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Father of twins and novelist/filmmaker/musician
in New York on the
Upper Upper Upper Upper
Upper West Side.
People complain about musicals.
Nobody just stops in the street
I say you know the wrong people.
They say:
and breaks into song.
Hit the road
I was freelancing up in the ARCO tower in Los Angeles years ago, and one of my colleagues was a guy from Hong Kong—mussed hair, very heavily accented English—who called himself Michael. I had Ray Charles playing one night.
Michael said, "Who's this?"
"Ray Charles," I said.
He said, "What kind of music this?"
I thought a while.
"Ray Charles," I said.
1930–2004
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Michael said, "Who's this?"
"Ray Charles," I said.
He said, "What kind of music this?"
I thought a while.
"Ray Charles," I said.
1930–2004
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