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It was introduced on stage by Norma Terris and Howard Marsh (pictured), and also performed to great effect by Howard Keel and Kathryn Grayson in the 1951 MGM musical adaptation. It's lyrics, expressed by two people suddenly and spontaneously realizing they are in love with each other, are among the most moving in the Great American Songbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only make believe I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Only make believe that you love me.&lt;br /&gt;Others find peace of mind in pretending,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't we?&lt;br /&gt;Make believe our lips are blending&lt;br /&gt;In a phantom kiss, or two, or three.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well make believe I love you,&lt;br /&gt;For to tell the truth I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pardon I pray&lt;br /&gt;'Twas too much to say&lt;br /&gt;The words that betray my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only pretend&lt;br /&gt;You do not offend&lt;br /&gt;In playing a lover's part.&lt;br /&gt;The game of just supposing&lt;br /&gt;Is the sweetest game I know.&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams are more romantic&lt;br /&gt;Than the world we see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the things we dream about&lt;br /&gt;Don't happen to be so,&lt;br /&gt;That's just an unimportant technicality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the cold and brutal fact is&lt;br /&gt;You and I have never met,&lt;br /&gt;We need not mind convention's P's and Q's&lt;br /&gt;If we put our thoughts in practice&lt;br /&gt;We can banish all regret&lt;br /&gt;Imagining most anything we choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only make believe I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Only make believe that you love me.&lt;br /&gt;Others find peace of mind in pretending,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't we?&lt;br /&gt;Make believe our lips are blending&lt;br /&gt;In a phantom kiss, or two, or three.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well make believe I love you,&lt;br /&gt;For to tell the truth I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Jo Stafford&lt;br /&gt;Barbra Streisand&lt;br /&gt;Peggy Lee &amp;amp; Patrice Munsel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/76873959/DEANNA+DURBIN+SINGS+MAKE+BELIEVE+SHOWBOAT+1937"&gt;Deanna Durbin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JHID3eLy4N0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5069616044521959566?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5069616044521959566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5069616044521959566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5069616044521959566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5069616044521959566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2012/01/make-believe.html' title='Make Believe'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IauM_KmiwGU/TxzMCHVeOdI/AAAAAAAANI8/qOPQKPqIgVc/s72-c/Norma%2BTerris%2Band%2BHoward%2BMarsh%2Bas%2BMagnolia%2Band%2BRavenal%2Bin%2Bthe%2B1927%2Bproduction%2Bof%2BShow%2BBoat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5158527196862724905</id><published>2012-01-21T01:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T03:11:06.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhythm and blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obituary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etta James'/><title type='text'>Etta James 1938 - 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QOcWm-nZSm0/Txpxu3rFGuI/AAAAAAAANIM/6xrtqUIrcY8/s1600/etta-james.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QOcWm-nZSm0/Txpxu3rFGuI/AAAAAAAANIM/6xrtqUIrcY8/s320/etta-james.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699993328423344866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was considered by many to be among the greatest rhythm and blues singers of all time. Her career was marked by dramatic highs and lows, with the latter largely the result of the heroin addiction that consumed years of her life. First achieving success as a teenager in 1954 with the bawdy song "The Wallflower (Dance with Me Henry)", Etta James went on to record  a string of hits with Chess Records in the 1960s before disappearing from public view due to her drug problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reemerged in the 1970s and recorded sporadically from then on, developing her style into a unique blend of straightforward blues, R&amp;amp;B and rock. The influence of gospel was also evident in her soulful delivery, and she was particularly noted for her ability to modulate with ease between soft, tender crooning and traditional blues shouting. Her work has been described as a bridge between blues and rock 'n' roll, and she has influenced such performers as The Rolling Stones and Janis Joplin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etta James was born Jamesetta Hawkins on January 25, 1938 in Los Angeles--her mother Dorothy was only 14 years old at the time. The identity of her father is uncertain, although she occasionally speculated that he might have been the billiards legend Minnesota Fats. After her mother proved unable to care for her, James was raised by her landlady, Lula Rogers, in the South Central section of L.A. As was the case with many rhythm-and-blues performers, in her youth James sang gospel hymns in her local church choir. James was exceptional, however, performing on gospel radio broadcasts while only five years of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2ETOLpQo2g/Txpx5RfE87I/AAAAAAAANIY/yRRhoPKpox0/s1600/etta-james_f%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2ETOLpQo2g/Txpx5RfE87I/AAAAAAAANIY/yRRhoPKpox0/s320/etta-james_f%255B1%255D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699993507151016882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the early 1950s, a teenage Jamesetta Hawkins--by then a self-described juvenile delinquent--joined two other girls to form a singing  group called the Creolettes. In 1954 they came to the attention of influential R&amp;amp;B bandleader Johnny Otis, who took them on tour with him, changing the group's name to the Peaches and its lead singer's name to Etta James. Otis got them signed to Modern Records, and before the year was out they had recorded their first single. Written by James and Otis, with James on lead vocals, the song was originally entitled "Roll with Me, Henry". At the request of Modern Records, the title was toned down to "The Wallflower (Dance with Me Henry" despite the fact that the words in the original title remained in the song. The record was a success, reaching number two on the R&amp;amp;B chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James spent time in the late 1950s as an opening act at concerts and as a backup singer. She toured with Little Richard, and backup credits from this period include records by the likes of Marvin Gaye and Chuck Berry. She also met one of her idols, Billie Holiday, who prophetically warned her of the potentially self-destructive side of being an entertainer. "Maybe she saw the wildness in my eyes, maybe she saw all the trouble waiting for me," James speculated in a 1995 Jet magazine interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the 1950s, James struck out on her own, moving to Chicago and signing a contract with the blues record label Chess. This period saw the artistic high point of James' output. Between 1960 and 1963 she accumulated 10 charted hits for Chess Records, including her iconic, bluesy rendition of "At Last", which reached number two on the R&amp;amp;B chart in 1961. Several of James' Chess singles from this period were nominated for Grammys, including "All I Could Do Was Cry" in 1960 and "Fool That I Am" in 1961.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_1uunRdQ61M" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite her impressive streak, however, James was unable to cross over from the R&amp;amp;B to the pop charts. This was ironic, given the fact that many mainstream vocalists, such as Diana Ross, had adapted elements of her style. Also ironic was that James' addiction to heroin began in 1959, just at the time her career was starting to take off at Chess Records. Her habit worsened through the 1960s, and her initial attempts to cure herself through methadone treatment only made matters worse. In the early 1970s, she sought rehabilitation, checking into a hospital. There she made great strides toward recovery, and finally returned to her music in 1973.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 1970s comeback faltered slightly with the demise of Chess Records due to bankruptcy. One highpoint, however, included an invitation to appear as an opening act for The Rolling Stones on their 1978 American tour. She had been asked to appear by Stones guitarist Keith Richards, a devoted admirer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3zoAzMXHTyo/TxpyaMYZV1I/AAAAAAAANIw/xfMNBZbiZoM/s1600/16935-etta-james-and-beyonc-knowles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3zoAzMXHTyo/TxpyaMYZV1I/AAAAAAAANIw/xfMNBZbiZoM/s320/16935-etta-james-and-beyonc-knowles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699994072716498770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was artistically silent for much of the 1980s, but the crucial contribution she made to rock 'n' roll music, particularly in its earliest days, was recognized in 1993 with an induction to the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame. James published her autobiography, Rage to Survive, two years later, not long after finally winning her first Grammy, for the album Mystery Lady: The Songs of Billie Holiday. In recent years, her experiences at Chess were dramatized in the 2008 movie Cadillac Records, in which she was portrayed to great effect by contemporary R&amp;amp;B belter Beyonce Knowles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etta James lived out the final years of her life in Riverside, California with her husband Artis Mills. After battling leukemia, she died on Friday at a Riverside hospital in the arms of her 43-year-old son Donto. She was 73.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ahob4g7Aw58" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NBZMmTH_uag" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/M5KZ7kbcOr8" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="175" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Mc1b6k8XE78" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="175" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R0d7gR2XXY4" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="175" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5158527196862724905?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5158527196862724905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5158527196862724905&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5158527196862724905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5158527196862724905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2012/01/etta-james-1938-2012.html' title='Etta James 1938 - 2012'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QOcWm-nZSm0/Txpxu3rFGuI/AAAAAAAANIM/6xrtqUIrcY8/s72-c/etta-james.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5290237635848024103</id><published>2012-01-09T22:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:50:37.639-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1932'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Razaf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louis Armstrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fats Waller'/><title type='text'>Keepin' Out of Mischief Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1lhsXCugnzg/Twu0ipCLUbI/AAAAAAAANE0/mobxLrK3Uzw/s1600/aintmisbehavinfats.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1lhsXCugnzg/Twu0ipCLUbI/AAAAAAAANE0/mobxLrK3Uzw/s200/aintmisbehavinfats.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695844660963660210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Fats Waller &amp;amp; Andy Razaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1932&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the signature tunes of Thomas "Fats" Waller, although this one was actually introduced by Louis Armstrong. It was later recorded by Waller himself, most notably as an instrumental-only piano piece, and associated so much with the performer that it was included decades later in the stage revue of his work, Ain't Misbehavin'. A fine example of the melodic delights produced by the irrepressible Mr. Waller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keepin' out of mischief now,&lt;br /&gt;I really am in love and how.&lt;br /&gt;I'm through playin' with fire,&lt;br /&gt;It's you whom I desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world can plainly see,&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one for me.&lt;br /&gt;I have told them in advance,&lt;br /&gt;They can't break up our romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livin' up to all my vows,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm keepin' out mischief now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Wiley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/76509736/Dinah+Washington-+Keepin%27+out+of+Mischief+Now"&gt;Dinah Washington&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbra Streisand&lt;br /&gt;Dick Hyman&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5290237635848024103?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5290237635848024103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5290237635848024103&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5290237635848024103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5290237635848024103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2012/01/keepin-out-of-mischief-now.html' title='Keepin&apos; Out of Mischief Now'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1lhsXCugnzg/Twu0ipCLUbI/AAAAAAAANE0/mobxLrK3Uzw/s72-c/aintmisbehavinfats.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-7772736171915932051</id><published>2012-01-04T20:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:09:02.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='That&apos;s Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Band Wagon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1952'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Howard Dietz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arthur Schwartz'/><title type='text'>That's Entertainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InHq8yUchik/TwUDzTaLMLI/AAAAAAAANEo/e599N2WrV2E/s1600/220px-ThatsEntertainment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InHq8yUchik/TwUDzTaLMLI/AAAAAAAANEo/e599N2WrV2E/s200/220px-ThatsEntertainment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693961483798130866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Arthur Schwartz &amp;amp; Howard Dietz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1952&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with "Hooray for Hollywood" and "There's No Business Like Show Business," this nostalgic classic has become a true anthem for the entire moviemaking business, particularly the golden age of the 1930-1950s. A large reason for this is its usage as the title and theme song of the unforgettable 1974 compilation tribute to MGM musicals, followed by sequels in 1976 and 1994. Originally, it was written by Schwartz &amp;amp; Dietz for the MGM musical The Band Wagon, in which it was performed by  Fred Astaire, Jack Buchanan, Nanette Fabray, Oscar Levant and &lt;span class="new"&gt;India Adams&lt;/span&gt; (singing for Cyd Charisse).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happens in life&lt;br /&gt;Can happen in a show&lt;br /&gt;You can make 'em laugh&lt;br /&gt;You can make 'em cry&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Anything can go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clown with his pants falling down&lt;br /&gt;Or the dance that's a dream of romance&lt;br /&gt;Or the scene where the villain is mean&lt;br /&gt;That's entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights on the lady in tights&lt;br /&gt;Or the bride with the guy on the side&lt;br /&gt;Or the ball where she gives him her all&lt;br /&gt;That's entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot and the hot simply teeming with sex&lt;br /&gt;A gay divorcee who is after her ex&lt;br /&gt;It could be Oedipus Rex&lt;br /&gt;Where a chap kills his father&lt;br /&gt;And causes a lot of bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clerk who is thrown out of work&lt;br /&gt;By the boss who is thrown for a loss&lt;br /&gt;By the skirt who is doing him dirt&lt;br /&gt;The world is a stage,&lt;br /&gt;The stage is a world of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;That's entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;That's entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doubt while the jury is out&lt;br /&gt;Or the thrill when they're reading the will&lt;br /&gt;Or the chase for the man with the face&lt;br /&gt;That's entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dame who is known as the flame&lt;br /&gt;Of the king of an underworld ring&lt;br /&gt;He's an ape&lt;br /&gt;Who won't let her escape&lt;br /&gt;That's entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be a fight like you see on the screen&lt;br /&gt;A swain getting slain for the love of a queen&lt;br /&gt;Some great Shakespearean scene&lt;br /&gt;Where a ghost and a prince meet&lt;br /&gt;And everyone ends in mincemeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gag may be waving the flag&lt;br /&gt;That began with a mystical hand&lt;br /&gt;Hip hooray!&lt;br /&gt;The American way&lt;br /&gt;The world is a stage,&lt;br /&gt;The stage is a world of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy Garland&lt;br /&gt;Rufus Wainwright&lt;br /&gt;Liza Minnelli&lt;br /&gt;Fred Astaire&lt;br /&gt;Bing Crosby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OpkkvNNo5bY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-7772736171915932051?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7772736171915932051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=7772736171915932051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7772736171915932051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7772736171915932051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2012/01/thats-entertainment.html' title='That&apos;s Entertainment'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InHq8yUchik/TwUDzTaLMLI/AAAAAAAANEo/e599N2WrV2E/s72-c/220px-ThatsEntertainment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-8711589307156926081</id><published>2011-12-24T11:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T12:00:24.619-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1944'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ralph Blane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meet Me in St. Louis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugh Martin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas carol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Garland'/><title type='text'>Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZZEXAMYTgc/TvYC6Zo9X_I/AAAAAAAANDU/36z4icDJ6hE/s1600/TreetopStar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZZEXAMYTgc/TvYC6Zo9X_I/AAAAAAAANDU/36z4icDJ6hE/s200/TreetopStar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689738381567549426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;" &gt;By Hugh Martin &amp;amp; Ralph Blane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;" &gt;1944&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most popular and performed Christmas songs of all time, this beauty was written for Judy Garland to sing in the musical film Meet Me in St. Louis. The lyrics at the time were quite morose, but a 1957 version by Frank Sinatra modified the lyrics a bit, and these lyrics have been the more commonly heard ones to this day. A sad Christmas song, it was also composed during World War II, and so echoed the sentiments of many families who would be without certain members serving overseas during the holiday season. A touching, warm, and very real and human modern carol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Original)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yourself a merry little Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;Let your heart be light,&lt;br /&gt;Next year all our troubles will be&lt;br /&gt;out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;So have yourself, a merry little Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yourself a merry little Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Make the yule-tide gay&lt;br /&gt;Next year all our troubles will be&lt;br /&gt;miles away,&lt;br /&gt;Have yourself a merry little Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again as in olden days&lt;br /&gt;Happy golden days of yore&lt;br /&gt;Faithful friends who were near to us&lt;br /&gt;Will be dear to us once more&lt;br /&gt;Someday soon, we all will be together&lt;br /&gt;If the Fates allow&lt;br /&gt;Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow&lt;br /&gt;So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Modern)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yourself a merry little christmas,&lt;br /&gt;Let your heart be light&lt;br /&gt;From now on, our troubles will be out of sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yourself a merry little christmas,&lt;br /&gt;Make the yule-tide gay,&lt;br /&gt;From now on, our troubles will be miles away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here were are as in olden days,&lt;br /&gt;Happy golden days of yore.