Watchman glided easily for a period between universes: Gay and straight, Europe and America, Broadway and Hollywood, the entertainment biz and high society. He had a deep rooted love illicit relationship with his better half, and long lasting relationships without his significant other.
He flourished, it appeared, on a way of life that would have obliterated other men (and was, truth be told, illicit in the vast majority of the spots that he lived), and all the time he composed those enchanted tunes. At that point a steed tumbled down and pounded his legs, and he put in 27 years in agony. Furthermore, still he composed those mysterious melodies.