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Right after the first encounter between Buddy, Glod and Lias, they go to Gimli's delicatessen:
Right after the first encounter between Buddy, Glod and Lias, they go to Gimlet's delicatessen:
The place was almost empty. A dwarf in an apron that came up to its armpits watched them over
The place was almost empty. A dwarf in an apron that came up to its armpits watched them over
the top of the counter. 'You do fried rat?' said Glod.
the top of the counter. 'You do fried rat?' said Glod.

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Wow! Flash service. --Old Dickens 16:40, 27 October 2008 (UTC)

The Dean as Marlon Brando: Born to eat big dinners Also evocative, if his persona in Reaper Man is anything to go by, of Brando's character in Apocalypse Now - "I do love the smell of napalm in the mornings".

Good point on Steppenwolf's eponymous BTBW, btw - "eponymous" as this is the song that gave the world the phrase "heavy metal (thunder)" to describe a certain form of music!

--AgProv 14:36, 26 March 2009 (UTC)

Listening to Radcliffe and Maconie's national show on BBC radio last night (07/04/09)and food for thought was provided by their discussing the idea that Robert Johnson sold his soul to the Devil at the eponymous Crossroads, in exchange for superhuman guitar skills and consequent fame and fortune. It was noted that Johnson (while showing promise as a blues songwriter) just simply couldn't string together much more than a few faltering chords on a guitar, and showed no signs of getting any better than this. Then all of a sudden his skills exploded into fruition, as if steered by some external agency. It was also noted that Johnson died young, age twenty-seven, as if some sort of "year-and-a-day" Faustian pact had expired. This led on to a tally of all those other musicians who suddenly died age twenty-seven, as if this was some sort of critical year, a good vintage for dead rock stars.... Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Brian Jones, Jimi Hendrix, Buddy Holly... strange but true.
(We can only wish Buddy had lasted that long. He was 22. --Old Dickens 22:04, 1 June 2009 (UTC)) Ah. Amend previous remark to Strange but truth as seen by a BBC radio presenter whose researcher possibly needs a talking-to--AgProv 09:47, 2 June 2009 (UTC)


On a non-related note, it occurs to me that Glod the dwarf, who is seen to sweat a lot and conscientiously avoid baths of any kind (Bob Geldof?) has another layer of meaning to his name. In parts of the Welsh borders and especially Flintshire, this is one of the very few Welsh words to have made it the opposite direction and is regularly used in local English. Sglod, (s)glod, Glodion, Glods are words used to denote potato chips, ie French Fries, as bought in the local chippie such as the one in the alley in Quirm, where the QAYL girls regularly go out of bounds for the taste of fried food. And the girls think the chip fat is too old and dirty and greasy...--AgProv 10:23, 8 April 2009 (UTC)

Since Gorillaz didn't appear until four years after Soul Music was published, this seems an unlikely source. --Old Dickens 13:59, 31 May 2009 (UTC)

Crash/Slash/the Clash: interesting point, but isn't there a guitarist in Guns and Roses or Bon Jovi 9can't recall which) called Slash? --AgProv 11:51, 1 June 2009 (UTC)

Crash/Slash/the Clash: Could as you state refer to the lead guitarist from Guns and Roses --BOZZ 14:02, 1 June 2009 (UTC)


Right after the first encounter between Buddy, Glod and Lias, they go to Gimlet's delicatessen: The place was almost empty. A dwarf in an apron that came up to its armpits watched them over the top of the counter. 'You do fried rat?' said Glod. 'Best damn fried rat in the city,' said Gimlet. 'OK. Give me four fried rats.' 'And some dwarf bread,' said Imp. 'And some coke,' said Lias patiently. 'You mean rat heads or rat legs?' 'No. Four fried rats.' 'And some coke.' 'You want ketchup on those rats?' 'No.' 'You sure?' ‘No ketchup.' 'And some coke.'

Now let's see this scene of blues brothers...

Jake: Do you have any fried chicken ma'am? Mrs. Murphy: Best damned chicken in the state. Jake: Bring me four fried chickens and a Coke. Mrs. Murphy: You want chicken wings or chicken legs? Jake: Four fried chickens and a Coke. Elwood: And some dry white toast please. Mrs. Murphy: Ya'all want anything to drink with that? Elwood: No ma'am. Jake: A Coke. Mrs. Murphy: Be right back.