On a roll here, chaps and chapesses .. that song by Ry Cooder, sung on The Old Grey Whistle Test in 1982, was of course Elvis Presley’s, from 1961 … meaning 21 years later … so there’s a lot of this sort of thing going on. Written by Doc Pomus.

Doc Pomus, Wiki bio:

(Written) for what he said were “… those people stumbling around in the night out there, uncertain or not always so certain of exactly where they fit in and where they were headed.”

John Lennon told Pomus the first song the Beatles practiced together was a Pomus song. Bob Dylan came to Pomus when Dylan was experiencing writer’s block.

Pomus also focused in later life on helping forgotten R&B artists who had fallen on hard times.^[3] The Rhythm and Blues Foundation provides artist grants through The Doc Pomus Artist Assistance Fund.^[21]

“Save the Last Dance for Me” has been called his crowning achievement. The lyrics came to him at his wedding, watching his wife dance with others, Pomus being unable to dance because of polio’s effects on his body.^[12][9]

And that very song is the finale in my long saga/trilogy called Masquerade, in which the two partners in life have passed over to the next house, about to go through yet another door to the next phase, apart, so they dance to this Doc Pomus song:

All right, enough nostalgia for now … let’s get back to the current day and its horrible politics … after an episode of The Saint which, incidentally, I’ve just sent to a friend of mine called lida, an architect/artist: