Still coming to terms with being at the top – it has a certain status about it y’see. Usually it’s a good thing. One strives to reach the top. The summit. Second to none. The Daddy.
Top of the Pops.
So, if I was to have the transplant now – I’d have to find something else to be the top of. I’d have to start again at the bottom of something and work my way up – I kinda like being at the top.
But then again, when you’re at the top – there is nothing above you, no-one beside you – everyone else who is playing the game is down there – down below. And y’know, as the great Randy Newman once said, it’s Lonely at the Top.
Randy Newman. I was wondering whether to be grateful or angry with Randy. Grateful for the stunningly beautiful, witty, moving, simple songs he’s given us – see Sail Away, Louisiana (NineteenCanteen), Rollin’, etc etc – if you don’t know what I mean – check out his Greatest Hits, there’s some real gems there. But as is often the way, he never really got the true recognition I reckon he deserved, and with that the true remuneration.
So he sort of just disappeared from our radar.
Or did he?
Did he ‘eck as like. He wrote incidental film scores for major Hollowood blockbusters that’s what he did – like the Toy Story trilogy, A Bug’s Life, Monsters Inc, all the Fockers stuff and many many more. So who’s laughing now?
He’s given us more wondrous songs than most people in the world and now he is getting handsomely paid off – so I say, Good Luck to Randy Newman.
Now there… are 3…. steps to… carry a donor card – ooh, wap wap!
Just follow steps