&lt;br /&gt;Faithful friends who are dear to us&lt;br /&gt;Gather near to us once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years we all will be together&lt;br /&gt;If the fates allow&lt;br /&gt;Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.&lt;br /&gt;And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Gleason&lt;br /&gt;Connie Francis&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;The Carpenters&lt;br /&gt;The Muppets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;A very, very Merry Christmas from Standard of the Day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yudgy30Dd68" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-8711589307156926081?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8711589307156926081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=8711589307156926081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8711589307156926081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8711589307156926081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-yourself-merry-little-christmas.html' title='Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CZZEXAMYTgc/TvYC6Zo9X_I/AAAAAAAANDU/36z4icDJ6hE/s72-c/TreetopStar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3759476127027808299</id><published>2011-12-22T23:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T00:33:03.263-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Jay Lerner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frederick Loewe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1956'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lerner and Loewe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Fair Lady'/><title type='text'>I Could Have Danced All  Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x2mV7-Ilpxw/TvQQNuXZzPI/AAAAAAAANDI/F87NLOaEo-o/s1600/audrey_hepburn_my_fair_lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x2mV7-Ilpxw/TvQQNuXZzPI/AAAAAAAANDI/F87NLOaEo-o/s200/audrey_hepburn_my_fair_lady.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689190057246313714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;By Alan Jay Lerner &amp;amp; Frederick Loewe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;1956&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the signature songs from Lerner &amp;amp; Loewe's great musical, My Fair Lady. It was introduced on stage by Julie Andrews as Eliza Doolittle, singing rapturously of her growing love for Prof. Higgins. It was reprised in the film version, with star Audrey Hepburn dubbed with the voice of vocalist Marni Nixon. A beautiful sampling of the type of material being put out during the golden age of the Hollywood musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have danced all night!&lt;br /&gt;I could have danced all night!&lt;br /&gt;And still have begged for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have spread my wings,&lt;br /&gt;And done a thousand things&lt;br /&gt;I've never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know what made it so exciting,&lt;br /&gt;Why all at once my heart took flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know when he&lt;br /&gt;Began to dance with me,&lt;br /&gt;I could have danced, danced danced all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia Syms&lt;br /&gt;Dinah Shore&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary Clooney&lt;br /&gt;Petula Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7Ezy50aY6Bg" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="245" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3759476127027808299?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3759476127027808299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3759476127027808299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3759476127027808299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3759476127027808299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-could-have-danced-all-night.html' title='I Could Have Danced All  Night'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x2mV7-Ilpxw/TvQQNuXZzPI/AAAAAAAANDI/F87NLOaEo-o/s72-c/audrey_hepburn_my_fair_lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-8918848954560286028</id><published>2011-12-19T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:13:07.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1927'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mitchell Parish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoagy Carmichael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>Stardust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FH3BcZ6Q7sU/Tu_5OjiifDI/AAAAAAAANCM/z79-1wJmEUs/s1600/obit_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FH3BcZ6Q7sU/Tu_5OjiifDI/AAAAAAAANCM/z79-1wJmEUs/s200/obit_photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688038882845817906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;By Hoagy Carmichael &amp;amp; Mitchell Parish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;1927&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my grandfather, who passed away on December 4, I give you the single most popular standard of all time, and one of his very favorite songs. Composed on an old upright piano at the Keuka Hotel on Keuka Lake in New York, this unusual melody was based by Carmichael on the idiosyncratic stylings of trumpeter Bix Beiderbecke. Carmichael himself was the first to record it, together with the Dorsey brothers. Parish joined Carmichael to come up with the lyrics two years later, making it "a love song about a love song," as Hoagy would characterize it. It was Isham Jones who turned it into a ballad in 1930, and from there it became one of the most recorded songs of all time. In fact, during the big band era, it was the most recorded pop songs, period--more than 1,500 versions are believed to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With its gorgeous verse and a complex refrain, Stardust is the ultimate American standard, and I happily dedicate it to the memory of Anthony Salica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the purple dusk of twilight time steals across the meadows of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;High up in the sky, the little stars climb, always reminding me that we're apart.&lt;br /&gt;You wander down the lane and far away, leaving a smile that will not die.&lt;br /&gt;Love is now the stardust of yesterday; the music of the years gone by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I wonder why I spend the lonely night&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of a song.&lt;br /&gt;The melody haunts my reverie,&lt;br /&gt;And I am once again with you,&lt;br /&gt;When our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;But that was long ago, and now my consolation&lt;br /&gt;Is in the stardust of a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside a garden wall where stars are bright,&lt;br /&gt;You are in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;The nightingale tells his fairytale,&lt;br /&gt;Of paradise where roses bloom.&lt;br /&gt;Though I dream in vain,&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you will remain,&lt;br /&gt;My stardust memory...the melody of love's refrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;Artie Shaw&lt;br /&gt;John Coltrane&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DtZKwp6cjd4" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-8918848954560286028?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8918848954560286028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=8918848954560286028&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8918848954560286028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8918848954560286028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/12/stardust.html' title='Stardust'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FH3BcZ6Q7sU/Tu_5OjiifDI/AAAAAAAANCM/z79-1wJmEUs/s72-c/obit_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-6487417624595430938</id><published>2011-12-16T00:33:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T10:10:33.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WNEW-AM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio'/><title type='text'>Remembering WNEW... and My Grandfather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0b3tDzTh_w/TuuceFFpzJI/AAAAAAAANBE/_3yT2V2ec6I/s1600/wnew-theend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0b3tDzTh_w/TuuceFFpzJI/AAAAAAAANBE/_3yT2V2ec6I/s320/wnew-theend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686810995061279890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About a month ago, I got to thinking a lot about WNEW-AM, the legendary New York radio station that in many ways spawned my love for the great American standards. Last month marked 19 years that the station has been off the air, since being unceremoniously replaced by Bloomberg Radio right around the time I started college. I was largely exposed to it because of my grandfather, Tony Salica, who had listened to it pretty much every day of his life from when it first went on the air in 1934. And so I got to planning a tribute to WNEW for Standard of the Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than two weeks ago, my grandfather passed away. Thus, what I had originally envisioned as an ode to a great radio station now becomes an ode to the man who shared it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCTDZg-W_vo/TuudAfqVZrI/AAAAAAAANBQ/cUQS7Vp8WRg/s1600/FRANK%2BSINATRA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dCTDZg-W_vo/TuudAfqVZrI/AAAAAAAANBQ/cUQS7Vp8WRg/s320/FRANK%2BSINATRA.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686811586310006450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was a man who rubbed shoulders with Frank Sinatra and Muhammad Ali. Who received toys from Babe Ruth as a kid. Who saw Billie Holiday in concert at the Apollo Theater. And speaking of Sinatra, my grandfather idolized the man, and his music will always remind me of him because of that. In fact, WNEW was known for years as the "station of Sinatra", which is a big part of why my grandfather loved it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather's love of Sinatra was legendary within my family. He worshiped him with a level of adoration that's impossible to overstate--an admiration that bordered on filial love. And beyond Sinatra, he had a passion for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; kind of music--the big bands of the '40s and the vocal pop that dominated "grown-up music" from the post-war era right up to the British Invasion. To say his love of that music rubbed off on me would be quite an understatement--it permeated my childhood, becoming a soothing background soundtrack to my life. I moved away from it as a teenager, gravitating toward alternative and classic rock, but came back to my roots as a mature adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ti2xWQAKK8A" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="235" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather was a man who loved his family more than anything in the world. There was nothing that brought him greater delight than watching my sister and I grow up, and later his great-grandchildren Layla and Jack, who quite literally meant the world to him. For me, he was like a second father. He taught me how to be a man, and making him proud is one of the greatest accomplishments of my life. Today, I cherish the sounds that he passed on to me, and happily pass them on to my own children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJEFtknjZ98/TuudvSxv8uI/AAAAAAAANBc/BCGUdq-g22w/s1600/392080_2858675708233_1299845179_3115295_1573601230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJEFtknjZ98/TuudvSxv8uI/AAAAAAAANBc/BCGUdq-g22w/s320/392080_2858675708233_1299845179_3115295_1573601230_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686812390305297122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main conduit my grandfather had for his kind of music was, of course, WNEW. From 1934, it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; New York City radio station, listened to on a daily basis by him and the rest of the Depression/World War II generation. It remained the dominant station in the city for a good 30 years, until the youth culture of the 1960s changed the course of popular music, forcing WNEW to become a "nostalgia" station, catering more and more to a niche listenership of aging New Yorkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents happened to be among those aging New Yorkers, and not a day went by that they didn't listen to WNEW in their car, or on the little transistor radio my grandfather carried around with him everywhere. As kids, my sister and I would ride around with them on regular weekend excursions, meaning we were exposed to the sounds of WNEW all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back fondly on those trips now, as a formative part of my life. We'd usually head over the Verrazano Bridge to Staten Island, visiting our Aunt Stella, the Staten Island Mall, Richmondtown Restoration (which we called "The Birds of the Bees"), or a combination of the three. And as we did so, WNEW would be heard in the background, the thrilling voices of Ella Fitzgerald, Dinah Washington, Dean Martin, Judy Garland, Nat King Cole, Mel Torme and so many others accompanying us as my grandfather got inevitably lost driving around those idyllic suburban Staten Island backroads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/67UhyDqvJss" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9FoqJH6AEQ/Tuufh1RB2KI/AAAAAAAANBo/-NVgHXIVgP4/s1600/ella_sml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9FoqJH6AEQ/Tuufh1RB2KI/AAAAAAAANBo/-NVgHXIVgP4/s400/ella_sml.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686814358068385954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was the Make-Believe Ballroom, hosted by William B. Williams. Also, my grandfather's personal favorite show, hosted by the great Jonathan Schwartz. My grandfather loved listening to him talk, even if he didn't always understand what the hell he was talking about. And who could forget that classic station jingle... "Double-You..En-Ee-Double-You...Eleven-Three-Oh in New Yooork..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all there was Sinatra. His warm, cello-like voice filling that Persian blue 1976 Buick Century like a cool, refreshing breeze. My grandfather would revel in the Sinatra A-Z, a days-long celebration playing every single recording the man ever made. He had this uncanny ability to name a Sinatra song within the first couple notes of the arrangement, and he always knew every word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Sinatra, I think we all just thought he would live forever. That’s why Sunday night, December 4 was still a shock, even though we knew he was very sick with ALS. He had been unconscious for a few hours when my mom called me to come down and see him. And ten minutes after I got there, he passed gently and quietly in his sleep. I can’t help but think he was waiting for me. As he lay there peacefully, I put my cellphone on his pillow and played Sinatra's "Put Your Dreams Away" on YouTube. I know he would've considered that the perfect sendoff, even if he never quite understood why I carried that stupid thing around with me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through it all, the music was still intertwined with my grandfather, in death as in life. When the funeral parlor asked me to select some songs to use for a DVD montage of my grandfather's old photographs, let's just say I had no trouble at all. I wish he could watch that DVD with me, just like I wish he could've seen his great-granddaughter sing "Pennies from Heaven" at his service--verse and all. I suppose, however, that he's still been watching us after all, as is evidenced by the pennies we've been finding everywhere for the past couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6lNOo1nLfI/TuugSrshLFI/AAAAAAAANB0/LimiH2Y7Hhw/s1600/DS09_r028_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6lNOo1nLfI/TuugSrshLFI/AAAAAAAANB0/LimiH2Y7Hhw/s320/DS09_r028_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686815197312920658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandfather left me with a great many things, but most pertinent to this website, and to what I'm writing about today, he left me with a rich, deep love for the greatest American music ever made. It was the only type of music he ever took seriously, and although I try to be a bit more broad-minded in my own tastes, I will confess to a healthy dose of the musical snobbery he proudly engendered in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember his profound sense of loss when WNEW-AM went off the air on December 11, 1992, after many years of dwindling ratings (ironically, the very years during which I was discovering the station.) Much of the staff and management immediately started up their own independent station, 1560 WQEW, but it only lasted for six years, going under mere months after Sinatra's own death--a telling sign of the times if ever there was one. It was the end of an era, and these days the sounds of the great American songbook are no longer heard on New York City airwaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OQRSgFq-8pM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather lived long enough to see his music get shifted into the "Easy Listening" bin and moved aside to make way for the amateur screeches and flimsy compositions of angry young boys in their parents' garages. He watched it fade, just as I watched him fade over the past few years. And now, my grandfather, like WNEW, is gone. But also like WNEW, it is only his physical presence that is truly gone, as the memories of both are kept alive in my heart, in my memories, and in Standard of the Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because without Tony Salica and WNEW, this website would not exist. I never got the chance to show it to him, but I'm sure he would've loved my own little "Make-Believe Ballroom"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXgqxO7XgMQ/Tuugcn3uXcI/AAAAAAAANCA/tcsSqc4JQy4/s1600/IMG-20111205-01547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXgqxO7XgMQ/Tuugcn3uXcI/AAAAAAAANCA/tcsSqc4JQy4/s400/IMG-20111205-01547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686815368084872642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-6487417624595430938?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6487417624595430938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=6487417624595430938&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6487417624595430938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6487417624595430938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/12/remembering-wnew-and-my-grandfather.html' title='Remembering WNEW... and My Grandfather'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0b3tDzTh_w/TuuceFFpzJI/AAAAAAAANBE/_3yT2V2ec6I/s72-c/wnew-theend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-2584298594804437904</id><published>2011-12-02T13:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:11:31.854-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jimmy McHugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1936'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harold Adamson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Where Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mc-cYiXWI5Q/TtkUhoP69TI/AAAAAAAAM_Y/UY8dGHJflwg/s1600/18669_117515203204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mc-cYiXWI5Q/TtkUhoP69TI/AAAAAAAAM_Y/UY8dGHJflwg/s200/18669_117515203204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681594972877026610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Jimmy McHugh &amp;amp; Harold Adamson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1936&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A delightfully moving composition from the McHugh/Adamson team that also gave us such songs as "I Couldn't Sleep a Wink Last Night" and "A Lovely Way to Spend an Evening". A favorite of the early Depression years, it was introduced by Gertrude Niesen (pictured) in 1937, and shortly followed by a slew of other artists. Its lilting melody and plaintive lyrics are typical of the era, and the song was admired so much by Frank Sinatra that in 1957 it became the only standard song to ever title one of his albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you&lt;br /&gt;Where have you gone without me&lt;br /&gt;I thought you cared about me&lt;br /&gt;Where are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my heart&lt;br /&gt;Where is the dream we started&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we're parted&lt;br /&gt;Where are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we said good-bye love&lt;br /&gt;What had we to gain&lt;br /&gt;When I gave you my love&lt;br /&gt;Was it all in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All life through&lt;br /&gt;Must I go on pretending&lt;br /&gt;Where is my happy ending&lt;br /&gt;Where are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aretha Franklin&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Mathis&lt;br /&gt;Jack Teagarden&lt;br /&gt;Sonny Rollins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/75445841/Dinah+Washington%E2%80%93Where+Are+You+%282002+Digital+Remaster%29"&gt;Dinah Washington&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-2584298594804437904?