W. o’ W.: Tom Waits

“I want you to play like you’re seven years old at a recital.

I want you to play like your mom’s in the room.

I want you to play like you’re miles from home, and your legs are dangling from a boxcar.

Or play like your hair’s on fire.

Play like you have no pants on.”

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