What happens when you fall asleep to Turner Classic Movies? You wake up to Jeanette MacDonald interfering with the deep romance between Spencer Tracy and Clark Gable. Apart from the singing, "San Francisco" is a really good movie.
Every morning — or just about — I wake up with some snatchlet of music in my head. Some days it may take well past lunch for the theme from "What's Happenin'?'" to work its way out and I figure why should I suffer alone?