Yes, I’ve seen the rain. Many times. And I don’t know who’ll stop it, but I know it’s fascinating especially when you add some music to it. I assume if you’re reading this you might already be old enough to let weather influence your mood, activities, any sort of habits, and pretty much the course…

Yes, you know Tom Waits, the friendliest embodying of Satan on Earth. Raspy voice, boozed up and covered in smoke in some obscure bar. Giving the impression of music played on a worn-keys piano, yet still managing to sound like the classiest piece of jazz you’ve ever wanted to encounter on a drunk evening. But…