We were playing the theme to "CBS Sports Spectacular" circa 1979. I had it memorized, but my chops wore out.
Steve Carell was the band director.
Hmm... musta been the crack I smoked before bed.
In a New York Times review of the 120th Anniversary of Carnegie Hall Concert, my darling Audra gets some nice notices (luckily PBS will televise the concert!):After intermission Audra McDonald, looking and sounding radiant, sang four works by Duke Ellington. In “Solitude,” Ms. McDonald blended luscious singing with disarmingly direct sentiment. Her wistful way with “Sophisticated Lady” was also haunting. I especially loved her dreamy performance of “On a Turquoise Cloud,” a vocalise in which the singer’s “ah” sounds are cushioned by Ellington’s plangent harmonies in the orchestra. Ms. McDonald ended with “It Don’t Mean a Thing (if It Ain’t Got That Swing),” a demonstration of how swing in the Ellington sense should be lithe and rhythmic, yet relaxed and easy.


"You know what’s funny about death? I mean other than absolutely nothing at all? You’d think we could remember finding out we weren’t immortal. Sometime I see children sobbing in airports and I think, 'Aww. They’ve just been told.'”
"I have a very loud voice. I used to say that my voice was designed to wrest people from dreams."
"You know I saw yet another Princess Leia figurine recently at one of those comic book conventions – which yes, I go to when I’m lonely. Anyway, this doll was on a turnstile. And when it got to a particular place on the turnstile, you could see up my dress, to my anatomically correct – though shaved – galaxy snatch. Well, as you can imagine, because this probably happens to you all the time, I was a bit taken aback by this, so I called George Lucas and I said, 'You know what man? Owning my likeness does not include owning my lagoon of mystery.'”
