The TMBG song, "Bee of the Bird of the Moth" is a fluffy little thing, and I was not really loving it except for the wonderful round the singer does with himself at the end of the song, the last few lines of which are:
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like an easter egg hunt for egg heads )
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...Kudos to you for sorting through all that and finding a connection!
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The mirror on the wall
Won't talk to me at all
Now that I have everything
The place inside the frame
Just doesn't look the same
Now that I have everything
(Guess it did, but I only ever bought their first album, on vinyl. Yeah, that long ago.)
So I answered myself by trying the number just now; there's nobody home.
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Although Dial-A-Song has always been prone to long periods of down time, it worked intermittently up until a few years ago, when the band apparently gave up on it. They don't even print the number in their album liners anymore.
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I was very sad when it dawned on me Flans had given up and just hadn't gotten around to mentioning it in interviews. DAS was my late night buddy.
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Oh, and here's the image you mentioned (to save folks from the arduous task of googling it themselves, hehe):
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We looked up some more Goya before the laptop at home died, and I the only Goya I recognized, besides this print, was a portrait of a little girl. It turns out the latter is hanging in one of the galleries downtown, which is why it was familiar, although I hadn't remembered it as a Goya. This whole thing makes me wonder what other memories are in some blind alley in my head that I can't get to without outside aid.
About Lethem? I have decided there really are only about 150 people in New York, and they all know each other.
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