Tom Waits

Tom Waits

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My Gravelly Voice

There's no one really in show business in my family but there were two relatives who had an effect on me very young and shaped me in some way. They were Uncle Vernon and Uncle Robert. I always hated the sound of my voice when I was a kid. I always wanted to sound more like my Uncle Vernon, who had a raspy, gravelly voice. Everything Uncle Vernon said sounded important, and you always got it the first time because you wouldn't dare ask him to repeat it.Eventually, I learned that Uncle Vernon had had a throat operation as a kid and the doctors had left behind a small pair of scissors and gauze when they closed him up. Years later at Christmas dinner, Uncle Vernon started to choke while trying to dislodge an errant string bean, and he coughed up the gauze and the scissors. That's how Uncle Vernon got his voice, and that's how I got mine

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Friday, August 15, 2008

Tom Waits Dublin 2008 31.07.08

This old clotheshorse wishes he could have been there. Sorry Keeper of the Graveyard.

Tom Waits Dublin 2008 31.07.08

Friday, August 8, 2008

The Keeper of the Park - Coz He Has No Time

Showbiz.ie trying to get a photo of the Keeper on the streets of Dublin bemoaning their bad luck.

Comments anyone:

"celebrities eh?"...........lads if ye had any idea of how stupid that sounds when ur talkin bout tom waits......the man couldnt be further from that,ever wonder why ye wouldnt know him from a line up.........coz he has no time for the rubbish that goes with so called "celebrity".........unlike most of the bimbos on this!


"Waits is a TOTAL legend. Great concert in the pheonix park last night, best I've been at in a long time. TOM WAITS IS A GOD!!!!"
"On Sundays, we'd always visit Uncle Robert, who was the organist at a methodist church in La Verne, California. Uncle Robert had a pipe organ in his house that went right through the roof. When he would play he would smear all the notes together like hot melted crayons and the whole house would shake.I remember his house was a complete mess; his clothes were everywhere, his bed was never made. "Now this is show business," I thought to myself. I asked my mom why I couldn't keep my room like Uncle Robert's, and she said, "Tom, your Uncle Robert is blind."
 
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