Dead Cat in a Bag

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“What’s that you got?” “Dead cat.” “Lemme see him, Huck. My, he’s pretty stiff. Where’d you get him ?” “Bought him off’n a boy.” “What did you give?” “I give a blue ticket and a bladder that I got at the slaughter-house.” Mark Twain, Tom Sawyer, chapter V. Something about the name, for the very last time. We do love cats. Our living cats. And our dead and buried cats too. There is no threat in our name. Please imagine a fair-haired little girl dressed in a ragged gown sitting on the damaged, cracked stairs of a deserted Victorian hotel, holding a bag adorned maybe by little flowers of blood, as a circus parade walks marching through… Alas, that’s too gothic and old-fashioned, but that’s a good starting point. A dead cat in a bag is someone you were supposed to take care of. It’s something gone you’re still loving. A dead cat in a bag is a mystery on your way. A horrible, yet funny funeral in your childhood. And a memento mori for your future, indeed. A dead cat in a bag is the face on every fear… like your secrets and shames, and the skeletons in the closet… how does your cat in the bag look? What does it look like? It’s a burden you have to carry on. Wearing the willow and learning to hide the tears. Someday you’ll have to put it down, meanwhile… keep on whistling that sad tune. Furthermore, when you say: the cat’s in the bag, you can think you have made it — but probably, if the cat’s still, the cat’s dead: you can’t get what you want so easily, this side of heaven. A

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Sad Dolls And Furious Flowers

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We've Been Through (with Swanz the Lonely Cat)

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Uovo Green

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Uovo Green CD

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Mellon Collie And The Infinite Power - Twilight To Starlight

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Mellon Collie And The Infinite Power

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I Have Tried in My Way to be Free: Read and Reread Leonard Cohen

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Dead Cat in a Bag

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Sleeping fields

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Rock On Italy's Stage: Around Rock, Vol. 2

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