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2584298594804437904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=2584298594804437904&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2584298594804437904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2584298594804437904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-are-you.html' title='Where Are You?'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mc-cYiXWI5Q/TtkUhoP69TI/AAAAAAAAM_Y/UY8dGHJflwg/s72-c/18669_117515203204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3868418022408974035</id><published>2011-11-23T12:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T18:12:25.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1934'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James F. Hanley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Garland'/><title type='text'>Zing! Went the Strings of My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gtNyadgRVA/Ts182QjeT3I/AAAAAAAAM-c/vIXGqUx4HdM/s1600/61QhKx5x1wL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gtNyadgRVA/Ts182QjeT3I/AAAAAAAAM-c/vIXGqUx4HdM/s200/61QhKx5x1wL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678331976782598002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By James F. Hanley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1934&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Broadway revue Thumbs Up! comes this irresistible tune originally introduced by Hal Le Roy and Eunice Healey. The most famous recording would have to be the one made by &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/75189947/Judy+Garland%E2%80%93Zing%21+Went+The+Strings+Of+My+Heart"&gt;Judy Garland&lt;/a&gt;, who made it one of her signature songs. Interestingly enough, Frank Sinatra recorded it for his 1960 album Ring-a-Ding-Ding!, but the recording was cut because the tempo didn't match the rest of the tracks. It was finally released on a deluxe CD box set decades later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never could carry a tune, never knew where to start&lt;br /&gt;You came along when everything was wrong and put a song in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear when you smiled at me, I heard a melody&lt;br /&gt;It haunted me from the start&lt;br /&gt;Something inside of me started a symphony&lt;br /&gt;Zing! Went the strings of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas like a breath of spring, I heard a robin sing&lt;br /&gt;About a nest set apart&lt;br /&gt;All nature seemed to be in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;Zing! Went the strings of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes made skies seem blue again&lt;br /&gt;What else could I do again&lt;br /&gt;But keep repeating through and through&lt;br /&gt;"I love you, love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still recall the thrill, guess I always will&lt;br /&gt;I hope 'twill never depart&lt;br /&gt;Dear, with your lips to mine, a rhapsody devine&lt;br /&gt;Zing! Went the strings of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Trammps&lt;br /&gt;The Coasters&lt;br /&gt;Billy Eckstine&lt;br /&gt;Chet Baker&lt;br /&gt;June Christy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3868418022408974035?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3868418022408974035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3868418022408974035&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3868418022408974035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3868418022408974035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/11/zing-went-strings-of-my-heart.html' title='Zing! Went the Strings of My Heart'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gtNyadgRVA/Ts182QjeT3I/AAAAAAAAM-c/vIXGqUx4HdM/s72-c/61QhKx5x1wL._SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-6621094064376909371</id><published>2011-11-19T03:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T03:09:20.659-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Pacific'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar Hammerstein II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1949'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodgers and Hammerstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Rodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><title type='text'>Some Enchanted Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9flhwKKv_GA/Tsdi6VuyMEI/AAAAAAAAM88/kKy9BExh6lA/s1600/ezio-pinza-5-sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9flhwKKv_GA/Tsdi6VuyMEI/AAAAAAAAM88/kKy9BExh6lA/s200/ezio-pinza-5-sized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676614609729105986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;By Richard Rodgers &amp;amp; Oscar Hammerstein II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;1949&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most recognized of all Rodgers &amp;amp; Hammerstein compositions, it was introduced in the classic musical South Pacific by Italian operatic bass Ezio Pinza, who became a mainstream American favorite because of it. Hammerstein's lyric expresses a carpe diem attitude through a series of action verbs, and Rodgers melody is gorgeous as usual. A touch on the schmaltzy side, but then again, that's Rodgers &amp;amp; Hammerstein, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some enchanted evening&lt;br /&gt;You may see a stranger,&lt;br /&gt;you may see a stranger&lt;br /&gt;Across a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you know,&lt;br /&gt;You know even then&lt;br /&gt;That somewhere you'll see her&lt;br /&gt;Again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some enchanted evening&lt;br /&gt;Someone may be laughin',&lt;br /&gt;You may hear her laughin'&lt;br /&gt;Across a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;And night after night,&lt;br /&gt;As strange as it seems&lt;br /&gt;The sound of her laughter&lt;br /&gt;Will sing in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can explain it?&lt;br /&gt;Who can tell you why?&lt;br /&gt;Fools give you reasons,&lt;br /&gt;Wise men never try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some enchanted evening&lt;br /&gt;When you find your true love,&lt;br /&gt;When you feel her call you&lt;br /&gt;Across a crowded room,&lt;br /&gt;Then fly to her side,&lt;br /&gt;And make her your own&lt;br /&gt;Or all through your life you&lt;br /&gt;May dream all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have found her,&lt;br /&gt;Never let her go.&lt;br /&gt;Once you have found her,&lt;br /&gt;Never let her go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perry Como&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Jo Stafford&lt;br /&gt;Bing Crosby&lt;br /&gt;Al Jolson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jqBtME2kXUY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-6621094064376909371?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6621094064376909371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=6621094064376909371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6621094064376909371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6621094064376909371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-enchanted-evening.html' title='Some Enchanted Evening'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9flhwKKv_GA/Tsdi6VuyMEI/AAAAAAAAM88/kKy9BExh6lA/s72-c/ezio-pinza-5-sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4483747660864501448</id><published>2011-11-15T11:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:55:24.657-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruth Etting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E.Y. &quot;Yip&quot; Harburg'/><title type='text'>I'm Yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xShjaH8PVaA/TsKW1G4XDaI/AAAAAAAAM8M/xbtOMvIG084/s1600/vit-94-johnny-green.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xShjaH8PVaA/TsKW1G4XDaI/AAAAAAAAM8M/xbtOMvIG084/s200/vit-94-johnny-green.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675264319564484002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Johnny Green &amp;amp; E.Y. "Yip" Harburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1930&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 400th post here at Standard of the Day, I give you this warm and innocent ballad, written by one-time Ethel Merman accompanist, bandleader and pianist Johnny Winter (pictured), who dedicated it to his wife Bonnie. His lyricist was long-time Harold Arlen collaborator E.Y. Harburg. Green is best known for "Body Soul", which along with this song was one of his first two compositions, written at age 22 after deciding to disobey his father, drop out of military school and pursue music. It was introduced by the great Ruth Etting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the sky above&lt;br /&gt;And ask the earth below&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm so in love&lt;br /&gt;And why I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't tell you though I tried do&lt;br /&gt;Just why I'm yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you went away&lt;br /&gt;You left a glowing spark&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be gay as&lt;br /&gt;Whistling in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I am only what you make me&lt;br /&gt;Come take me&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I happy&lt;br /&gt;I would be to beg or borrow&lt;br /&gt;For sorrow&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;Even though I knew&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You'd say we were through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we drift apart&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll be lost and alone&lt;br /&gt;Though you use my heart&lt;br /&gt;Just for a steppin' stone&lt;br /&gt;How can I help dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth Etting&lt;br /&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/74945903/Bert+Lown+Orch%E2%80%93I%27m+Yours+%281930%29"&gt;Bert Lown Orchestra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artie Shaw Orchestra&lt;br /&gt;Dean Martin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4483747660864501448?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4483747660864501448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4483747660864501448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4483747660864501448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4483747660864501448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-yours.html' title='I&apos;m Yours'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xShjaH8PVaA/TsKW1G4XDaI/AAAAAAAAM8M/xbtOMvIG084/s72-c/vit-94-johnny-green.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-1102155345016224419</id><published>2011-11-10T12:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T12:26:42.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wake Up and Dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1929'/><title type='text'>What Is This Thing Called Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lCyksMV42hI/TrwJOkm5zfI/AAAAAAAAM70/hYHky4TL3mA/s1600/3020383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lCyksMV42hI/TrwJOkm5zfI/AAAAAAAAM70/hYHky4TL3mA/s200/3020383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673419776529649138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Cole Porter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1929&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mournful dirge by the great Porter for the musical Wake Up and Dream, in which it was introduced in London by Elsie Carlisle (pictured). Porter was known for his bouncy, light-hearted highs and desolate lows. This would be an example of the latter, and its soulful, introspective nature made it a natural for the jazz artists who discovered it in the 1930s and beyond. In fact, several jazz compositions, including "Fifth House" by John Coltrane and "Barry's Bop" by Fats Navarro, are based on the chord structure of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a humdrum person,&lt;br /&gt;Leading a life apart.&lt;br /&gt;When love flew in through my window wide,&lt;br /&gt;And quickened my humdrum heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love flew in through my window,&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy then.&lt;br /&gt;But after love had stayed a little while,&lt;br /&gt;Love flew out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this thing called love?&lt;br /&gt;This funny thing called love?&lt;br /&gt;Just who can solve its mystery?&lt;br /&gt;Why should it make a fool of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you there one wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;You took my heart, and threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I ask the Lord in heaven above,&lt;br /&gt;What is this thing called love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/74796766/Frank+Sinatra%E2%80%93What+Is+This+Thing+Called+Love"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Bill Evans&lt;br /&gt;Coleman Hawkins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-1102155345016224419?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1102155345016224419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=1102155345016224419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1102155345016224419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1102155345016224419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-is-this-thing-called-love.html' title='What Is This Thing Called Love?'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lCyksMV42hI/TrwJOkm5zfI/AAAAAAAAM70/hYHky4TL3mA/s72-c/3020383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-2092469406156827661</id><published>2011-11-09T14:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:33:48.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuart Gorrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ray Charles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoagy Carmichael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Georgia on My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8jdEUO8TVY/TrrTei9vF-I/AAAAAAAAM6s/me316drPz2I/s1600/hoagy_carmichael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8jdEUO8TVY/TrrTei9vF-I/AAAAAAAAM6s/me316drPz2I/s200/hoagy_carmichael.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673079202361841634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;By Hoagy Carmichael &amp;amp; Stuart Gorrell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;1930&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the pillars of the Great American Songbook, penned by one of its most underrated tunesmiths. Writing primarily for Tin Pan Alley and not the stage, Carmichael was often looked down upon in comparison to other songwriters, but this and "Stardust" are not only his unquestioned masterpieces, they are two of the finest pieces of popular music ever created. Hoagy himself introduced the song on record, accompanied by legendary cornet player Bix Beiderbecke in what would be Bix's final recording session. Today, it is most associated with the Ray Charles rendition, recorded some 30 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;* This post is dedicated to Standard of the Day supporter Judy Segor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia, Georgia,&lt;br /&gt;The whole day through.&lt;br /&gt;Just an old sweet song&lt;br /&gt;Keeps Georgia on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia, Georgia,&lt;br /&gt;The song of you&lt;br /&gt;Come as sweet and clear&lt;br /&gt;As moonlight through the pines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other arms reach out to me,&lt;br /&gt;Others eyes smile tenderly.&lt;br /&gt;Still in peaceful dreams I see&lt;br /&gt;The road leads back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia, Georgia,&lt;br /&gt;No peace I find.&lt;br /&gt;Just an old sweet song,&lt;br /&gt;Keeps Georgia on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray Charles&lt;br /&gt;Willie Nelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/74770299/Lou+Rawls%E2%80%93Georgia+On+My+Mind+%282006+Digital+Remaster%29"&gt;Lou Rawls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anita O'Day&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Lee Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Thls_tMuFkc" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-2092469406156827661?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2092469406156827661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=2092469406156827661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2092469406156827661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2092469406156827661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/11/georgia-on-my-mind.html' title='Georgia on My Mind'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M8jdEUO8TVY/TrrTei9vF-I/AAAAAAAAM6s/me316drPz2I/s72-c/hoagy_carmichael.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5686834315844262253</id><published>2011-11-06T20:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T20:17:34.951-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can-Can'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1953'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole Porter'/><title type='text'>It's Alright With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUuH9YjXWYQ/Trcw-lDrp5I/AAAAAAAAM6U/2h-Rxd_59ek/s1600/cancanviennese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUuH9YjXWYQ/Trcw-lDrp5I/AAAAAAAAM6U/2h-Rxd_59ek/s200/cancanviennese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672056107354007442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;By Cole Porter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;1953&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the very most sophisticated compositions by the songbook's most sophisticated composer. This gem was written for Porter's 1953 musical Can-Can, in which it was introduced by Peter Cookson. Porter's melody line virtually embodies a combination of smoldering longing and wistful regret, as the lyric expresses the subject's acceptance of his attraction to the object of his desire, even though he admits that he is still in love with someone else. A complex and beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the wrong time and the wrong place&lt;br /&gt;Though your face is charming, it's the wrong face&lt;br /&gt;It's not her face, but such a charming face&lt;br /&gt;And it's alright with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the wrong song with the wrong style&lt;br /&gt;Though your smile is lovely, it's the wrong smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not her smile, but such a lovely smile&lt;br /&gt;That it's alright with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't know how happy I am we met&lt;br /&gt;I'm strangely attracted to you&lt;br /&gt;There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wanna forget someone too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the wrong game with the wrong chips&lt;br /&gt;Though your lips are tempting, they're the wrong lips&lt;br /&gt;They're not her lips, but they're such tempting lips&lt;br /&gt;That it's all right with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Tom Waits&lt;br /&gt;Mel Torme&lt;br /&gt;Erroll Garner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iLJTZFKUWo0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5686834315844262253?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5686834315844262253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5686834315844262253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5686834315844262253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5686834315844262253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-alright-with-me.html' title='It&apos;s Alright With Me'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUuH9YjXWYQ/Trcw-lDrp5I/AAAAAAAAM6U/2h-Rxd_59ek/s72-c/cancanviennese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4695388242143272120</id><published>2011-11-03T13:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T13:32:39.