As other Galley readers will no doubt point out, David, the pink Cadillac Coupe de Ville did not belong to Frankie Carbone, but rather, to Johnny Roastbeef. (It wasn't even under his name, may he rest in peace.) But yes, it was a terrific shot, so to speak, with Derek and the Dominos playing in the background. I'll never forget it. But then again, the American public is not subjected to this scene five times a day the way they are treated to other Cadillac commercials. If that were the case, I'd be pretty sick of that too. (But since I've only seen Goodfellas 500 times or so, I'm not tired of it just yet.)

But Cadillac is just one example. Remember when McDonald's introduced their new sandwich to the tune of "New Sensation" by INXS? Michael Hutchence would have hanged himself if he hadn't already. Yes, Volkswagen brilliantly used Nick Drake's "Pink Moon" in one of its ads, as well as "Mr. Roboto" by Styx, but the list of songs ruined by overplayed and overbearing commercials is much, much longer. Or so I posit.