The Joint Opens

 Well, it’s that Eagles song again, and there will presently be an eighth woman on his mind. Takin’ it easy ....

How can they bear singing doo-wa diddy diddy dum diddy doo every day?

Porridger’s Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)

(Maury Chaykin) Nero Wolfe: “Does she lie?”

(Timothy Hutton) Archie Goodwin: “Certainly.”

Wolfe: “How the devil can you tell?”

Goodwin: “...Look, I’m only answering your question: Does she lie? She does.”

Wolfe: “Then we need the truth. Get it.”

Well begun is half done, goeth the old saw. When I was wondering what the musical matter of Janky Juke Joint might be, my inner ear immediately heard a mildly hopped-up version of “Three Blind Mice.” No, not aught like the opening of Dr. No. I still did not have much steam yesterday, so I wasn’t going to get much composing done. But sufficient juice to transcribe what I was already hearing? That, I had. And so, Gentle Reader, we have the first 15 bars of the Op. 178 № 3. I do think it a good start, and I am letting the further composition cook slowly in the background ...