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1948'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiss Me Kate'/><title type='text'>Always True to You in My Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqpSk9S-S1I/TrLMO8ny4YI/AAAAAAAAM6I/rirfnGruePs/s1600/cole-porter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqpSk9S-S1I/TrLMO8ny4YI/AAAAAAAAM6I/rirfnGruePs/s200/cole-porter2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670819437976150402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Cole Porter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1948&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one of the master's greatest and cleverest compositions, with a lyric that never ceases to elicit amusement and exude effortless charm. It was written for Porter's celebrated musical Kiss Me, Kate, in which it was introduced by Broadway standout Lisa Kirk. The combination of sophistication and underlying naughtiness is the epitome of Porter's body of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics (extended stage version):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Bill&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you behave&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you behave?&lt;br /&gt;How in hell can you be jealous&lt;br /&gt;When you know, baby, I'm your slave?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just mad for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always be&lt;br /&gt;But naturally.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a custom-tailored vet&lt;br /&gt;Asks me out for something wet&lt;br /&gt;When the vet begins to pet, I cry "hooray!"&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy a tender pass&lt;br /&gt;By the boss of Boston, Mass&lt;br /&gt;Though his pass is middle-class and not Backa Bay&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin' in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a madman known as Mack&lt;br /&gt;Who is planning to attack&lt;br /&gt;If his mad attack means a Cadillac, okay!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin' in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asked to have a meal&lt;br /&gt;By a big tycoon in steel&lt;br /&gt;If the meal includes a deal, accept I may&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, Darlin' in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never curl my lip&lt;br /&gt;To a dazzlin' diamond clip&lt;br /&gt;Though the clip meant "Let 'er rip", I'd not say "Nay!"&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to to you, darlin, in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin' in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an oil man known as "Tex"&lt;br /&gt;Who is keen to give me checks&lt;br /&gt;And his checks, I fear, mean that sex is here to stay!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin' in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a wealthy Hindu priest&lt;br /&gt;Who's a wolf, to say the least&lt;br /&gt;When the priest goes too far East, I also stray&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin'in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lush from Portland, Ore&lt;br /&gt;Who is rich but such a bore&lt;br /&gt;When the bore falls on the floor, I let him lay&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin',in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister Harris, plutocrat&lt;br /&gt;Wants to give my cheek a pat&lt;br /&gt;If the Harris pat means a Paris hat, Bébé,  Oo-la-la!&lt;br /&gt;Mais je suis toujours fidele, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Oui, je suis toujours fidele, darlin', in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Ohio, Mister Thorne&lt;br /&gt;Calls me up from night 'til morn&lt;br /&gt;Mister Thorne once corner'd corn and that ain't hay&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Milwaukee, Mister Fritz&lt;br /&gt;Often moves me to the Ritz&lt;br /&gt;Mister Fritz is full of Schlitz and full of play&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister Gable, I mean Clark&lt;br /&gt;Wants me on his boat to park&lt;br /&gt;If the Gable boat means a sable coat, anchors aweigh!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always true to to you, darlin', in my fashion&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm always true to you, darlin', in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blossom Dearie&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Della Reese&lt;br /&gt;Eartha Kitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/74589243/Peggy+Lee+With+George+Shearing%E2%80%93Always+True+To+You+In+My+Fashion+%28Live%29+%281991+Digital+Remaster%29"&gt;Peggy Lee &amp;amp; George Shearing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4695388242143272120?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4695388242143272120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4695388242143272120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4695388242143272120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4695388242143272120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/11/always-true-to-you-in-my-fashion.html' title='Always True to You in My Fashion'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nqpSk9S-S1I/TrLMO8ny4YI/AAAAAAAAM6I/rirfnGruePs/s72-c/cole-porter2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3586595507319238300</id><published>2011-10-26T18:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T19:10:45.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irving Gordon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1951'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nat King Cole'/><title type='text'>Unforgettable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWLUWsUEq1k/TqiSe28920I/AAAAAAAAM5E/YaTuiyzSIfQ/s1600/natkingcolesongPics1IY8xHBuKK4MhmM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWLUWsUEq1k/TqiSe28920I/AAAAAAAAM5E/YaTuiyzSIfQ/s200/natkingcolesongPics1IY8xHBuKK4MhmM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667941189890726722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;By Irving Gordon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;1951&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one of the most enduring of all standards, still commonly known today by people of all ages, mainly thanks to the recording by Nat King Cole. It was Cole who introduced the song in 1951, re-recorded it in stereo ten years later, and with whom it has always been identified. His version was famously edited in 1991 into a posthumous "duet" with his daughter Natalie, which won the Grammy for Best Recording. Sadly, that version also amended the fine Nelson Riddle arrangement to including a cheesy sax solo in place of Riddle's trademark shimmering strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are,&lt;br /&gt;Unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;Tho' near or far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a song of love that clings to me,&lt;br /&gt;How the thought of you does things to me.&lt;br /&gt;Never before&lt;br /&gt;Has someone been more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;In every way,&lt;br /&gt;And forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's how you'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why, darling, it's incredible&lt;br /&gt;That someone so unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;Thinks that I am&lt;br /&gt;Unforgettable, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick Hyman&lt;br /&gt;Dinah Washington&lt;br /&gt;Sammy Davis Jr.&lt;br /&gt;Marvin Gaye&lt;br /&gt;Lou Rawls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/53ith7bNN8w" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3586595507319238300?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3586595507319238300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3586595507319238300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3586595507319238300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3586595507319238300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/10/unforgettable.html' title='Unforgettable'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWLUWsUEq1k/TqiSe28920I/AAAAAAAAM5E/YaTuiyzSIfQ/s72-c/natkingcolesongPics1IY8xHBuKK4MhmM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-1739149396611355429</id><published>2011-10-25T14:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:57:08.805-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie Cantor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vaudeville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satires of 1920'/><title type='text'>Ain't We Got Fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DYllm8rNIU/TqcF6yAJVUI/AAAAAAAAM44/kvnxKGcpGpE/s1600/eddie-cantor-and-broadway-highlights-shorts-4aa97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DYllm8rNIU/TqcF6yAJVUI/AAAAAAAAM44/kvnxKGcpGpE/s200/eddie-cantor-and-broadway-highlights-shorts-4aa97.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667505163481994562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;By Richard A. Whiting, Raymond B. Egan &amp;amp; Gus Kahn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;1920&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic foxtrot composition that became one of the theme songs of the Roaring '20s, as well as the Depression Era. It was introduced on stage in the revue Satires of 1920, but achieved even greater stature on the vaudeville circuit and in recordings. In particular, it has been immortalized by the recording by the great Eddie Cantor, and was even mentioned in F. Scott's Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby. An uplifting ode to carefree living, it both epitomized the Jazz Decade, and raised the spirits of those who fell on hard times afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill collectors gather 'round and rather&lt;br /&gt;Haunt the cottage next door&lt;br /&gt;Men the grocer and butcher sent&lt;br /&gt;Men who call for the rent&lt;br /&gt;But within a happy chappy&lt;br /&gt;And his bride of only a year&lt;br /&gt;Seem to be so cheerful, here's an earful&lt;br /&gt;Of the chatter you hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry morning, ev'ry evening&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we got fun?&lt;br /&gt;Not much money, Oh, but honey&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we got fun?&lt;br /&gt;The rent's unpaid dear&lt;br /&gt;We haven't a bus&lt;br /&gt;But smiles were made dear&lt;br /&gt;For people like us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the winter in the Summer&lt;br /&gt;Don't we have fun&lt;br /&gt;Times are bum and getting bummer&lt;br /&gt;Still we have fun&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing surer&lt;br /&gt;The rich get rich and the poor get children&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, in between time&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we got fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to make their trouble nearly double&lt;br /&gt;Something happened last night&lt;br /&gt;To their chimney a gray bird came&lt;br /&gt;Mister Stork is his name&lt;br /&gt;And I'll bet two pins, a pair of twins&lt;br /&gt;Just happened in with the bird&lt;br /&gt;Still they're very gay and merry&lt;br /&gt;Just at dawning I heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry morning, ev'ry evening&lt;br /&gt;Don't we have fun&lt;br /&gt;Twins and cares, dear, come in pairs, dear&lt;br /&gt;Don't we have fun&lt;br /&gt;We've only started&lt;br /&gt;As mommer and pop&lt;br /&gt;Are we downhearted&lt;br /&gt;I'll say that we're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landlords mad and getting madder&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we got fun?&lt;br /&gt;Times are so bad and getting badder&lt;br /&gt;Still we have fun&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing surer&lt;br /&gt;The rich get rich and the poor get laid off&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, in between time&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we got fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the man who sold 'em carpets told 'em&lt;br /&gt;He would take them away&lt;br /&gt;They said, "Wonderful, here's our chance&lt;br /&gt;Take them up and we'll dance"&lt;br /&gt;And when burglars came and robbed them&lt;br /&gt;Taking all their silver, they say&lt;br /&gt;Hubby yelled, "We're famous, for they'll name us&lt;br /&gt;In the pepers today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night or daytime, it's all playtime&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we got fun?&lt;br /&gt;Hot or cold days, any old days&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we got fun&lt;br /&gt;If Wifey wishes&lt;br /&gt;To go to a play&lt;br /&gt;Don't wash the dishes&lt;br /&gt;Just throw them away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streetcar seats are awful narrow&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we got fun?&lt;br /&gt;They won't smash up our Pierce Arrow&lt;br /&gt;We ain't got none&lt;br /&gt;They've cut my wages&lt;br /&gt;But my income tax will be so much smaller&lt;br /&gt;When I'm laid off, I'll be paid off&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we got fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/74315478/Peggy+Lee%E2%80%93Ain%27t+We+Got+Fun"&gt;Peggy Lee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris Day&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Cantor&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary Clooney&lt;br /&gt;Bing Crosby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y041-eT6QrI" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-1739149396611355429?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1739149396611355429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=1739149396611355429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1739149396611355429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1739149396611355429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/10/aint-we-got-fun.html' title='Ain&apos;t We Got Fun?'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DYllm8rNIU/TqcF6yAJVUI/AAAAAAAAM44/kvnxKGcpGpE/s72-c/eddie-cantor-and-broadway-highlights-shorts-4aa97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4661977144431330526</id><published>2011-10-24T13:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:38:04.587-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chamberlain Brown&apos;s Scrap Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernice Petkere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1932'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Young'/><title type='text'>Lullaby of the Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgtO0q53emI/TqWhU9YmnrI/AAAAAAAAM2w/w8bPMVs-dzQ/s1600/1391726339_4b69bf0fec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgtO0q53emI/TqWhU9YmnrI/AAAAAAAAM2w/w8bPMVs-dzQ/s200/1391726339_4b69bf0fec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667113087562849970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Bernice Petkere &amp;amp; Joe Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1932&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured in the very short-lived Broadway revue Chamberlain Brown's Scrap Book, this aching ballad was introduced on stage by Ina Hayward, but later became a jazz favorite after Freddie Berrens and his orchestra brought the song to radio. Although the show it came from may have been a flop, the song lives on as a rare treat to be discovered by fans of the Great American Songbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rustling of the leaves used to be my lullaby,&lt;br /&gt;In the sunny south when I was a tot so high,&lt;br /&gt;And now that I have grown&lt;br /&gt;And myself alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cradle me where southern skies can watch me with a million eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Oh sing me to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Lullaby of the leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover me with heavens blue and let me dream a dream or two,&lt;br /&gt;Oh sing me to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Lullaby of the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im breezing along, along with the breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Im hearing a song, a song thru the trees,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh.&lt;br /&gt;That pine melody caressing the shore familiar to me, Ive heard it&lt;br /&gt;before ooh ooh ooh ooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats southland, dont I feel it in my soul,&lt;br /&gt;And dont I know Ive reached my goal,&lt;br /&gt;Oh sing me to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Lullaby of the Leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keely Smith&lt;br /&gt;Chet Baker&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Benny Goodman&lt;br /&gt;Anita O'Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8Rcgirw0inE" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="235" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4661977144431330526?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4661977144431330526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4661977144431330526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4661977144431330526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4661977144431330526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/10/lullaby-of-leaves.html' title='Lullaby of the Leaves'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgtO0q53emI/TqWhU9YmnrI/AAAAAAAAM2w/w8bPMVs-dzQ/s72-c/1391726339_4b69bf0fec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-8699968341334889491</id><published>2011-10-19T10:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:06:58.155-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irving Berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethel Merman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie Get Your Gun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1946'/><title type='text'>There's No Business Like Show Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8RadEXlVov4/Tp7nXL5ZS_I/AAAAAAAAM2k/nq2MLRewCGs/s1600/mermcolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8RadEXlVov4/Tp7nXL5ZS_I/AAAAAAAAM2k/nq2MLRewCGs/s200/mermcolor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665219766795193330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Irving Berlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1946&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate ode to the glitz and glamor of stage and screen, penned by one of America's most cherished composers, and a man who knew its allure perhaps better than just about anyone. The song was the centerpiece of Berlin's musical Annie Get Your Gun, in which it was introduced by Ray Middleton, Marty May and of course the great Ethel Merman in the starring role of Annie Oakley. It has since become one of Berlin's most cherished standards, a rousing anthem to the business of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no business like show business like no business I know&lt;br /&gt;Everything about it is appealing, everything that traffic will allow&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere could you get that happy feeling when you are stealing that extra bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no people like show people, they smile when they are low&lt;br /&gt;Even with a turkey that you know will fold, you may be stranded out in the cold&lt;br /&gt;Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold, let's go on with the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk&lt;br /&gt;Are secretly unhappy men because&lt;br /&gt;The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk&lt;br /&gt;Get paid for what they do but no applause.&lt;br /&gt;They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye for anything theatrical and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no business like show business and I tell you it's so&lt;br /&gt;Traveling through the country is so thrilling, standing out in front on opening nights&lt;br /&gt;Smiling as you watch the theater filling, and there's your billing out there in lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no people like show people, they smile when they are low&lt;br /&gt;Angels come from everywhere with lots of jack, and when you lose it, there's no attack&lt;br /&gt;Where could you get money that you don't give back? Let's go on with the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's no business like show business like no business I know)&lt;br /&gt;You get word before the show has started that your favorite uncle died at dawn&lt;br /&gt;Top of that, your pa and ma have parted, you're broken-hearted, but you go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's no people like show people, they smile when they are low)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday they told you you would not go far, that night you open and there you are&lt;br /&gt;Next day on your dressing room they've hung a star, let's go on with the show!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernadette Peters&lt;br /&gt;Judy Garland&lt;br /&gt;Susannah McCorkle&lt;br /&gt;Betty Hutton&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/icr71H1nb3Q" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-8699968341334889491?