June 23, 2006


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“I Could Tell You Things About This Wallpaper That You Really Wouldn’t Want to Know”

Bob Dylan: Listen, I need something… I need something pretty disgusting.

Leonard Cohen: No seriously, I’m telling you, he can do it.

Bob Dylan: Didn’t he play on that cornball teenage jazz; “Be My Baby”? “Help Me Rhonda”?

Leonard Cohen: Your moustache is pretty repulsive, but I promise, Phil Spector is a freak. I mean, he ran tape for Douglas on “Iodine,” and–I don’t kid, man–hot grease came out of his saxophone. It was like a grease geyser. Or fountain, whatever.

(pause)

Bob Dylan: Did anyone clean it up?

Leonard Cohen: We made this girl clean it up.

Bob Dylan: Did Steve—

Leonard Cohen: Yeah, no, he laughed. I mean, it was sick.

Bob Dylan:

Leonard Cohen: I can hear the sound of you stroking your moustache.

Bob Dylan:

Leonard Cohen: When Steve met Lewis Del Gatto, the sax guy on Saturday Night Live, he made this big deal of having to immediately go and wash his hands.

GETTING WARMER at 2:15 pm, .

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