I spent hundreds of hours with Rose writing songs (search Avenue B Boogie Band on Youtube for two). She was a really good lyricist.

At the time she was twice my age - and we had the same birthday. The last time I spoke to Rose she was pretty senile - but not senile enough to not tell me she owed me some money from a song we wrote on a Grammy-nominated album (she had half the publishing and thus, had my songwriting royalties). Still waiting as per the times. Not a problem. It wasn't much anyway, I'm sure.

Rose had an old Les Paul she could play some blues licks on. When I met her, she broke into a 12-bar blues (played sloppy as hell) with the hook "You're a real cool daddy but your money ain't long enough." I fell out in laughter. You had to be there to appreciate how ahead of her time Rose was.

And she knew everybody! One day I walked into her office to see a Black guy sitting there. "This is Bernard, Billy. Bernard, this is Billy. You gotta hear him play the guitar." (Rose was always repping me. And when she got me a gig, I gave her 15%.) It took me a while to realize Bernard was Bernard Purdy, famed r and b drummer.