interview w. Madgicks

🏴‍☠️ I remember him as if it were yesterday, as he came plodding to the inn door, his sea-chest following behind him in a hand-barrow; a tall, strong, heavy, nut-brown man; his tarry pigtail falling over the shoulders of his soiled blue coat; his hands ragged and scarred, with black, broken nails; and the sabre cut across one cheek, a dirty, livid white. I remember him looking round the cove and whistling to himself as he did so, and then breaking out in that old sea-song that he sang so often afterwards:— “Fifteen men on the dead man's chest— Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!" in the high, old tottering voice that seemed to have been tuned and broken at the capstan bars. Then he rapped on the door with a bit of stick like a handspike that he carried, and when my father appeared, called roughly for a glass of rum. This, when it was brought to him, he drank slowly, like a connoisseur, lingering on the taste, and still looking about him at the cliffs and up at our signboard. "This is a handy cove," says he, at length; "and a pleasant sittyated grog-shop. Much company, mate?" —Robert Louis Stevenson, Treasure Island, 1883 (p.1, 2) 🏴‍☠️ Images in this episode (with tiemstamps): 3:13 1672446262534.jpg 39:14 1672446267529.jpg 🏴‍☠️ Musick in this episode: "FTW" by Monkey Crumble https://rss.com/podcasts/sotscast/762014/ S02 E85 - interview w. Madgicks On Telegram: https://t.me/sotscast72 On Twitter: https://twitter.com/DenariusSilver 🏴‍☠️