like early Tom Waits for the picture it creates...waiting on the broke stairs for the prostitute and the seediness of the folding chair for the punter's clothes. But what an idea 'call me Dorthy in red shoes' and then, one verse later he's; in a relationship with her and on their Yellow Brick Road he's become the Tin Man. But escape is never likely and the song ends with the idea that she's back with the scarecrow (the pimp)leaving him just with the memories:" But I...
The Felice Brothers are magnificent but this might just be their finest song. It's like early Tom Waits for the picture it creates...waiting on the broke stairs for the prostitute and the seediness of the folding chair for the punter's clothes. But what an idea 'call me Dorthy in red shoes' and then, one verse later he's; in a relationship with her and on their Yellow Brick Road he's become the Tin Man. But escape is never likely and the song ends with the idea that she's back with the scarecrow (the pimp)leaving him just with the memories:" But I loved you there in the lamp light / With your bare thighs / And the halo of your hairline / And all my lifelong / I'll never shake off your siren song..." Utterly magnificent.
This is a good song, although a bit sad...
The Felice Brothers are magnificent but this might just be their finest song. It's like early Tom Waits for the picture it creates...waiting on the broke stairs for the prostitute and the seediness of the folding chair for the punter's clothes. But what an idea 'call me Dorthy in red shoes' and then, one verse later he's; in a relationship with her and on their Yellow Brick Road he's become the Tin Man. But escape is never likely and the song ends with the idea that she's back with the scarecrow (the pimp)leaving him just with the memories:" But I...
The Felice Brothers are magnificent but this might just be their finest song. It's like early Tom Waits for the picture it creates...waiting on the broke stairs for the prostitute and the seediness of the folding chair for the punter's clothes. But what an idea 'call me Dorthy in red shoes' and then, one verse later he's; in a relationship with her and on their Yellow Brick Road he's become the Tin Man. But escape is never likely and the song ends with the idea that she's back with the scarecrow (the pimp)leaving him just with the memories:" But I loved you there in the lamp light / With your bare thighs / And the halo of your hairline / And all my lifelong / I'll never shake off your siren song..." Utterly magnificent.