If you ever see me finishing my smoke outside the Bloomingdales subway station or leaning against the window on the balls-to-the-wall crowded 6 train on my way home and see me mouthing words and animatedly moving my head and my body around, I swear I’m not crazy! I’m simply performing a dramatic monologue to this song in my head. I mean, listen to it! How can you not?
If I could I’d fold myself away like a card table
A concertina or a murphy bed, I would
But I wasn’t made that way, so you know instead
I’m open all night and the customers come to stay
And everyone tips but not enough to knock me over
And I’m so tired; I just worked two shifts
Easy Tiger’s release in 2007 was heralded with much press proclaiming that the Ryan Adams everyone loved was back. For some of us, he had never left. But that doesn’t make Easy Tiger any less good.
