Posted by: Gregoryno6 | September 21, 2012

An evening (okay, three minutes) of sullen menace with Tori Amos.

There are days when it seems the elements are determined to scour Perth clean off the map. Today we had cutting gusts of rain and screaming winds, and huge ominous grey cloudbanks that swallowed the planes taking off from the airport.

And it looks like more of the same overnight. So I’m going to pretend I’m alone in a ballroom with a grand piano, a few flickering candles, and Tori.

What better song to counterpoint the tempest outside?

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