Indelible Lines

Before the Rifftides staff gets back to business as usual, whatever that is, we're finding it difficult to let go of thoughts about Johnny Mercer. Lines from his songs won't go away -- ever. There's a dance pavillion in the rain, All shuttered down... I remember, too, a distant bell and stars that fell like rain, out of the blue. Faint as a will-o-the-wisp, crazy as a loon, sad as a gypsy serenading the moon. The days of wine and roses laugh and run away, like a child at play... Go out and try … [Read more...]