Clark Peters

I could have easily been, you know, lynched.

You know, who would have known?

Who would have known?

maybe another time, but not necessarily another place.

And that's my point, is that having had that experience, the scales dropped from my eyes.

First of all, my career began in England.

My first professional job was in England with the Watford Rep, a repertory company, doing Guys and Dolls.

I did, yes.

Three times.

There and then twice with the National Theatre.

I've never been in luck before.

And also, the best song in that is My Time of Day.

Yes, that's right, because he couldn't sing it.

My time of day is the dark time A couple of deals before dawn When the street belongs to the cop And the janitor with a mop And the grocery clerks are all gone And the smell of the rain-washed pavement Comes up clean and fresh and cold And the street lamplight Fills the gutters with gold

That's my time of day, my time of day.

And you're the only doll I ever wanted to share it with me.

I was singing the wrong key, but... It was still lovely, though.

Yeah.

I mean, down low on the keyboard.

I'm a bass baritone with tenor tendencies, that's what I like to say.