“And now the purple dusk of twilight time…
…steals across the meadows of my heart”.
I don’t know much about Hoagy Carmichael. I just now read that he composed Stardust in Bloomington, Indiana.
I’ve been through Indiana several times on my way to somewhere else. I don’t recall ever going through Bloomington. I have a mental image of it.
It seems fitting and satisfying that a song such as Stardust would emanate from such a place.
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