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8699968341334889491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=8699968341334889491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8699968341334889491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8699968341334889491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/10/theres-no-business-like-show-business.html' title='There&apos;s No Business Like Show Business'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8RadEXlVov4/Tp7nXL5ZS_I/AAAAAAAAM2k/nq2MLRewCGs/s72-c/mermcolor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-1395256737617223752</id><published>2011-10-09T15:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T17:02:01.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Bennett'/><title type='text'>Tony Bennett and... Lady Gaga??</title><content type='html'>I'm breaking my two-months silence for a bit of a break from the usual routine here... to bring you this video which has been blowing my mind lately. It's from Tony Bennett's brand-new Duets II album, and features the greatest living traditional pop vocalist teaming up with none other than today's hottest pop sensation, Lady Gaga, for a rendition of Rodgers &amp;amp; Hart's "The Lady Is a Tramp".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never would've imagined I'd like this as much as I do, but it cannot be denied that Ms. Gaga indeed has some talent! Honestly, her voice here reminds me a bit of Keely Smith and Anita O'Day. It just goes to prove what I've said in the past--that today's vocalists are often extremely talented, yet sabotage themselves with sub-par material in order to sell records. When given some quality standards to work with, they finally demonstrate what they really can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! And congratulations to Mr. Bennett for staying in the mix all these years... I can't believe the Red Hot Chili Peppers stunt on the MTV Music Video Awards was nearly two decades ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZPAmDULCVrU" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="235" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-1395256737617223752?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1395256737617223752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=1395256737617223752&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1395256737617223752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1395256737617223752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/10/tony-bennett-and-lady-gaga.html' title='Tony Bennett and... Lady Gaga??'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZPAmDULCVrU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-6215320836694979072</id><published>2011-08-10T00:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T00:12:45.342-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patricia Johnston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-musical movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ride &apos;Em Cowboy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gene de Paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1942'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don Raye'/><title type='text'>I'll Remember April</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncPS4FswfJ4/TkID5Sl8GsI/AAAAAAAAMvg/wdp_W9qLC9c/s1600/st_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncPS4FswfJ4/TkID5Sl8GsI/AAAAAAAAMvg/wdp_W9qLC9c/s200/st_06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639073966199675586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Gene de Paul, Patricia Johnston &amp;amp; Don Raye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1942&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from the new superhero film Captain America, and enjoyed hearing the Woody Herman recording of this song featured in the movie--which takes place during World War II. Introduced by Dick Foran in the Abbott &amp;amp; Costello picture Ride 'Em Cowboy, the melancholy tune became a big hit during the war years. It has since been recorded by countless artists, who favor it for its moody atmosphere and contemplative lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lovely day will lengthen into evening,&lt;br /&gt;We'll sigh good-bye to all we've ever had,&lt;br /&gt;Alone where we have walked together,&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember April and be glad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be content, you loved me once in April,&lt;br /&gt;Your lips were warm, and love an' spring were new,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not afraid of autumn, and her sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;For I'll remember,&lt;br /&gt;April and you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire will dwindle into glowing ashes,&lt;br /&gt;For flames and love live such a little while . . .&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget, but I won't be lonely,&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember April, and I'll smile . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire will dwindle into glowing ashes,&lt;br /&gt;For flames and love live such a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget, but I won't be lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember April, and I'll smile . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget but I won't be lonely, no . . .&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember April, and I'll smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chet Baker&lt;br /&gt;Shirley Bassey&lt;br /&gt;June Christy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/71770411/Julie+London-I%27ll+Remember+April"&gt;Julie London&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8h82tpK6lB4" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-6215320836694979072?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6215320836694979072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=6215320836694979072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6215320836694979072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6215320836694979072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/08/ill-remember-april.html' title='I&apos;ll Remember April'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncPS4FswfJ4/TkID5Sl8GsI/AAAAAAAAMvg/wdp_W9qLC9c/s72-c/st_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3058745747737112035</id><published>2011-07-27T14:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T15:10:03.871-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Gershwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginger Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shall We Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Astaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1937'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ira Gershwin'/><title type='text'>They Can't Take That Away from Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDyHArhr0eY/TjBgtMwgQUI/AAAAAAAAMuA/zgImLkfO1Z8/s1600/a%2BShall%2BWe%2BDance%2BFred%2BAstaire%2BGinger%2BRogers%2BDVD%2BReview%2BPDVD_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDyHArhr0eY/TjBgtMwgQUI/AAAAAAAAMuA/zgImLkfO1Z8/s320/a%2BShall%2BWe%2BDance%2BFred%2BAstaire%2BGinger%2BRogers%2BDVD%2BReview%2BPDVD_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634109463475536194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By George &amp;amp; Ira Gershwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1937&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday officially made three full years that Standard of the Day has been in existence, and to belatedly commemorate that milestone, today we shine the spotlight on one of the most celebrated standards of them all, which the Gershwin brothers composed for the Fred Astaire/Ginger Rogers musical, Shall We Dance. Astaire introduces the tune in the movie, singing it to Rogers in a rare musical number with no dancing. Ira's lyric is a perfect mixture of joy and sadness, as our lover declares to his paramour that no amount of distance could erase the memories they've shared. Also of note is the ingenious way the lyric pairs up very mundane aspects of the beloved ("The way you hold your knife"), with more profound aspects ("The way you changed my life"). A lilting, perfect melody from the immortal George Gershwin completes this ultimate love ballad. George Gershwin passed on shortly after the movie was released, but was posthumously nominated, along with his brother, for the Academy Award for Best Original Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thanks to everyone for continuing to read and support SOTD. Let's continue keeping these old songs alive together, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note, though by tomorrow you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;The song is ended, but as the songwriter wrote, the melody lingers on.&lt;br /&gt;They may take you from me. I'll miss your fond caress.&lt;br /&gt;But though they take you from me, I'll still possess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you wear your hat,&lt;br /&gt;The way you sip your tea,&lt;br /&gt;The memory of all that.&lt;br /&gt;No, no, they can't take that away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way your smile just beams,&lt;br /&gt;The way you sing off-key,&lt;br /&gt;The way you haunt my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;No, no, they can't take that away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may never, never meet again on the bumpy road to love,&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll always, always keep the memory of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you hold your knife,&lt;br /&gt;The way we danced till three,&lt;br /&gt;The way you changed my life,&lt;br /&gt;No, no, they can't take that away from me.&lt;br /&gt;No, they can't take that away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Bennett&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong &amp;amp; Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/71251091/They+Can%27t+Take+That+Away+From+Me+%28Frank+Sinatra%E2%80%93with+Lyrics%29"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qTV-zq5Iqjc" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3058745747737112035?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3058745747737112035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3058745747737112035&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3058745747737112035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3058745747737112035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/07/they-cant-take-that-away-from-me.html' title='They Can&apos;t Take That Away from Me'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wDyHArhr0eY/TjBgtMwgQUI/AAAAAAAAMuA/zgImLkfO1Z8/s72-c/a%2BShall%2BWe%2BDance%2BFred%2BAstaire%2BGinger%2BRogers%2BDVD%2BReview%2BPDVD_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-2238616387913827462</id><published>2011-07-19T15:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:10:04.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Pacific'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar Hammerstein II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1949'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodgers and Hammerstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Rodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><title type='text'>Bali Ha'i</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jj4Yv91NFcU/TiXjZZ62i2I/AAAAAAAAMtY/35UyJNuJMIU/s1600/tahiti-old-book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jj4Yv91NFcU/TiXjZZ62i2I/AAAAAAAAMtY/35UyJNuJMIU/s200/tahiti-old-book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631156934690638690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Richard Rodgers &amp;amp; Oscar Hammerstein II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1949&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written for the musical South Pacific, the song was meant to evoke the dreamlike, exotic quality of the fictional volcanic island for which it is named. The island was inspired by the real Pacific island of Ambae, mentioned by James Michener in the novel on which the play was based. It was performed by Juanita Hill on stage and in the film version, and first recorded by Perry Como. In the 1950s, it would become predictably popular during the exotica movement, thanks to its Oriental, mystical sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people live on a lonely island,&lt;br /&gt;lost in the middle of a foggy sea&lt;br /&gt;most people long for another island&lt;br /&gt;one where they know they would like to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali Ha'i may call you,&lt;br /&gt;Any night, any day,&lt;br /&gt;In your heart you'll hear it call you,&lt;br /&gt;"Come away, come away . . ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali Ha'i will whisper,&lt;br /&gt;On the wind of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;"Here am I your special island"&lt;br /&gt;"Come to me, come to me . . ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your own special hopes,&lt;br /&gt;Your own special dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Bloom on the hillside,&lt;br /&gt;And shine in the streams . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you try you'll find me&lt;br /&gt;Where the sky meets the sea&lt;br /&gt;Here am I your special island&lt;br /&gt;Come to me, come to me . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali Ha'i&lt;br /&gt;Bali Ha'i&lt;br /&gt;Bali Ha'i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll see me,&lt;br /&gt;Floating in the sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;My head sticking out from a low flying cloud . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll hear me call you,&lt;br /&gt;Singing through the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and clear as can be . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come to me, here am I"&lt;br /&gt;"Come to me"&lt;br /&gt;"Come to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali Ha'i . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Martin Denny&lt;br /&gt;Stacey Kent&lt;br /&gt;Tak Shindo&lt;br /&gt;Perry Como&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/81NROmUb7o0" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-2238616387913827462?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2238616387913827462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=2238616387913827462&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2238616387913827462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2238616387913827462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/07/bali-hai.html' title='Bali Ha&apos;i'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jj4Yv91NFcU/TiXjZZ62i2I/AAAAAAAAMtY/35UyJNuJMIU/s72-c/tahiti-old-book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4308510500262714057</id><published>2011-07-13T16:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T16:39:32.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1934'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie DeLange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duke Ellington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irving Mills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billie Holiday'/><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1WBxUJf9qE/Th4BTSsVGRI/AAAAAAAAMs4/__fRSK6wn1M/s1600/tumblr_lmwvtcY9e51qzxuqno1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1WBxUJf9qE/Th4BTSsVGRI/AAAAAAAAMs4/__fRSK6wn1M/s200/tumblr_lmwvtcY9e51qzxuqno1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628938015206611218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Duke Ellington, Eddie DeLange &amp;amp; Irving Mills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1934&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few songs are as associated with Billie Holiday as this aching ballad of love in isolation, even though it was Ellington himself who introduced it. Perfectly suited to Lady Day's unique voice, this tune became an instant classic the moment she first recorded it in 1941. It has since become one of the all-time most revered jazz standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my solitude, you haunt me&lt;br /&gt;With reveries of days gone by.&lt;br /&gt;In my solitude, you taunt me&lt;br /&gt;With memories that never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit in my chair,&lt;br /&gt;Filled with despair.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody could be so sad.&lt;br /&gt;With gloom ev'rywhere,&lt;br /&gt;I sit and I stare,&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'll soon go mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my solitude, I'm praying,&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord above, send back my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Eckstine&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Tony Bennett &amp;amp; Count Basie&lt;br /&gt;Nina Simone&lt;br /&gt;Aretha Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z4eXV1FYNc4" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4308510500262714057?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4308510500262714057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4308510500262714057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4308510500262714057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4308510500262714057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/07/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1WBxUJf9qE/Th4BTSsVGRI/AAAAAAAAMs4/__fRSK6wn1M/s72-c/tumblr_lmwvtcY9e51qzxuqno1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3799239296568571504</id><published>2011-07-08T16:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T16:56:05.300-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rube Bloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1939'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Mercer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Day In, Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmpHwotGPxc/ThduWsuK6kI/AAAAAAAAMq8/A2QJIkyDiGI/s1600/crosbybob.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmpHwotGPxc/ThduWsuK6kI/AAAAAAAAMq8/A2QJIkyDiGI/s200/crosbybob.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627087595663714882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Rube Bloom &amp;amp; Johnny Mercer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1939&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example of Mercer's fantastic lyrics, taking a tired phrase and making it shine. The words go along with a gorgeous, soaring melody by Bloom which musicologist Alec Wilder rightly described as passionate yet unpretentious. The song was introduced by Bob Crosby's Orchestra (pictured), with Helen Ward on vocals. It was a popular song with the big bands which survived into the post-Big Band era as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in - day out&lt;br /&gt;That same old voodoo follows me about&lt;br /&gt;That same old pounding in my heart, whenever I think of you&lt;br /&gt;And baby I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Day in and day out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day out - day in&lt;br /&gt;I needn't tell you how my days begin&lt;br /&gt;When I awake I get up with a tingle&lt;br /&gt;One possibility in view&lt;br /&gt;That possibility of maybe seeing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come rain - come shine&lt;br /&gt;I meet you and to me the day is fine&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your lips, and the pounding becomes&lt;br /&gt;An oceans roar, a thousand drums&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see it's love, can there be any doubt&lt;br /&gt;When there it is, day in - day out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/70490455/Frank+Sinatra%E2%80%93Day+In+Day+Out"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy Garland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZdzMPQXK3D8" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3799239296568571504?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3799239296568571504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3799239296568571504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3799239296568571504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3799239296568571504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-in-day-out.html' title='Day In, Day Out'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmpHwotGPxc/ThduWsuK6kI/AAAAAAAAMq8/A2QJIkyDiGI/s72-c/crosbybob.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-8230708652805554663</id><published>2011-06-29T14:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T14:55:06.