This has been a banner day for fans of justice, in that Paul Manafort is where he belongs. I found it interesting that, from what I read, a number of experts in the field (I never practiced criminal law) felt it was unlikely that he’d be sent to jail. Personally, based on the allegations, I was pretty sure he would be, and here’s hoping he rots there. As a tribute to Paul, I am dedicating the first half of tonight’s music offering to him, in the hopes that, in the end, it will still be true that the law won.
Of course, the song is not entirely apt; Manafort didn’t rob people with a six gun, he was more of the ilk, as Woody Guthrie wrote, that robbed them with a fountain pen, but even that doesn’t quite describe it. Fondly do we hope, fervently do we pray, that he has been sent to an institution of the nastiest sort, one where he can live the life he so richly deserves.
Anyway, before the good news broke, I had an entirely different song picked out for tonight. I don’t believe I’ve ever put anything up by Neil Sedaka before. A couple of weeks ago I heard one of his songs on internet radio, and it brought back good memories, so I bought one of his CDs. His songs are a kick, but are also almost guaranteed ear worms. Hear one today, and it goes through your head for a week or two. So beware.
None of his early videos that I could find are worth posting; they’re all obviously lip synced, and that’s a no-no on this feature. I checked out his Wikipedia page, and somewhere along the line, in the 70s, he changed his style a bit, and that was probably when he recorded this version of Breaking Up is Hard to Do. Different than the original, and, blessedly, not quite as likely to stay in your brain for several days.
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