"I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm, I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever, but I know it isn't spring"
We had the good fortune of seeing Blossom Dearie perform in her last years at the back bar of a Thai seafood restaurant on West 46th Street. The quirky, hidden nightspot with starfish and fishing nets on the wall was the perfect place to see her. She was a great singer/pianist to the end.