It's not news that AG spent some time playing clarinet in the Herbert Jerome band. In the memoir, so the grey lady informs me this morning, he recalls, during down-time, band-members clouded in tobacco and marijuana smoke in one room, while he sits alone in the next ensconced in an economics tome, or - I'm imagining,- some of the texts that pre-figure his inauguration into the Rand cult . I picture the standard jazz repertoire filtered through his green-eye-shaded, Objectivist sensibility:
"How High The Prime."
"I'm Growing Sentimental Over Me."
"In A Rationally Exuberant Mood."
"Tea For Two - With Separate Checks, Please."
"I Concentrate On Me."
"I've Got Liquidity - Who Could Ask For Anything More?"
"Concerto For Kooky (For Ayn)."
"In The Wee Smaa Structures Of The Minimal State."
---and that's just the first set!