On the contrary, consider if you will three, balding, out of shape middle age men, squeezing into their varsity jackets from college, and staring at you – looking deeply into your soul. Creepy eh? (559).
PLUS Brigitte Bardot introduces us to Mr. Sun (yea, no more Mr. Cloud) and Horst Jankowski brings more than just his piano when we hear a tune off a production library record called “Jacques Offenbach Goes to Paris.”