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1943'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Rodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lorenz Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodgers and Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Connecticut Yankee'/><title type='text'>To Keep My Love Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lB5vms5nrGg/Tgtz6Nr7OTI/AAAAAAAAMns/Kmnk7Jqyy-o/s1600/454_119534386652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lB5vms5nrGg/Tgtz6Nr7OTI/AAAAAAAAMns/Kmnk7Jqyy-o/s200/454_119534386652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623716003645700402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Richard Rodgers &amp;amp; Lorenz Hart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1943&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the final song ever co-written by the legendary lyricist Lorenz Hart with his tunesmith partner Richard Rodgers. It was composed for the 1943 revival of A Connecticut Yankee, a show originated by Rodgers &amp;amp; Hart in 1927. It was introduced on stage by Vivienne Segal. Detailing the methods a serial widow has used to bump off her husbands, it is a classic example of the witty Hart touch. The lyricist died shortly thereafter of pneumonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been married and married,&lt;br /&gt;and often I've sighed,&lt;br /&gt;I'm never a brides-maid,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always the bride,&lt;br /&gt;I never divorced them,&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't the heart,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, remember those sweet words,&lt;br /&gt;"Till death do us part."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I married many men, a ton of them, and yet I was untrue to none of them,&lt;br /&gt;because I bumped off ev'ry one of them to keep my love alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Paul was frail, he looked a wreck to me.&lt;br /&gt;At night he was a horse's nect to me,&lt;br /&gt;so I performed an appendectomy,&lt;br /&gt;to keep my love alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Thomas had insomnia,&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't sleep at night,&lt;br /&gt;I bought a little arsenic,&lt;br /&gt;he's sleeping now all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Philip played the harp, I cussed the thing.&lt;br /&gt;I crowned him with his harp to bust the thing,&lt;br /&gt;and now he plays where harps are just the thing,&lt;br /&gt;to keep my love alive, to keep my love alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Sir George had possibilites,&lt;br /&gt;but his flirtations made me ill at ease,&lt;br /&gt;and when I'm ill at ease, I kill at ease&lt;br /&gt;to keep my love alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Charles came from a sanatorium,&lt;br /&gt;and yelled for drinks in my emporium.&lt;br /&gt;I mixed one drink, he's in memoriam,&lt;br /&gt;to keep my love alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Francis was a singing bird,&lt;br /&gt;a night-in-gale,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I tossed him off my balcony&lt;br /&gt;to see if he could fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Athelstane indulged in fratricide,&lt;br /&gt;he killed his dad and that was patricide.&lt;br /&gt;One night I stabbed him by my mattress side,&lt;br /&gt;to keep my love alive, to keep my love alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/70125462/Ella+Fitzgerald%E2%80%93To+Keep+My+Love+Alive+eriz"&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blossom Dearie&lt;br /&gt;Ray Charles&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Bailey&lt;br /&gt;Sophia Loren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_ZXfn6T7e_c" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-8230708652805554663?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8230708652805554663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=8230708652805554663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8230708652805554663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8230708652805554663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-keep-my-love-alive.html' title='To Keep My Love Alive'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lB5vms5nrGg/Tgtz6Nr7OTI/AAAAAAAAMns/Kmnk7Jqyy-o/s72-c/454_119534386652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3552696736561281628</id><published>2011-06-25T14:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T02:40:47.048-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1927'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erno Rapee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lew Pollack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>Charmaine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ED_Ha2sB7Y/TgbT0kCn9qI/AAAAAAAAMmM/CmxS9QsOA00/s1600/1260542772_frank-sinatra-all-alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ED_Ha2sB7Y/TgbT0kCn9qI/AAAAAAAAMmM/CmxS9QsOA00/s200/1260542772_frank-sinatra-all-alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622414084799985314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;By Erno Rapee &amp;amp; Lew Pollack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1927&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lush and charming love ballad from the roaring '20s, composed originally for the silent film classic What Price Glory? It would also be introduced on record the same year by the Guy Lombardo orchestra. Since then, it has infiltrated popular culture, with the Mantovani version being used by Monty Python and in the movie One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. It is also featured in The Abominable Dr. Phibes. It was originally conceived as a waltz, and it is in this style that &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69985930/Charmaine+By+Frank+Sinatra+&amp;amp;+Mantovani%21"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/a&gt; recorded it for his 1961 All Alone album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget the night we met, how bright were stars above.&lt;br /&gt;That precious memory lingers yet, when you declared your love.&lt;br /&gt;And then you went away, and now each night and day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you keep me waiting, Charmaine, my Charmaine.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when bluebirds are mating, will you come back again?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I keep on praying, will our dreams be the same?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you ever think of me too ..&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting my Charmaine for you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bachelors&lt;br /&gt;Tex Beneke&lt;br /&gt;Bill Haley &amp;amp; His Comets&lt;br /&gt;The Ink Spots&lt;br /&gt;The Four Freshmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RGRD6JBnHrU" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="310" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3552696736561281628?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3552696736561281628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3552696736561281628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3552696736561281628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3552696736561281628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/charmaine.html' title='Charmaine'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ED_Ha2sB7Y/TgbT0kCn9qI/AAAAAAAAMmM/CmxS9QsOA00/s72-c/1260542772_frank-sinatra-all-alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-8795011636207146838</id><published>2011-06-23T22:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:15:31.474-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thelonious Monk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1944'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernie Hanighen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cootie Williams'/><title type='text'>'Round Midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oQxVVq2vUak/TgP9GO3axTI/AAAAAAAAMl8/tbLytA07Q-I/s1600/131846.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oQxVVq2vUak/TgP9GO3axTI/AAAAAAAAMl8/tbLytA07Q-I/s200/131846.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621615043400090930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;By Thelonious Monk, Cootie Williams &amp;amp; Bernie Hanighen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;1944&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most recorded jazz standard composed by a jazz musician, this smoky number was first conceptualized by &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69905869/'Round+Midnight%E2%80%93Thelonious+Monk"&gt;Monk&lt;/a&gt; in the 1930s under a different name. It developed gradually over the years in true jazz style, with later embellishments added by the likes of Dizzy Gillespie and Miles Davis. The lyrics by Henighen were added later. It's believed to have been recorded hundreds of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It begins to tell,&lt;br /&gt;'round midnight, midnight.&lt;br /&gt;I do pretty well, till after sundown,&lt;br /&gt;Suppertime I'm feelin' sad;&lt;br /&gt;But it really gets bad,&lt;br /&gt;'round midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories always start 'round midnight&lt;br /&gt;Haven't got the heart to stand those memories,&lt;br /&gt;When my heart is still with you,&lt;br /&gt;And ol' midnight knows it, too.&lt;br /&gt;When a quarrel we had needs mending,&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean that our love is ending.&lt;br /&gt;Darlin' I need you, lately I find&lt;br /&gt;You're out of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let our hearts take wings'&lt;br /&gt;'round midnight, midnight&lt;br /&gt;Let the angels sing,&lt;br /&gt;for your returning.&lt;br /&gt;Till our love is safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;And old midnight comes around.&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' sad,&lt;br /&gt;really gets bad&lt;br /&gt;Round, Round, Round Midnight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah Vaughan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy Winehouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bobby McFerrin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linda Rondstadt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DEaDj6TXiQQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-8795011636207146838?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8795011636207146838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=8795011636207146838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8795011636207146838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8795011636207146838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/round-midnight.html' title='&apos;Round Midnight'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oQxVVq2vUak/TgP9GO3axTI/AAAAAAAAMl8/tbLytA07Q-I/s72-c/131846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5381769553730309852</id><published>2011-06-22T15:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T15:45:07.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doris Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calamity Jane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1953'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>Secret Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm-ZrequdqI/TgJDaiXW-fI/AAAAAAAAMlc/i1w1P1x-H3Q/s1600/article-0-0027576E00000258-645_233x264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm-ZrequdqI/TgJDaiXW-fI/AAAAAAAAMlc/i1w1P1x-H3Q/s200/article-0-0027576E00000258-645_233x264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621129408092240370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Sammy Fain &amp;amp; Paul Francis Webster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1953&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Academy Award-winner from the closing years of classic pop era, it was written for and introduced by the lovely&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69846300/Secret+Love%E2%80%93Doris+Day.mpg"&gt; Doris Day&lt;/a&gt; in her starring role in Calamity Jane. Ms. Day also recorded a commercial version of the song the year after the movie came out. It remains one of the most beautiful tunes to ever snare an Oscar, from an age when winning the award for a song actually meant something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I had a secret love&lt;br /&gt;That lived within the heart of me.&lt;br /&gt;All too soon my secret love&lt;br /&gt;Became impatient to be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told a friendly star&lt;br /&gt;The way that dreamers often do.&lt;br /&gt;Just how wonderful you are&lt;br /&gt;And why I'm so in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shout it from the highest hills.&lt;br /&gt;Even told the golden daffodils.&lt;br /&gt;At last my heart's an open door,&lt;br /&gt;And my secret love's no secret anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy Moore&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Sinead O'Connor&lt;br /&gt;George Michael&lt;br /&gt;Anne Murray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FL87sHjXlVU" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5381769553730309852?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5381769553730309852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5381769553730309852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5381769553730309852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5381769553730309852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/secret-love.html' title='Secret Love'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm-ZrequdqI/TgJDaiXW-fI/AAAAAAAAMlc/i1w1P1x-H3Q/s72-c/article-0-0027576E00000258-645_233x264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5267897341948736689</id><published>2011-06-19T20:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:33:54.056-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1938'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leave It to Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>My Heart Belongs to Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3oPUJ645ABE/Tf6Uk6B7mqI/AAAAAAAAMlU/Qag_fUm2S_o/s1600/228026_2038205236984_1299845179_2416080_5214326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3oPUJ645ABE/Tf6Uk6B7mqI/AAAAAAAAMlU/Qag_fUm2S_o/s200/228026_2038205236984_1299845179_2416080_5214326_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620092746778516130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Cole Porter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1938&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day to all SOTD readers... This clever hit for Porter was from his musical Leave It to Me!, in which is was introduced by Mary Martin. She would again perform the song in the 1940 motion picture Love Thy Neighbor. Both melody and lyrics are by Porter as usual, and in this case the lyric is particularly impressive, as it is no mean feat to rhyme anything with "Daddy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to fall in love with all those boys who maul the young cuties&lt;br /&gt;But now I find I’m more inclined to keep my mind on my duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While tearing off a game of golf&lt;br /&gt;I may make a play for the caddy&lt;br /&gt;But when I do, I don’t follow through&lt;br /&gt;‘cause my heart belongs to Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I invite a boy some night&lt;br /&gt;To dine on my fine finnan haddie&lt;br /&gt;I just adore his asking for more&lt;br /&gt;But my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;br /&gt;So I simply couldn’t be bad&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da&lt;br /&gt;So I want to warn you, laddie&lt;br /&gt;Though I know you’re perfectly swell&lt;br /&gt;But my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;br /&gt;‘cause my Daddy he treats it so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a dame that a football game&lt;br /&gt;Made long for the strong undergraddie&lt;br /&gt;I never dream of making the team&lt;br /&gt;‘cause my heart belongs to daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;br /&gt;So I simply couldn’t be bad&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da&lt;br /&gt;So I want to warn you, laddie&lt;br /&gt;Though I know you’re perfectly swell&lt;br /&gt;That my heart belongs to Daddy&lt;br /&gt;‘cause my Daddy, he treats it so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Herb Alpert &amp;amp; Tijuana Brass&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Peterson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69730115/Cole+Porter%27s+My+Heart+Belongs+to+Daddy%E2%80%93Marilyn+Monroe"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Della Reese&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5267897341948736689?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5267897341948736689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5267897341948736689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5267897341948736689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5267897341948736689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-heart-belongs-to-daddy.html' title='My Heart Belongs to Daddy'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3oPUJ645ABE/Tf6Uk6B7mqI/AAAAAAAAMlU/Qag_fUm2S_o/s72-c/228026_2038205236984_1299845179_2416080_5214326_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5564151482342347085</id><published>2011-06-15T11:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T12:11:06.446-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instrumental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1967'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bossa nova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antonio Carlos Jobim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><title type='text'>Wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nbtW7oxXp8/TfjXXDvl8kI/AAAAAAAAMkU/aVu8nl-Ds1k/s1600/wave-ocean-blue-sea-water-white-foam-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nbtW7oxXp8/TfjXXDvl8kI/AAAAAAAAMkU/aVu8nl-Ds1k/s200/wave-ocean-blue-sea-water-white-foam-photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618477326286582338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;By Antonio Carlos Jobim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally conceived as an instrumental, this breezy bossa nova tune first appeared on &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69538026/Wave%E2%80%93Antonio+Carlos+Jobim"&gt;Jobim's&lt;/a&gt; album of the same name. The Brazilian composer wrote lyrics for it when Frank Sinatra asked to record it with him as part of his 1970 Sinatra &amp;amp; Co. album. On that record, Sinatra sings the lowest note of his career, a low E-flat. In Portuguese, the name of the song is "Vou Te Contar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;For that's a lovely way to be&lt;br /&gt;Aware of things your heart alone was meant to see&lt;br /&gt;The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant deny dont try to fight the rising sea&lt;br /&gt;Don't fight the moon, the stars above and don't fight me&lt;br /&gt;The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw you first the time was half-past three&lt;br /&gt;When your eyes met mine it was eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now we know the wave is on its way to be&lt;br /&gt;Just catch that wave don't be afraid of loving me&lt;br /&gt;The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Peterson&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Mel Torme&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Rich&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5564151482342347085?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5564151482342347085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5564151482342347085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5564151482342347085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5564151482342347085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/wave.html' title='Wave'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nbtW7oxXp8/TfjXXDvl8kI/AAAAAAAAMkU/aVu8nl-Ds1k/s72-c/wave-ocean-blue-sea-water-white-foam-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4480161494727729824</id><published>2011-06-13T22:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T22:10:49.747-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Broadway Melody of 1936'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singin&apos; in the Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arthur Freed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1936'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nacio Herb Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>Broadway Rhythm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LWKz0pi34FE/TfbCVKOv_FI/AAAAAAAAMj0/Ni78eA8uJH8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LWKz0pi34FE/TfbCVKOv_FI/AAAAAAAAMj0/Ni78eA8uJH8/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617891253970533458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;By Nacio Herb Brown &amp;amp; Arthur Freed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1935&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often mistakenly referred to as "Gotta Dance", thanks to the well-known refrain within the lyrics, this song is known to many thanks to its performance by Gene Kelly in Singin' in the Rain, perhaps the greatest film musical of all time. However, the song originates in the much earlier musical, Broadway Melody of 1936. It was introduced on record that same year by Frances Langford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that Broadway rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that broadway rhythm&lt;br /&gt;When I hear that happy beat,&lt;br /&gt;Feel like dancing down the street.&lt;br /&gt;To that Broadway rhythm,&lt;br /&gt;Writhing, beating rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta dance! Gotta dance!