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Appreciation written, produced, and narrated by Remedy Robinson, MA/MFA

Twitter: @slowdragremedy

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/slow_drag_with_remedy/ 

Email: slowdragwithremedy@gmail.com

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

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Elvis Costello Wiki Resource, “After the Fall”: http://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php/After_The_Fall

“After the Fall”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2wS1Y2rw4s

Companion Blog: https://slowdragwithremedy.home.blog/2020/07/20/episode-50-after-the-fall/

References:

Episode 5 of “Slow Drag with Remedy,” “Well, Heaven Knows what Fills the Heart,” a slow drag with “Georgie and her Rival”: https://directory.libsyn.com/episode/index/show/slowdragwithremedy/id/11192174

Episode 34, “Lost Legs and Fingernails,” a slow drag with “Invasion Hit Parade”: https://directory.libsyn.com/episode/index/show/slowdragwithremedy/id/13352381

Readability Formulas: https://readabilityformulas.com

That Obscure Object of Desire, user reviews: https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0075824/reviews

That Obscure Object of Desire Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gba_tu2-EMY

The Arthur Miller Society, Guide to “After the Fall”: https://arthurmillersociety.net/guide-after-the-fall/

“After the Fall,” a play by Miller: https://www.britannica.com/topic/After-the-Fall

Types of Rhyme: https://www.dailywritingtips.com/types-of-rhyme/

So, until next time, Adieu, my little ballyhoo

"After the Fall" lyrics: 

In an anonymous rendezvous Where the forbidden lovers repair They're burning down another damn candle They're melting the tables and chairs Beneath them applause from the balcony Whenever they accomplished making love Other times they thought they heard laughter Coming from the balcony above (chorus): She lies to his right and she carelessly recites All of her brand new appetites She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all Since she came back to him after the fall She said "You never visit the countryside So I've made you a country to order" She put up a little tent in the bedroom Crickets played on a tape-recorder The ceiling was festooned with phosphorous stars She noticed his skin turning cold Burning all his clothes on the bonfire "Relax" she whispered and tightened the blindfold (chorus) You've changed but not for the better babe I'd tell you why but what's the use 'Cos it's the same kind of pity A drunkard gives as his excuse You were sharp and ideal as a bobby pin Now your eyes are deserted and quiet We both look like those poor shattered mannequins Thrown through the window in the riot She lies in his arms and without any qualms Revels in shallow delights She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all Since she came back to him after the fall