Call it late night music for late night people.
It’s buzzing fluorescent light bulbs about to burn out, hushed tones and dark thoughts, emotional bloodletting, probably murder… somewhere in New Orleans…Mexico…around the block. It sounds mighty fine in your proverbial smoky bar. You know, the one down on the corner you wish you were at right now.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, before we get all morose, Know that Forty Words For Fear, the debut CD by Madison Smartt Bell & Wyn Cooper (novelist and poet, respectively, during the day) , is also music for people who like a little bouncy island step in some of their tunes.
And it's music for people who dig doses of tuba and banjo, xylophone and accordion, exotic
percussion and spoken word with a groovy 50s
Sci-Fi alien talking effect.
It’s bluesy and soulful and gets in your glass, under your skin and behind your eyes. It’s something fans of Leonard Cohen and Tom Waits will likely be into. It'd definitely be righteous on the jukebox in that smoky little dive down on the corner.