Most achingly-beautiful music

I have just one word. Ein Heldenleben. And preferrably by either Fritz Reiner and Chicago or Von Karajan and Berliner.

Back in the early 70s I lived right across Pennsylvania Ave. from Mr. Henry’s, in DC, where Roberta Flack used to play a couple years earlier.

My roommate worked at Mr. Henry’s, no wait, he just drank at Mr. Henry’s. Roberta Flack sang there in the late 60s.

I don’t recall the name of the Pizza place or the Red Lion. But it was the seventies. What can I tell ya? I also lived a couple blocks down from the Biograph theater on Pennsylvania Ave. on Washington Circle, the one with the statue of some dude on a horse. You’re from Jersey? I’m from Jersey. I was born in NJ.