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Appreciation written, produced, and narrated by Remedy Robinson

Twitter: @slowdragremedy

Email: slowdragwithremedy@gmail.com

Podcast music by https://www.fesliyanstudios.com

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“No Hiding Place”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QW8LSU7NcOc

Companion Blog: https://slowdragwithremedy.weebly.com/podcast-transcriptlinks/episode-7-lets-see-how-brave-you-are-a-slow-drag-with-no-hiding-place 

References:

Elvis Costello Wiki Reference Page: "No Hiding Place" http://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php/No_Hiding_Place

Podcast music by https://www.fesliyanstudios.com

“Big Sister’s Clothes”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o3wPnwq5Ww8

Momofuku name and restaurant history: https://momofuku.com/our-company/team/

Burning hair off video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LdVuSvZOqXM

Thank you, Dylan Taylor, for the stellar voice work:

Please visit EndeavourFM website: http://www.endeavourfm.co.uk/#

Dylan’s Twitter: @mrdpa Please say hello.

So, until next time, Adieu, my little ballyhoo

"No Hiding Place" Lyrics

In the not very distant future When everything will be free There won't be any cute secrets Let alone any novelty You can say anything you want to In your fetching cloak of anonymity Are you feeling out of breath now? In your desperate pursuit of infamy Two lovers rocking up and down In an elevator 15 minutes later They'll make a killing in the market They know how to work it On that close circuit My, my, it's a terrible disgrace You'll find these days that there's No Hiding Place How proud you are You got the knack Of howling in a vacuum Whatever I said about you I didn't say it behind your back I paid for my immortal sins I know the enemy within you As it seems these days There is no hiding place Next time someone wants to hurt you Or set alight your effigy Don't call on me to help you out Don't come crying to me for sympathy You stay there with your daubs and scratches While I summon up the red machine I'll be handing somebody matches And carrying a can of kerosene Walk up to me And say what you said Let's see how brave you are When I'm about this far

You sit in judgment and bitch Well, baby that's rich You're nothing but a snitch My, my, it's a terrible disgrace My, my, it's a terrible disgrace My, my, it's a terrible disgrace You'll find these days that there's No Hiding Place