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March 04, 2003

Humming on the walk through Bryant Park

Blaming it all on the nights on Broadway Singin' them love songs, Singin' them straight to the heart songs. Blamin' it all on the nights on Broadway Singin' them sweet sounds To that crazy, crazy town.
Scott's been spinning a Bee Gees collection of late; I haven't heard this song ("Nights on Broadway") in ages. There's something poignant and epic about it that puts a lump in my throat. Plus it puts an extra ooomph in a girl's stride on this balmy, thirty-odd degree day in New York.

Yours, &c., LC | 11:01 AM |