Echoing Mollie’s wish to stay in the machine zone, they spoke of gamblers’ desire for “time-on-device,” or TOD.

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore! / Quoth the raven, Nevermore.

This happened a lot, beginning with a lounge-ready take on “It Might as Well Be Spring” and ending with a travesty of R&B emotiveness on Percy Mayfield’s “Please Send Me Someone to Love.”

And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.