“It’s good to be smart,” a character in Bloom’s new novel tells us; “it’s better to be lucky.”
I’m reading Lucky Us by Amy Bloom. Slowly. Slowly. For the lovely spare prose, the beautiful passages, and the melodies.
In between the madcap adventures of sisters Iris and Eva, the glamorous black jazz singer, the flamboyant English professor turned upstate butler, the Hollywood makeup artist and the German-American mechanic, there’s the gift of a musical interlude I just can’t ignore.
Each chapter begins with a vintage song title or lyric from the 1940s, jazz, blues and pop ~ Bei Mir Bist Du Schoen, Pennies from Heaven, and, my favorite, You’re Not the Only Oyster In the Stew.
There’s I’d Know You Anywhere, Find Out What They Like, and Dirty Butter.
Twenty-nine tunes in all. My iPad is getting a workout.
Oh, and the story? It will pierce your heart.
Here’s a review~