Sublime

I tell myself she was a luxury, like fruit out of season, lucky to have but temporary.

Alfred Newman used to say that you should always “keep your score paper and pen right near you, ’cause if you’re not up, God will take it down the street to (Henry) Mancini!”

After each generation dies, only a few songs and artists enjoy a lingering fame.

my 1975 album, Mellow Madness,

And when he’s

Sylvanshine could almost literally see the small pink man drinking Pepto-Bismol straight out of the bottle and going home to a woman who treated him like an uninteresting stranger.

To a certain cross section of clerks in that city of rubber stamps, carbon paper, and spindles, he had become a familiar figure, a slender, tall twenty-year-old with nice manners and a rumpled suit, appearing in the middle of a stifling afternoon, looking painfully cheerful. He would doff his hat. The clerk or secretary—a woman, more often than not