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DP/30: Paul Williams Still Alive, documentarian Stephen Kessler, subject Paul Williams (Dec 2012)

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  1. berg says:

    when PWSA played at SXSW this year – during the credit roll the music ends with about 20 seconds left to go. Williams was in the audience with his entire family …. All of a sudden in the darkness you could hear Williams’ inimitable voice singing “Like a Bridge Over Troubled Water.” … it was magic

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