#rain dogs

[manitat]

Anton Corbijn: Tom Waits

[hejustlikethedark]

Tom Waits is handsome as Hell: An Appreciation Post

[annasvinyl]

Day 30 in the loony bin. Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone. Saccharine wank. Don't worry. I haven't gone the full mental. It's still a terrible poem, and Four Weddings is still a fucking awful film. What was it you said, Costello? "The world is a vile place, and neither Richard Curtis or W. H. Auden will ever change that." I hope to see you soon. And I hope you and Iris are okay. I let you down, and I'm sorry. And right now, I can't reach you, and it's fucking terrifying.

Rain Dogs (2023-)

[guerrilla-operator]

Tom Waits // Singapore

Wipe him down with gasoline Till his arms are hard and mean From now on, boys, this iron boat’s your home So heave away, boys

[hbomaxemea]

The perfect blend of posh and chaos.

[jt1674]

[badatparties]

[monotropauniflora]

“Hey [lady] bird, fly away home. Your house is on fire, your children are alone”

[manitat]

Tom Waits & Carol Kane

[bizarrobrain]

"Clap Hands" by Tom Waits - From "Rain Dogs" (1985)

[onesonghastogo]

Rain Dogs by Tom Waits

- 9th & Hennepin

- Gun Street Girl

- Union Square

- Blind Love

- Walking Spanish

- Downtown Train

- Bride of Rain Dog

- Anywhere I Lay My Head

[thomas-mvller]

Knock again, show a little bit of disrespect there, so a bit more knocking. Rain Dogs ˢᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ¹ ᵉᵖᶦˢᵒᵈᵉ ⁸ ⁻ ᵀʰᶦˢ ᶦˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃⁿ ᵉˣᶦᵗ

[annasvinyl]

the hour (2011-2012) / rain dogs (2023-) / the newsreader (2021-) / russian doll (2019-) / class of '07 (2023-)

[evitcepsorter]

RAIN DOGS: first impressions

The story of a perfectly strange duo; Shelby, a privileged, mentally disturbed, gambling homosexual man with the usual fear of turning into his father and Costello, a homeless, alcolohic, vulnerable mother aspiring to be a writer. Their dysfunctional relationship is seemingly the sole thing that keeps them alive and yet they aren't much of a fighter. The only time they fight, her dreams of being a writer shatter and he is broke. My biggest dissappointment throughout season one was that the story just did not unravel the way you think it would. It is as if we are watching it through the eyes of Costello's daughter, Iris.

We feel strongly what it means to be "rain dogs". Not being able to stay in one place and hold on to a single person. We have the urge to protect Costello and trust Shelby in an innocent and childlike way just like Iris. And most similarly to her, we can only sense what happened in the past but never actually know.

One of the most impressive aspects of the show for me is that it has a Ken Loach kind of a genuineness, maybe even that surpasses it. It, albeit unintentionally, maintains the British cinematic tradition of social realism. It was even the subject of a joke in one episode and was referenced. It is possible to observe this aspect especially through the fact that on the way from a stripper to a writer, no one can actually stand and tolerate to meet Costello's authentic self even though everbody loves romanticizing such background.

Despite all the weaknesses that I won't mention, I recommend you to watch this series, I truly believe that it will be a different experience for every adult who felt unsafe and lonely as a child.

[ascension-13]

Tom Waits - "Tango Till They're Sore"

"Tango Till They're Sore" by Tom Waits

(Rain Dogs; 1985)

Well ya play that Tarantella

All the hounds they start to roar

And the boys all go to hell

Then the Cubans hit the floor

And they drive along the pipeline

They tango till they're sore

They take apart their nightmares

And they leave them by the door

Let me fall out of the window

With confetti in my hair

Deal out jacks or better

On a blanket by the stairs

I'll tell you all my secrets

But I lie about my past

So send me off to bed forever more

Make sure they play my theme song

I guess daisies will have to do

Just get me to New Orleans

And paint shadows on the pews

Turn the spit on that pig

Kick the drum and let me down

Put my clarinet beneath your bed

Till I get back in town

Let me fall out of the window

With confetti in my hair

Deal out jacks or better

On a blanket by the stairs

I'll tell you all my secrets

But I lie about my past

So send me off to bed forever more

Just make sure she's all in calico

And the colour of a doll

Wave the flag on cadillac day

And a skillet on the wall

Cut me a switch or hold your breath

Till the sun goes down

Write my name on the hood

Send me off to another town

Let me fall out of the window

With confetti in my hair

Deal out jacks or better

On a blanket by the stairs

I'll tell you all my secrets

But I lie about my past

So send me off to bed forever more

Send me off to bed forever more

Send me off to bed forever more

Send me off to bed forever more