Randy Newman is sitting on his patio in Pacific Palisades, musing about the family profession, when suddenly he spots what appear to be several vultures lighting upon a nearby tree.

“I’m not dead yet!” the 54-year-old songwriter and composer yells at the large black birds. He turns back to face a visitor. “Look at those vultures up there! They know we’re talking about movie music.”

Mooi artikel over The Newmans From Hollywood (met dank aan Susan McTigue voor de link).