If Closing Time, Tom Waits' debut album, consisted of love songs set in a l… Read Full Bio ↴If Closing Time, Tom Waits' debut album, consisted of love songs set in a late-night world of bars and neon signs, its follow-up, The Heart of Saturday Night, largely dispenses with the romance in favor of poetic depictions of the same setting. On "Diamonds on My Windshield" and "The Ghosts of Saturday Night," Waits doesn't even sing, instead reciting his verse rhythmically against bass and drums like a Beat hipster. Musically, the album contains the same mixture of folk, blues, and jazz as its predecessor, with producer Bones Howe occasionally bringing in an orchestra to underscore the loping melodies. Waits' songs are sometimes sketchier in addition to being more impersonal, but "(Looking For) The Heart of Saturday Night" and "Semi Suite" are the equal of anything on Closing Time. Still, with lines such as "...the clouds are like headlines/Upon a new front page sky" and references to "a 24-hour moon" and "champagne stars," Waits' imagery is beginning to get florid, and in material this stylized, the danger of self-parody is always present.
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The Heart of Saturday Night
Tom Waits Lyrics
(Looking for) The Heart of Saturday Night Well you gassed her up Behind the wheel With your arm around…
Depot, Depot Depot, depot, what am I doing here? Depot, depot, what am…
Diamonds on My Windshield Well these diamonds on my windshield And these tears from he…
Drunk on the Moon Tight slack-clad girls on the graveyard shift 'Neath the cem…
Fumblin' With the Blues Friday left me fumblin' with the blues And it's hard to…
New Coat Of Paint Let's put a new coat of paint On this lonesome old…
Please Call Me, Baby The evening fell just like a star Left a trail behind You…
San Diego Serenade I never saw the mornin' 'til I stayed up all…
Semi Suite Well you hate those diesels rollin' And those Friday nights …
Shiver Me Timbers I'm leavin' my family And leavin' my friends My body's at ho…
The Ghosts of Saturday Night (After Hours at Napoleone's Pizza House) A cab combs the snake tryin' to rake in that…