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I don’t have much of an explanation for this one. I don’t understand it myself. Still, it’s what a guy called me, more than once.
I spent time in the music room: was that it?
I’d sung a blues line or two: was that it?
I don’t know. Whatever it was, it seemed to be nicely intended: a compliment of some kind.
If I have to guess I’ll venture that it had something to do with Sinatra being a little slip of a guy but played roles, movie roles, in which he somehow stood on his own feet.
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