Fats for Valentine's

One final post for Valentine's Day. After Bob Dylan and George Harrison and the Mamas and the Papas, here's the Fat Man -- Fats Domino. I have wanted to write about him for a long time but didn't want to clutter up this blog with too many videos. However, I find it impossible to describe what he's like without showing him singing and playing the piano. He has such a great time performing.

I remember reading how he suffered during Hurricane Katrina when he was thought to have died in his home in New Orleans. Luckily, he survived.

This song reminds me of the time when my wife and I were still students in Calcutta (Kolkata). We would return home together, taking the tram, every day. She would be the first to get off. Of course, we weren't married then; we lived with our parents. Naturally, the tram conductors got to know us. They smiled when we got married. They could tell because my wife wore sindoor -- a red powder that married Hindu women smear across the parting of their hair.

Now my wife is in Calcutta (Kolkata), I am in Singapore. But we will be chatting tonight. After all, it's Valentine's Day.