Lunch Break

Alice, Tom Waits

Last night, driving home amidst the gloomy aftermath of the top of LA’s rainy season, my iPhone threw this song into my lap.  Immediately, I wasn’t just driving home from my dayjob anymore; no, I was a private detective straight out of a film noir driving back to his office-cum-apartment, wondering when some unfortunate dame would walk in with my next case, when that final bottle of scotch in my desk would run dry, and when I’d find my place in this damn city…my city.

Rainy Los Angeles days are pretty great, but with the right soundtrack?  They’re downright exceptional.