Poor guy has been forgotten. It´s like being dumped and watching your ex go on to great things while you sit there and wallow in the past. Stay busy, Mr. Garfunkle.

I suspect they were drifting apart and this was just something that happened during the drift.

While this can certainly be read as, and may indeed be, Garfunkel claiming the break up of the duo happened because of Paul Simon being jealous of Garfunkel´s film "success", it looks to me to be more a matter of Art Garfunkel being off doing movies while Paul Simon had nothing to do but write songs and wait. Paul Simon got tired of putting his life on hold waiting for Garfunkel to get done filming and just moved on. From what I have heard and read about their relationship since they broke up their act, I think it is a distinct possibility that if they had both had similar level of roles in films (especially the same films), they may have remained a musical duo.

I don´t much care what happened to Art Garfunkel after the split or why. Paul Simon was the music writing genius and Garfunkel was merely the guy who sang harmony.

And this is news because...? Overpaid entertainers do not interest me in the least.

#4, spot on.

Poor guy. The best way to deal with past hurts is to live in the present. It´s common for older folks to keep their minds on the Good (or bad) Old Days, but the twenty-first century offers plenty of opportunities to learn and grow. Learning and living in the present keeps one young.

This might be difficult for old hippies, since for them, time stopped sometime in the 1970s.

Back in the Dark Ages, S&G were favorites of mine. Later, I bought Paul Simon recordings.

Why the broke up is immaterial. I like to listen to their music.

Didn´t Garfunkel get in trouble in the back of a limo a few years ago, smoking pot. State trooper pulled the limo over for something, smelled the pot. Garfunkel got all upset when the cop had no idea who he was.

That third guy in the photo looks like Algore - only much skinnier.

Dittos, #8. Me and TheDad still like S&G and Simon too.

#10, the "third guy" is Mike Nichols.

A joke my dear old mom loved to tell. An aging hippy gets a phone call from his adult son. "I am listening to S&G" says Dad. "Oh, has Parsley saved Rosemary on time?" answers son.

Don´t know what she was thinking, but my 20 something niece actually named her dogs Simon and Garfunkel.

#10, the third guy is Mike Nichols, as #12 stated--Mike Nichols is now married to Diane Sawyer.

I still like to listen to old S&G songs; not so much Paul Simon´s later stuff, though he is undeniably talented.

Saw Paul Simon in that recent documentary celebrating the 25th anniversary of Graceland.
He seemed like a very unhappy man. At least in the footage shown in the film.

When Catch 22 arrived, Sim & Gar were already at or near the end of their creativity. Pop music had left their folk style in the dust. That happens in the musical world. Groups are temporary with a few notable exceptions.

I read Carrie Fisher´s memoir covering the period she was married to Paul Simon. She had no idea of the depth of their schism and happily arranged a reunion. It didn´t go well.

Don´t bother with that book, btw.

As stated in the article they have reunited several times since the breakup even in the relatively recent past.

They are friends.

Kumbaya, Paul, kumbaya...

#5 jumps right in with the chestnut: "This doesn´t interest me IN THE LEAST - and to prove it I´m typing a comment!" Well done, old sport! That sort of apathy may keep you busy 24/7 if you try hard enough!

The rest of us may condemn a karaoke-themed plague like American Idol but we can certainly identify songwriting talent and/or musical acts with cultural significance even if we may not agree with 100% of their politics.

But both the writer and Art Garfunkel may be looking for a pat answer where there is none. The two had been a duo since 1957 (when they were called Tom & Jerry). So while widespread fame didn´t hit until 64-65 by the time the film was made they had been at it for a decade.

Paul Simon´s diversity in songwriting style, topics, his choice of sidemen, instrumentation, etc. is solid evidence that he gets bored quickly like many creative types. Bridge Over Troubled Water was acknowledged by both to be a rather open admission that it was all ending with or without film roles, follow-up singles notwithstanding.

Simon has always been complimentary about Garfunkel´s abilities and their special vocal blend. In interviews he has usually claimed to be open, if not eager, to work with ´Artie´ and speaks of their brother-like bond.

If you want to hear something gorgeous, listen to Roberta Flack sing "Bridge Over Troubled Waters." It´s probably on Youtube. Just beautiful, with the boys´ choir backing her up.

This makes more sense than the "word on the street" in the early 70s; that Bridge Over Troubled Waters ´sail on silver girl´ meant a needle delivering heroin into the vein.

Who cares?

I´ll care enough for both of us. Simon and Garfunkel were the soundtrack to my childhood. As a boy I knew the songs and could sing them phonetically long before I learned the words. Years later I finally worked out what phrases like "She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy" actually meant. Some fragments from childhood memories:

The lost, bittersweet quality of "America": "So I looked at the scenery / She read her magazine / And the moon rose... / Over an open field."

"The Only Living Boy In New York": The song of a lifelong friend, saying goodbye. The unearthly beauty of Art´s solitary backing vocal multiplied endlessly into celestial chorus--a sonic epiphany and a triumph of sound engineering.

The hymnal elegy of "Bridge Over Troubled Water": A song that floats its first two verses on a solo piano accompaniment, reaches one peak, and then subsides as a snare drum echoes across the rooftops and a bass note rises up from the cracks in the pavement--the city as soundscape. A song that opens up before you as the third verse begins and then builds to one of the most beautiful resolutions in American popular music.

The songs of Simon and Garfunkel are woven into my memories. Forty years later, I wish them both well.