SONGS I WISH I'D WRITTEN
Marty Goetz
Growing up in a house that was always filled with music, I heard everything from Bernstein to Bach. Having a dad who could sing and play piano was a plus, because you could bring the party with you. If we went to a restaurant and there was a piano, Dad would inevitably be on it by the end of the night, but he wouldn't be playing "He is My Defense" or kicking his feet to "Jew Born Anew." Instead, he would be belting out "Embraceable You" or serenading an audience (which would always form) with a gentle lullaby from Peter Pan.