Last night was a scene of domestic bliss at the old homestead. The Lovely Carla got home, parked herself in front of the TV with her dinner and watched her show, "The Gilmore Girls." Hey everyone needs "a show!" I sat in the kitchen writing my musical. Think Billy Joel, Neil Sedaka, Barry Manilow, Neil Diamond, Lieber and Stoller, George Gershwin, Pete Townsend - you get my drift? Suddenly, I'm consumed with the idea that I can write a ROCK OPERA!
"I am, he said..."
"I write the songs..."
"Summertime..."
"Tommy can you hear me..."
"Mandy..."
The mind reels.