Over the last few weeks or so I have been repeatedly listening to Hank Mobley’s version of “There’s a Lull in My Life” from the A Slice of the Top cd. I’ve heard this song many times before, but for some reason, recently, I’ve really been listening to it. Beautiful. Nevermind the fact that this tune could also be the title of my autobiography (actually, life ain’t too bad right now). Not sure why, but it took me up until now to recognize the real beauty of the tune, the melody and Mobley’s tone. Truly knocks me out.

I could meet the most hideous woman with the most odious personality and disposition, and if we met while this song was playing, I’m sure I’d almost want to take her Broom Hildaish face in my hands and place a loving peck right on her hairy warted face.

I’ve placed the song on the Evening Melancholy MySpace page for all who doubt my veracity. You may completely disagree with me, but at least I got you to listen. :o)