Irving Berlin’s first hit was not “Alexander’s ragtime band” it was a ditty about the folk hero of the 1908 Olympics the Italian pastry chef named either Dorondo Pietri or Pietri (“Peter”) Dorondo, Who won the marathon but was disqualified because he fell down and they helped him up but then the queen fell for him and gave him her own trophy cup and one of the officials was Arthur Conan Doyle who wrote Sherlock Holmes.
Whereas I am still obsessed even an hour later with the beautiful recording my magic handheld box is sharing with me of two people who were strangers to me until about 12 hours ago, Valerie Troutt of Oakland and Maya Kronfeld Of Berkeley. I met them both after the Ruthie Foster show at Stanford. (Ie this is my second post about them and their song ).
It kind of reminds me of Stevie wonder love’s in need of love today.
Stay tuned.
