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A Man Who Has Nothing In Particular To Recommend Him Discusses All Sorts of Subjects at Random as Though He Knew Everything

Berlin, Infinite Recursion

Max Raabe singing Irving Berlin In Berlin. For a German, he’s a borderline wildman. I like the part where he raised his eyebrow that one time. Skating at the edge of the volcano of his inner torment, no doubt.

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  1. OMG, I don't think I'm going to recover. Thinking that surely he came across as stiff as a result of concentrating on his non-native language, I went to see more of his videos. Just. . . damn.

    And now, life has no meaning. Crap.

  2. Joan!

    You are made of sterner stuff than the average female human person, but you looked at more than one Max Raabe video at a time? That kind of sexual mojo in one dose? I'd no more recommend that than looking directly into the sun.

  3. I never heard of this guy before. If hadn't already known, just one look at the guy and I could have told you he was German. But maybe only because when I lived in Scotland I had two German flatmates and one of them had a German buddy who looked just like him.

    Those three Germans were named: Jurgen, Gerhardt, and Gerhardt.

  4. Love Raabe. But, I can't help visualizing him in the lounge at The Overlook as Jack Torrance sits at the bar.

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