One of the benefits of going to Yale was that New York City was a two hour train ride away. I saw Rent and Stomp!, went to a Moxy Fruvous concert, marched in the Greenwich Village Halloween parade with the Yale Precision Marching Band. And went to museums! One day I was meeting friends at the Guggenheim, and I was running late. By the time I got there, they had already started winding their way up that iconic spiral. This was well before cell phones were ubiquitous. So I went into the middle, and sang up toward the skylight: “Once I was the king of Spain!” (The first line of King of Spain by Moxy Fruvous.) Worked rather well!