Bobby Underwood > Status Update

Rather serendipitous—I had just mentioned “Mr. Lucky Goes Latin” earlier.

While this theme was featured on the album, it did not in fact have anything to do with the “Mr. Lucky” series.

The tune is wonderfully cross-cultural, incorporating instruments and rhythms that make me think of a nocturne on the African veldt—at least with the opening bars.

Michael wrote: "Rather serendipitous—I had just mentioned “Mr. Lucky Goes Latin” earlier.

While this theme was featured on the album, it did not in fact have anything to do with the “Mr. Lucky” series.

The tun..."

Yes, it's wonderfully indefinable, a feeling in the heart and soul captured musically, using many various instruments and musical rhythms in it's romantic wistful elegance. I always think of the French Riviera for some reason whenever I hear any arrangement of it, and a girl so wonderful it seems to start playing whenever she's near. Like faint perfume which makes you catch your breath at the thought of her, its melodic strains means you're about to see her again, transforming a small country town to the French Riviera, where she belongs in her unequaled splendor.

Mancini gave us so many wonderful pieces of music, usually from films, but I always come back to Lujon (Slow Hot Wind) as my favorite. I think Sergio Mendes's version of the song with words, featuring Lani Hall, is my favorite of those, but I prefer it just as an instrumental.

Mancini was one of a kind, his music very much an outgrowth of his gentle soul.

I enjoyed your quixotic musings—you expressed the special feelings of how his music resonates very sublimely.

Michael wrote: "Mancini was one of a kind, his music very much an outgrowth of his gentle soul.

I enjoyed your quixotic musings—you expressed the special feelings of how his music resonates very sublimely."

“It is the worst news a man can be given, to be diagnosed a romantic. There is no cure, no vaccine, no drug to make it manageable." -- Night Run

The line between Romanticism and Quixotism can be razor-thin. Mancini magically, through much of his music, often seamlessly merged them into one for the romantics, providing oxygen for that flame in the heart burning forlornly alone to continue burning, making the sublime seem a little less out of reach, and not so impossible.

Very well put, Bobby. And uplifting…