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Merry Christmas

I thought I was done with the Phil Spector story, the guns, the road littered with dead women, the Jewfro. But now this tidbit of book news from Media Bistro:

Spector Son’s Tell-All Surprisingly Not Titled “To Know Him Is To Love Him”

From Sharlene Martin of Martin Literary Management comes word of a memoir from Louis Spector, who was adopted (along with his twin brother) by legendary record producer Phil Spector when he was five; Spector then presented the siblings to his then-wife, Ronettes singer Veronica Bennett, as a Christmas present. The proposal, entitled The Gingerbread House on La Collina Drive.

I know, life is good.

 

 

One Response

  1. May you be filled with the wonder of Mary, the obedience of Joseph, the joy of the angels, the eagerness of the shepherds, the determination of the magi, and the peace of the Christ child. Almighty God, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit bless you now and forever.

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