As part of my ongoing cheer-up efforts - and in recognition of her 118th birthday - herewith a half-hour with Miss Mabel Mercer.
I've mentioned it before, but I did get to hear her, and that memory carries me through the occasional blue moment. On a bitter cold February morning, it's nice to drift back to a TV studio back in the mid-'70s (and what could be more '70s than our host's lapels and medallion?) and spend a little time in an audience with the Prima Donna Assoluta of cabaret. Her "Folks Who Live on the Hill" - well, as the kids say, it gives me life.