This week’s column is not only a beautiful retro romp with the Rascals, but with Rita Wilson, whose new album digs into the oldies vault and reinterprets them for some fresh sounds of the city.
I talked to Rita about her taste, her music, and her car-radio inspirations.
Rita also told me about a heartfelt song she wrote for a certain man who goes by the name of Tom. It’ll warm your cockles. He’s a “lucky guy” all right, nyuck nyuck.
And check out the biggies who’ve come to see Rita perform at 54 Below so far. These people are so big I don’t even have to write a caption for a change.