Tom Waits
Boy, that would be a hoot.
From an interview:
Q: What prompted you back into the studio? It had been a few years.
Tom: Mainly the only reasons to write new songs is because you’re just tired of the old ones. Throw something out and get another one….
Q: What are you, about 60 now?
Tom: How’d you like a punch in the nose?
Q: Tell me about “Filipino Box Spring Hog.”
Tom: That would fall in the category of surrural. Beefheart-ian. When we lived on Union Avenue in L.A., we had parties. We sawed the floorboards out of the living room, and we took the bed, the box spring, and first dug out the hole and filled it with wood, poured gasoline on it, and lit a fire. And the box spring over the top, that was the grill. We brought in a pig and cooked it right there.
Q: Anything you want to add?
Tom: The blue whale weighs as much as thirty elephants, is as long as three Greyhound buses, end-to-end. Remember that a giraffe can go without water longer than a camel. And even though the neck is seven feet long, it contains the same number of vertebrae as a mouse’s. Seven. And a giraffe’s tongue is eighteen inches long. It can open and close its nostrils at will. It can run faster than a race horse and make almost no sound whatsoever.