In celebration of Tom Waits’ birthday today, here is a good song, and a good interview:
How does one become the marimba player for Tom Waits, I wonder? What a sweet gig.
On a side note, I’m sad that our friends no longer live in Sebastopol, where we could go visit them and every time I would pay a little bit closer attention to my surroundings in hopes of seeing the elusive T. Waits. Alas, no luck.
Ok, one more song before I go, maybe my favorite marimba song. hbd, Tom!