I enjoy a good magic trick, a bit of slight of hand. I enjoy an entertainer--a changeling, a shapeshifter, a master of ceremonies. While there are fewer and fewer artists tapping into the primordial, the supernatural, we thankfully still have the self-made myth that is Tom Waits.
Captured in 1987 during the the tour for Frank's Wild Years, you could do much worse than spend a night nipping on your favorite bottle of whatever and this tourfilm . . .
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