The man the hipsters loved to hate -- until recently, when their children realized how ignorant they had been.
He may have conducted an orchestra during the first great era of Rock and Roll, but he got under everyone's skin. Enoch Light, Raymond LeFebve, and even polymath George Martin trembled in awe at the mere mention of his name. His longevity is a testimony to the pact he forged with the Devil shortly after that wanker Robert Johnson got himself killed. If you're a musician, Mantovani is as much a part of you as the Beatles or Stones or Hendrix or the Partridge Family. He's in your blood and in your very brain cells. And the last sound you hear when you die will be the final beat of a cadence conducted by Mantovani.
Can "K-Fed" make the same claim? I think not.
http://www.hallowquest.com/mantiindex.htmAnd don't be rude -- send him an online birthday card -- the link is about 25% of the page down.
--p!