Wednesday, August 04, 2010

The Infinite Sadness of Chief Trading Post

Everything in the above box, or boat, is 50p (that everything consisting of a couple of crumbling candles, an egg thing, some dust and pebbles).

I'm reminded of Tom Waits' melancholy classic Soldier's Things.

Davenports and kettle drums
and swallow tail coats
Table cloths and patent leather shoes
Bathing suits and bowling balls
And clarinets and rings
And all this radio really
needs is a fuse

A tinker, a tailor
A soldier's things
His rifle, his boots full of rocks
And this one is for bravery
And this one is for me
And everything's a dollar
in this box...


malty said...

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favourite things.

much prettier than Waites

Willard said...

One of the best tracks on my favourite album of all time. Nice way to enjoy my elevenses...

Good picture too. Even their boxes aren't boxes. What exactly is that? A feeding trough? A crib? A bottle holder? A ship on stilts?

Brit said...

I do think it is a ship on stilts. The wonderful thing about CTP is that the 50p box ship on stilts is probably itself on sale for a couple of grand...