No Death Cab For Ugly? Ugly Has To Walk?

On November 26th 1993 in Madrid, Thom recorded an acoustic rendition of Bullet Proof for the Spanish national radio channel Radio 3. 

This version features a third verse, which is only documented in this recording

“Bob scared the hell out of me. He was so skinny he looked like he was about to die. And the concert was a disaster."

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On November 5, 1917, 100 years ago today, Wilfred Owen wrote a gorgeous love letter to fellow gay World War I poet Siegfried Sassoon. It continues to be one of my favorite love letters of all time.

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Know that since mid-September, when you still regarded me as a tiresome little knocker on your door, I held you as Keats +Christ + Elijah + my Colonel + my father-confessor + Amenophis IV in profile.

What’s that mathematically?

In effect it is this: that I love you, dispassionately, so much, so very much, dear Fellow, that the blasting little smile you wear on reading this can’t hurt me in the least.

If you consider what the above Names have severally done for me, you will know what you were doing. And you have fixed my Life – however short. You did not light me: I was always a mad comet; but you have fixed me. I spun round you a satellite for a month, but I shall swing out soon, a dark star in the orbit of where you will blaze.