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta dance! Gotta dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broadway rhythm it’s got me&lt;br /&gt;Everybody dance&lt;br /&gt;Broadway rhythm it’s got me&lt;br /&gt;Everybody dance!&lt;br /&gt;Out on the gay white way&lt;br /&gt;In each merry cafe,&lt;br /&gt;Orchestras play,&lt;br /&gt;Taking your breath away.&lt;br /&gt;(With a) Broadway rhythm, it’s got me&lt;br /&gt;Everybody sing and dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy Lombardo&lt;br /&gt;Gene Kelly&lt;br /&gt;Frances Langford&lt;br /&gt;Caroll Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69472601/Judy+Garland%E2%80%93Figaro+%7C+Broadway+Rhythm+Opera+vs.+Jazz+part+3+%7C+4+%28Babes+in+Arms+1939%29"&gt;Judy Garland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4480161494727729824?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4480161494727729824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4480161494727729824&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4480161494727729824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4480161494727729824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/broadway-rhythm.html' title='Broadway Rhythm'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LWKz0pi34FE/TfbCVKOv_FI/AAAAAAAAMj0/Ni78eA8uJH8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-2560635230277568056</id><published>2011-06-09T16:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T23:50:03.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Bennett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dudley Wilkinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arthur Hammerstein'/><title type='text'>Because of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JjZK_8EXKh8/TfLjZ-_hjbI/AAAAAAAAMjs/dPDUJkMD53A/s1600/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JjZK_8EXKh8/TfLjZ-_hjbI/AAAAAAAAMjs/dPDUJkMD53A/s200/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616801720830102962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Arthur Hammerstein &amp;amp; Dudley Wilkinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1940&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm, earnest love song that didn't really become anything of note until a young &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69348398/Tony+Bennett%E2%80%93Because+of+You"&gt;Tony Bennett&lt;/a&gt; recorded it in 1951. It became Bennett's first number-one hit, and immediately also became a standard as a result of that success. It was also featured in the 1951 film, I Was an American Spy. Bennett's version featured his trademark warm legato vocal style, and remains a favorite of enthusiasts of traditional pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you there's a song in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Because of you my romance had its start&lt;br /&gt;Because of you the sun will shine&lt;br /&gt;The moon and stars will say you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Forever and never to part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only live for your love and your kiss&lt;br /&gt;It's paradise to be near you like this&lt;br /&gt;Because of you my life is now worth while&lt;br /&gt;And I can smile&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Desmond&lt;br /&gt;Gloria DeHaven&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;Chris Montez&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Iris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-2560635230277568056?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2560635230277568056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=2560635230277568056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2560635230277568056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2560635230277568056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/because-of-you.html' title='Because of You'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JjZK_8EXKh8/TfLjZ-_hjbI/AAAAAAAAMjs/dPDUJkMD53A/s72-c/06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-1935179630495325496</id><published>2011-06-08T11:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T11:25:27.999-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1939'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mitchell Parish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glenn Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Moonlight Serenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAJZYeLDoQI/Te-TRCpnQtI/AAAAAAAAMjE/ocMQqM0v_nM/s1600/Glenn-Miller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAJZYeLDoQI/Te-TRCpnQtI/AAAAAAAAMjE/ocMQqM0v_nM/s200/Glenn-Miller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615869181332767442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Glenn Miller &amp;amp; Mitchell Parish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1939&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the all-time great signature tunes of the Big Band era. It was composed by Miller for his world-famous orchestra, and became one of five Top 20 Billboard hits the band would have in 1939. Originally, it was the B-side of a record called "Sunrise Serenade", but became such a huge hit on its own that it quickly became Miller's theme song. With it's classic Miller-style clarinet-saxophone lead, it perfectly sums up the sweet "Miller sound". Parish would later add lyrics to what was previously an instrumental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand at your gate.&lt;br /&gt;And the song that I sing is of moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;I stand and I wait&lt;br /&gt;For the touch of your hand in the June night.&lt;br /&gt;The roses are sighing a moonlight serenade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars are aglow.&lt;br /&gt;And tonight how their light sets me dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;My love, do you know&lt;br /&gt;That your eyes are like stars brightly beaming?&lt;br /&gt;I bring you, and I sing you a moonlight serenade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us stray 'til break of day&lt;br /&gt;In love's valley of dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I, a summer sky,&lt;br /&gt;A heavenly breeze, kissin' the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't let me wait.&lt;br /&gt;Come to me tenderly in the June night.&lt;br /&gt;I stand at your gate&lt;br /&gt;And I sing you a song in the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;A love song, my darling, a moonlight serenade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69231358/Moonlight+Serenade%E2%80%93Carly+Simon"&gt;Carly Simon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santo &amp;amp; Johnny&lt;br /&gt;Count Basie&lt;br /&gt;Gene Krupa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BHBvksGdhxA" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-1935179630495325496?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1935179630495325496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=1935179630495325496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1935179630495325496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1935179630495325496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/moonlight-serenade.html' title='Moonlight Serenade'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAJZYeLDoQI/Te-TRCpnQtI/AAAAAAAAMjE/ocMQqM0v_nM/s72-c/Glenn-Miller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5695587149113727175</id><published>2011-06-07T14:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:44:49.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Magoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nat King Cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1933'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harold Arlen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E.Y. &quot;Yip&quot; Harburg'/><title type='text'>It's Only a Paper Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sZAROokW2I/Te5wk3VptlI/AAAAAAAAMiU/0MNDptUzCEk/s1600/paper%2Bmoon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sZAROokW2I/Te5wk3VptlI/AAAAAAAAMiU/0MNDptUzCEk/s200/paper%2Bmoon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615549564009952850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Harold Arlen, E.Y. "Yip" Harburg &amp;amp; Billy Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1933&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Initially written for the 1933 Broadway flop The Great Magoo, this Arlen/Harburg gem was included in the film Take a Chance later that same year. It also received its first recording courtesy of the Paul Whiteman orchestra. It didn't really pick up steam until the World War II years, when it became a standard thanks to versions by Ella Fitzgerald and Nat Cole. It has become a jazz improvisation favorite, and was notably included in Tennessee Williams' A Streetcar Named Desire. A light and airy tune with a lovely, whimsical lyric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only a paper moon&lt;br /&gt;hanging over a cardboard sea,&lt;br /&gt;But it wouldn't be make believe&lt;br /&gt;If you believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only a canvas sky&lt;br /&gt;sailing over a muslin tree,&lt;br /&gt;But it wouldn't be make believe&lt;br /&gt;If you believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without your love,&lt;br /&gt;It's a honky-tonk parade.&lt;br /&gt;Without your love,&lt;br /&gt;It's a melody played in a penny arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Barnum and Bailey world,&lt;br /&gt;Just as phony as it can be,&lt;br /&gt;But it wouldn't be make believe&lt;br /&gt;If you believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69193719/It%27s+Only+A+Paper+Moon%E2%80%93The+King+Cole+Trio"&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Tony Bennett&lt;br /&gt;Coleman Hawkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5695587149113727175?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5695587149113727175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5695587149113727175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5695587149113727175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5695587149113727175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-only-paper-moon.html' title='It&apos;s Only a Paper Moon'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sZAROokW2I/Te5wk3VptlI/AAAAAAAAMiU/0MNDptUzCEk/s72-c/paper%2Bmoon2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5666247586887633718</id><published>2011-06-06T10:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:44:17.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irving Berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginger Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top Hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1935'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Astaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>No Strings (I'm Fancy Free)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ynQX8swKlVc/Tezz_cbfEcI/AAAAAAAAMfw/p5PiKCZ_BB4/s1600/238193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 161px; float: right; height: 200px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615131106712949186" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ynQX8swKlVc/Tezz_cbfEcI/AAAAAAAAMfw/p5PiKCZ_BB4/s200/238193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Irving Berlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1935&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was there ever a greater working agreement in pop music than that between Berlin and Fred Astaire? Here we have another 3-minute masterpiece written by Berlin for Astaire and Ginger Rogers, to be used in their 1935 film Top Hat (the best Astaire/Rogers teamup, for my money). Filled with Berlin compositions, Top Hat is a thrill from beginning to end, and this joyous tune is without a doubt one of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every morning with a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;Everything in it's place as it should be&lt;br /&gt;I start out every morning just as free as the breeze&lt;br /&gt;My cares upon the shelf&lt;br /&gt;Because I find myself with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No strings and no connections&lt;br /&gt;No ties to my affections&lt;br /&gt;I'm fancy free and free for anything fancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dates that can't be broken&lt;br /&gt;No words that can't be spoken&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I am feeling romancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a robin upon a tree&lt;br /&gt;Like a sailor that goes to sea&lt;br /&gt;Like an unwritten melody&lt;br /&gt;I'm free, that's me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bring on the big attraction&lt;br /&gt;My decks are cleared for action&lt;br /&gt;I'm fancy free and free for anything fancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HCoXVmNxSIM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Fred Astaire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Peter Mintun&lt;br /&gt;Ginger Rogers&lt;br /&gt;Peter Skellern&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5666247586887633718?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5666247586887633718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5666247586887633718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5666247586887633718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5666247586887633718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-strings-im-fancy-free.html' title='No Strings (I&apos;m Fancy Free)'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ynQX8swKlVc/Tezz_cbfEcI/AAAAAAAAMfw/p5PiKCZ_BB4/s72-c/238193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5630904768565296162</id><published>2011-06-05T11:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T11:34:49.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Rodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lorenz Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1936'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodgers and Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On Your Toes'/><title type='text'>Glad to Be Unhappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joTQaOG7FOk/TeuhA6HFKjI/AAAAAAAAMfo/y-kJeM_wKqg/s1600/519S4-MWr5L._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joTQaOG7FOk/TeuhA6HFKjI/AAAAAAAAMfo/y-kJeM_wKqg/s200/519S4-MWr5L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614758397418482226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;By Richard Rodgers &amp;amp; Lorenz Hart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;1936&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example of a song which was not an instant hit, but rather took off decades later. It was originally composed for Rodgers and Hart's stage production On Your Toes, in which it was introduced by Doris Carson &amp;amp; David Morris. But it was not recorded very often at all until the 1950s, possibly having to do with a popular Broadway revival in 1954. Sinatra recorded it immediately after on his In the Wee Small Hours album, and the rest is history. A charming tune with one of the most enjoyable Rodgers and Hart verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at yourself,&lt;br /&gt;If you had a sense of humor you would laugh to beat the band.&lt;br /&gt;Look at yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Do you still believe the rumor that romance is simply grand?&lt;br /&gt;Since you took in on the chin,&lt;br /&gt;You have lost that toothpaste grin.&lt;br /&gt;Your mental state is all a-jumble,&lt;br /&gt;You sit at home and sadly mumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools rush in, so here I am,&lt;br /&gt;Very glad to be unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;I can't win, but here I am,&lt;br /&gt;More than glad to be unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unrequited love's a bore,&lt;br /&gt;And I've got it pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;But for someone you adore,&lt;br /&gt;It's a pleasure to be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a straying baby lamb&lt;br /&gt;With no mammy and no pappy,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so unhappy, but oh, so glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mamas &amp;amp; The Papas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/69105103/Billie+Holiday%E2%80%93Glad+to+be+Unhappy"&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena Horne&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Wilson&lt;br /&gt;Carmen McRae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5630904768565296162?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5630904768565296162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5630904768565296162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5630904768565296162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5630904768565296162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/glad-to-be-unhappy.html' title='Glad to Be Unhappy'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joTQaOG7FOk/TeuhA6HFKjI/AAAAAAAAMfo/y-kJeM_wKqg/s72-c/519S4-MWr5L._SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4980150387985017159</id><published>2011-06-01T16:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T16:59:54.695-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy Strayhorn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Mercer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1953'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duke Ellington'/><title type='text'>Satin Doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-661pYULm1Zw/Teamyb86BxI/AAAAAAAAMek/NCaWch4LV-Y/s1600/2010-07-12-johnnymercer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-661pYULm1Zw/Teamyb86BxI/AAAAAAAAMek/NCaWch4LV-Y/s200/2010-07-12-johnnymercer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613357370990790418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Duke Ellington, Billy Strayhorn &amp;amp; Johnny Mercer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1953&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A late standard known for its unusual chord progression, "Satin Doll" was already a big hit as an instrumental by &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/68941549/satin+doll%E2%80%93Duke+Ellington"&gt;Ellington &amp;amp; Strayhorn&lt;/a&gt; before Mercer ever added a lyric. In fact, the Mercer lyric is generally not considered one of his best, and Ella Fitzgerald notably recorded a scat version which didn't even make use of it. Still, the song remains popular in both versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cigarette holder,&lt;br /&gt;Which wigs me.&lt;br /&gt;Over her shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;She digs me.&lt;br /&gt;Out cattin'&lt;br /&gt;That satin doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, shall we go&lt;br /&gt;Out skippin'?&lt;br /&gt;Careful, amigo,&lt;br /&gt;You're flippin'&lt;br /&gt;Speaks Latin,&lt;br /&gt;That satin doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's nobody's fool,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm playin' it cool as can be.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it a whirl,&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't for no girl catchin' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telephone numbers,&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Doin' my rhumbas&lt;br /&gt;With uno,&lt;br /&gt;And that's my satin doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101 Strings&lt;br /&gt;The Gaylords&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Wilson&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4980150387985017159?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4980150387985017159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4980150387985017159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4980150387985017159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4980150387985017159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/06/satin-doll.html' title='Satin Doll'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-661pYULm1Zw/Teamyb86BxI/AAAAAAAAMek/NCaWch4LV-Y/s72-c/2010-07-12-johnnymercer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-7610823844832852658</id><published>2011-05-30T19:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T19:34:26.562-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry Stock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1944'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Cavanaugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dean Martin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russ Morgan'/><title type='text'>You're Nobody Till Somebody Loves You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v_kgwk0VWPw/TeQoeVEdhPI/AAAAAAAAMec/8MbUn0dTx-c/s1600/dean-martin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v_kgwk0VWPw/TeQoeVEdhPI/AAAAAAAAMec/8MbUn0dTx-c/s200/dean-martin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612655537127523570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Russ Morgan, Larry Stock &amp;amp; James Cavanaugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1944&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic of the lounge subgenre, originally recorded by co-writer Morgan. Of course, we now know it best of all due to the &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/68858777/You%27re+Nobody+%27Till+Somebody+Loves+You+lyrics%E2%80%93Dean+Martin"&gt;1965 Dean Martin recording&lt;/a&gt;, one of the biggest hits of Dino's career. There was also a very popular recording by The Mills Brothers. An infectiously happy and upbeat tune, perfect for a Memorial Day barbecue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're nobody 'til somebody loves you&lt;br /&gt;You're nobody 'til somebody cares.