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To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (4606)	7/2/1998 11:29:00 AM
From: JakeStraw	Respond to of 49844

I like the album also. As we've said before reviewers opinions are very subjective especially if you don't know their tastes to begin with.

To: SIer formerly known as Joe B. who wrote (4606)	7/2/1998 11:37:00 AM
From: JakeStraw	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 49844

Shammy [chamois] cleaning all the windows, Singing songs about Edith Piaf's soul. And I hear blue strains of "no regredior" Across the street from Cathedral Notre Dame. Meanwhile back in San Francisco We're trying hard to make this whole thing blend, As we sit upon this jagged Storey block, with you my friend. And it's a long way to Buffalo. It's a long way to Belfast city too. And I'm hoping the choice won't blow the hoist 'cos this town, they bit off more than they can chew. As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on Saint Dominic's Preview. All the orange boxes are scattered. We get to Safeway's supermarket in the rain. And everybody feels so determined Not to feel anyone else's pain. (You know that) No one's making no commitments To anybody but themselves, Hidin' behind closed doorways, Tryin' to get outside, outside of the shell And for every cross-cuttin' country corner, For every Hank Williams railroad train that cried, And all the chains, badges, flags and emblems And every strain on every brain and every eye As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on Saint Dominic's Preview. And the restaurant tables are completely covered. The record company has paid out for the wine. And they've got their pen and notebooks ready. Right about now your face should wear a smile. And we're over in a 52nd Street apartment, Socialising with the wino few, Just to be hip and get wet with the jet set. But they're flying too high to see my point of view. As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on Saint Dominic's Preview. See them freedom marching, Out on the street, freedom marching. Saint Dominic's Preview. (Van Morrison)