The Sweet Life: I am in bed working on some notes listening to some of the greatest music ever composed. It isn't some of the cheap commercial stuff that is cranked out today, only to be featured on a Time-Life CD 2000-2010. These are the classics that identified our country for what it is. How great that today's digital formats allow me to sit in bed and listen to Benny Goodman, Stephane Grappelli, and Tommy Dorsey. I close my eyes as I listen to the Les Brown Orchestra and I can almost picture myself sitting in a night club in 1958, watching my parents dancing across the floor. They break and Jimmie Lunceford grabs the microphone (I know he was dead by then, its my blog and I can imagine anything I want). Harry James grabs a horn and starts blowing while everyone takes to the floor (okay, he died just before I was married, but its still great stuff). I wonder if 20-40 years from now some one will discover all of this great music for the first time and fall in love with it all like I have.