Finally in the 90s in Detroit. Summer in the city I love it, especially the hot summer nights.
The song aka “Lujon” was composed by her Dad, Henry and as you can see the fruit here didn’t fall far from the Mancini tree of talent. Monica’s pours out of this as natural as breathing.
Starting out as a part of the Henry Mancini chorus singers she turned into one of the finest singers around today. Doing it in the first class style of the era her Dad came from. I still miss that genius and to me movie scores have never been the same since he left us.
Thank God he left us with his children. I only wish she would make more albums.
We were tougher, unspoiled ( unless you wanted your ass kicked by your parents ), more mature and willing to take to the streets and fight for what we believed in. Even if we got our heads kicked in.
Weren’t always right, weren’t always wrong.
In 1968 two of our hero’s were murdered before the nations eyes. Bobby Kennedy & Martin Luther King Jr.
The 68′ Tet offensive threw Nam into another realm as if it hadn’t been disastrous enough. No doubt in any body’s minds that RFK would have been our next President had he not been assassinated.
And Nam would have ended soon after. But as the words goes it just wasn’t meant to be. And I still say why the hell not.