Thanks to whoever dropped off new reading material in the men’s restroom.
at Mama Dip’s Kitchen
Today I finally finished reading a book about the Brill Building ’60s New York songwriters. It was a book I started, then set aside many years ago. Goffin and King were, of course, mentioned on the first, the last, and many pages in between. Now Gerry Goffin is dead. Part of me feels responsible, like he was waiting for me to finish reading his story before finally giving in.