Song-Off Jr.: Fade to Black
What did it matter where you lay once you were dead? In a dirty sump or in a marble tower on top of a high hill? You were dead, you were sleeping the big sleep, you were not bothered by things like that. Oil and water were the same as wind and air to you. You just slept the big sleep, not caring about the nastiness of how you died or where you fell. Me, I was part of the nastiness now. Far more a part of it than Rusty Regan was. But the old man didn’t have to be. He could lie quiet in his canopied bed, with his bloodless hands folded on the sheet, waiting. His heart was a brief, uncertain murmur. His thoughts were as gray as ashes. And in a little while he too, like Rusty Regan, would be sleeping the big sleep.
On the way downtown I stopped at a bar and had a couple of double Scotches. They didn’t do me any good. All they did was make me think of Silver Wig, and I never saw her again.
- from The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler
Last week, despite being born to lose, Social Distortion experienced a rare moment of triumph as “Bad Luck” took home 45% of the votes, almost doubling The Who’s second-place total of 24%.Â Next week, we’re looking at a very crowded field as we match up songs about Wrecking Balls.Â Join us!