&lt;br /&gt;You may be king, you may possess the world and it's gold,&lt;br /&gt;But gold won't bring you happiness when you're growing old.&lt;br /&gt;The world still is the same, you never change it,&lt;br /&gt;As sure as the stars shine above;&lt;br /&gt;You're nobody 'til somebody loves you,&lt;br /&gt;So find yourself somebody to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world still is the same, you never change it,&lt;br /&gt;As sure as the stars shine above;&lt;br /&gt;You're nobody 'til somebody loves you,&lt;br /&gt;So find yourself somebody, find yourself somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Find yourself somebody to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;George Burns&lt;br /&gt;Cab Calloway&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Darrin&lt;br /&gt;Sammy Davis Jr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-7610823844832852658?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7610823844832852658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=7610823844832852658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7610823844832852658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7610823844832852658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/05/youre-nobody-till-somebody-loves-you.html' title='You&apos;re Nobody Till Somebody Loves You'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v_kgwk0VWPw/TeQoeVEdhPI/AAAAAAAAMec/8MbUn0dTx-c/s72-c/dean-martin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5500828446882683076</id><published>2011-04-27T11:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:43:17.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='By Jupiter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Rodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lorenz Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1942'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodgers and Hart'/><title type='text'>Ev'rything I've Got Belongs to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSQQ9kocBrc/Tbg35KCGJkI/AAAAAAAAMYE/56X6HU7ufVI/s1600/burns03-05-60hammerlock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px; float: right; height: 162px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600287591720429122" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSQQ9kocBrc/Tbg35KCGJkI/AAAAAAAAMYE/56X6HU7ufVI/s200/burns03-05-60hammerlock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Richard Rodgers &amp;amp; Lorenz Hart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1942&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the catchiest tunes to ever come out of the vaunted Rodgers/Hart collaboration, this one comes from the show By Jupiter, in which it was introduced by Ray Bolger (The Scarecrow from The Wizard of Oz) and Benay Venuta. This was the same show that also gave us, "&lt;a href="http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2008/11/wait-till-you-see-her.html"&gt;Wait Till You See Her&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have eyes for you to give you dirty looks.&lt;br /&gt;I have words that do not come from children's books.&lt;br /&gt;There's a trick with a knife I'm learning to do,&lt;br /&gt;And ev'rything I've got belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a powerful anesthesia in my fist,&lt;br /&gt;And the perfect wrist to give your neck a twist.&lt;br /&gt;There are hammerlock holds, I've mastered a few,&lt;br /&gt;And ev'rything I've got belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share for share, share alike,&lt;br /&gt;You get struck each time I strike.&lt;br /&gt;You for me- me for me-&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you plenty of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not yours for better but for worse,&lt;br /&gt;And I've learned to give the well-known witches' curse.&lt;br /&gt;I've a terrible tongue, a temper for two,&lt;br /&gt;And ev'rything I've got belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWwYnBZTJQA"&gt;Blossom Dearie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Monheit&lt;br /&gt;Ed Kuepper&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Byrd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5500828446882683076?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5500828446882683076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5500828446882683076&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5500828446882683076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5500828446882683076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/04/evrything-ive-got-belongs-to-you.html' title='Ev&apos;rything I&apos;ve Got Belongs to You'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jSQQ9kocBrc/Tbg35KCGJkI/AAAAAAAAMYE/56X6HU7ufVI/s72-c/burns03-05-60hammerlock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-1702972513523125004</id><published>2011-04-24T00:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:31:19.916-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irving Berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As Thousands Cheer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1933'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Easter Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sjoTtafVRsQ/TbOlbU5zupI/AAAAAAAAMX0/FjPLXDZifLs/s1600/easter-parade1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sjoTtafVRsQ/TbOlbU5zupI/AAAAAAAAMX0/FjPLXDZifLs/s200/easter-parade1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599000650637884050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Irving Berlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1933&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the same man who gave us the ultimate Christmas standard, Irving Berlin, came this tune--which has become the ultimate Easter standard. Originally written for the Broadway revue As Thousands Cheer, in which it was introduced by Marilyn Miller and Clifton Webb, it later gained even more notoriety thanks to being sung by Bing Crosby in the film Holiday Inn, and in 1948 an entire musical film was built around it, starring Fred Astaire and Judy Garland. A true holiday classic from one of America's most cherished composers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your Easter bonnet,&lt;br /&gt;With all the frills upon it,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the grandest lady in the Easter Parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be all in clover,&lt;br /&gt;And when they look you over,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the proudest fellow in the Easter Parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the avenue,&lt;br /&gt;Fifth Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;The photographers will snap us,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll find that you're in the rotogravure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I could write a sonnet&lt;br /&gt;About your Easter bonnet,&lt;br /&gt;And of the girl I'm taking to the Easter Parade.&lt;div  style="overflow: hidden; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Al Jolson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bing Crosby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fred Astaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy Lunceford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/67144363/Perry+Como%E2%80%93Easter+Parade"&gt;Perry Como&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q77wqDDUDsc" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-1702972513523125004?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1702972513523125004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=1702972513523125004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1702972513523125004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1702972513523125004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-parade.html' title='Easter Parade'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sjoTtafVRsQ/TbOlbU5zupI/AAAAAAAAMX0/FjPLXDZifLs/s72-c/easter-parade1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-2998842632106092406</id><published>2011-04-19T15:49:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T16:02:34.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1951'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Mercer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bing Crosby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Here Comes the Groom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoagy Carmichael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>In the Cool, Cool, Cool of the Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AINEUbuR0RA/Ta3nnjKEQ9I/AAAAAAAAMXc/m1z6Zb4buWY/s1600/1951-HereComes_the_Groom_wBingCrosby-scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597384578529772498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AINEUbuR0RA/Ta3nnjKEQ9I/AAAAAAAAMXc/m1z6Zb4buWY/s200/1951-HereComes_the_Groom_wBingCrosby-scan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;By Hoagy Carmichael &amp;amp; Johnny Mercer&lt;br /&gt;1951&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The formidable duo of Carmichael and Mercer teamed up to create this irresisibly jaunty tune--which won the Academy Award--for the film Here Comes the Groom. It was introduced in the movie by the two stars, the incomparable Bing Crosby and then-Mrs. Ronald Reagan, Jane Wyman. A fine merger of a Carmichael melody and Mercer lyric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In the cool, cool, cool of the evening&lt;br /&gt;Tell 'em I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;In the cool, cool, cool of the evening&lt;br /&gt;Save your pappy a chair&lt;br /&gt;When the party's getting a glow on&lt;br /&gt;And singin' fills the air&lt;br /&gt;In the shank of the night&lt;br /&gt;When the doin's are right&lt;br /&gt;Well you can tell em I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a barbecue&lt;br /&gt;I like to boil a ham&lt;br /&gt;And I vote for bola baste stew&lt;br /&gt;What's that?&lt;br /&gt;I like a weenie bake, steak and a layer cake&lt;br /&gt;And you'll get a tummy ache too&lt;br /&gt;We'll rent a tent or a teepee&lt;br /&gt;Let the town crier cry&lt;br /&gt;"All's well!"&lt;br /&gt;And if it's RSVP&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'll reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the cool, cool, cool of the evening&lt;br /&gt;Tell 'em we'll be there&lt;br /&gt;If you need a pair of freeloaders&lt;br /&gt;To fracture your affair&lt;br /&gt;I may even give them Pagliacci&lt;br /&gt;Now stand back and give him air&lt;br /&gt;If one can relax and we'll have a few yaks&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell them we'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oui," said the bumblebee&lt;br /&gt;"Let's have jubilee."&lt;br /&gt;"When?" said the prairie hen, "Soon?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure," said the dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;"Where?" said the grisly bear&lt;br /&gt;"Under the light of the moon."&lt;br /&gt;"How about your brother, jackass?"&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gaily cried&lt;br /&gt;"Are you coming to the fracas?"&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna blow it&lt;br /&gt;"And all the respects," he sighed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the cool, cool, cool of the evening&lt;br /&gt;Tell 'em I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;In the cool, cool, cool of the evening&lt;br /&gt;Stick 'em on my hair&lt;br /&gt;If perchance we look a bit peeked&lt;br /&gt;Remember se la guerre&lt;br /&gt;If we're still on our feet&lt;br /&gt;And there's something to eat&lt;br /&gt;Well you can tell them we'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the cool, cool, cool of the evening&lt;br /&gt;Tell 'em I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;In the cool, cool, cool of the evening&lt;br /&gt;Better save a chair&lt;br /&gt;When the party's getting a glow on&lt;br /&gt;And singin' fills the air&lt;br /&gt;If there's gas in my hack&lt;br /&gt;and my laundry is back&lt;br /&gt;If there's room for one more&lt;br /&gt;And you need me&lt;br /&gt;Why sure&lt;br /&gt;If you need a new face or a tenor or base&lt;br /&gt;If I can climb out of bed and put a head on my head&lt;br /&gt;Well you can tell 'em we'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Bette Midler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/66933122/In+the+cool+cool+cool+of+the+evening–Dean+Martin–17"&gt;Dean Martin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankie Laine &amp;amp; Jo Stafford&lt;br /&gt;Ray Conniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/puSgWX4DbZ4" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-2998842632106092406?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2998842632106092406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=2998842632106092406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2998842632106092406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2998842632106092406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-cool-cool-cool-of-evening.html' title='In the Cool, Cool, Cool of the Evening'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AINEUbuR0RA/Ta3nnjKEQ9I/AAAAAAAAMXc/m1z6Zb4buWY/s72-c/1951-HereComes_the_Groom_wBingCrosby-scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-8306582443627848323</id><published>2011-04-16T23:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T23:36:36.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tommy Dorsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classically inspired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack Elliott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sergei Rachmaninoff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don Marcotte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1941'/><title type='text'>I Think of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uoPncvfMepc/TapfKDJz2LI/AAAAAAAAMXU/zz25L2w67uM/s1600/rachmaninoff-bw.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uoPncvfMepc/TapfKDJz2LI/AAAAAAAAMXU/zz25L2w67uM/s200/rachmaninoff-bw.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596390113211046066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Jack Elliott, Don Marcotte &amp;amp; Sergei Rachmaninoff&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1941&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by the gorgeous melody from the first movement of Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 2 in C Minor, this tune was adapted by Elliott, with lyrics added by Marcotte. &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/66806017/Tommy+Dorsey+&amp;amp;+His+Orchestra+&amp;amp;+Frank+Sinatra%E2%80%93I+Think+Of+You"&gt;Tommy Dorsey's orchestra&lt;/a&gt; introduced it with a young Frank Sinatra on vocals, and Frank would later revisit the song on his 1957 album Where Are You? One of the finest examples of a classical piece being adapted into a pop song, with Rachmaninoff's lush original melody blending perfectly with the heartbreaking Marcotte lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hush of evening,&lt;br /&gt;As shadows steal across my lonely room,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From afar the music&lt;br /&gt;Of violins come softly through the gloom.&lt;br /&gt;All I can do,&lt;br /&gt;Is think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can see you standing there before me.&lt;br /&gt;And I can hear you whisper,&lt;br /&gt;"You adore me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when dusk is falling,&lt;br /&gt;I live again the loveliness we knew.&lt;br /&gt;I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Bailey&lt;br /&gt;Jane Powell&lt;br /&gt;Tierney Sutton&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Desmond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4Ud_wGMXRnQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-8306582443627848323?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8306582443627848323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=8306582443627848323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8306582443627848323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8306582443627848323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-think-of-you.html' title='I Think of You'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uoPncvfMepc/TapfKDJz2LI/AAAAAAAAMXU/zz25L2w67uM/s72-c/rachmaninoff-bw.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-2489534614838165735</id><published>2011-04-12T12:10:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T12:24:44.933-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jumbo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Rodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1935'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lorenz Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodgers and Hart'/><title type='text'>My Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuYsTs8JaBI/TaR6TZLXR_I/AAAAAAAAMUM/LCH64X6OnIA/s1600/doris-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594731110695651314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuYsTs8JaBI/TaR6TZLXR_I/AAAAAAAAMUM/LCH64X6OnIA/s200/doris-day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;By Richard Rodgers &amp;amp; Lorenz Hart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1935 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stirringly beautiful ballad by the incomparable Rodgers &amp;amp; Hart team, this one came from Jumbo, the very same show that also gave us "Little Girl Blue" and "The Most Beautiful Girl in the World." It was performed in the 1962 film version of the show by the one and only Doris Day, and also used in a memorable commercial for the Ralph Lauren fragrance, Romance. It has also come to be closely associated with theater organs of the kind traditionally seen in old-school movie palaces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My romance doesn't have to have a moon in the sky. &lt;br /&gt;My romance doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No month of may, no twinkling stars. &lt;br /&gt;No hide away, no softly guitars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My romance doesn't need a castle rising in Spain. &lt;br /&gt;Nor a dance to a constantly surprising refrain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wide awake I can make my most fantastic dreams come true. &lt;br /&gt;My romance doesn't need a thing but you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald &lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/66572165/My+Romance+By+Mel+Tormé"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel Torme &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary Clooney &lt;br /&gt;Art Blakey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cmJ4OitNlNI" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-2489534614838165735?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2489534614838165735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=2489534614838165735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2489534614838165735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2489534614838165735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-romance.html' title='My Romance'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OuYsTs8JaBI/TaR6TZLXR_I/AAAAAAAAMUM/LCH64X6OnIA/s72-c/doris-day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4854060948877333888</id><published>2011-03-27T03:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T03:59:16.600-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Gershwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B.G. De Sylva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George White&apos;s Scandals of 1922'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1922'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ira Gershwin'/><title type='text'>I'll Build a Stairway to Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0drn3tbFMk4/TY7sp6nMMpI/AAAAAAAAMSs/D33AQIhVhRU/s1600/GeorgeandIraGershwin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0drn3tbFMk4/TY7sp6nMMpI/AAAAAAAAMSs/D33AQIhVhRU/s200/GeorgeandIraGershwin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588664392465789586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin &amp;amp; B.G. De Slyva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1922&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boisterous, rollicking number from the Gershwins, with a little help from De Sylva, this tune was introduced in George White's Scandals of 1922, in which it was played the Paul Whiteman orchestra, conducted by future film music impresario Max Steiner. Whiteman made a recording of it soon after, helping turn the song into one of the most memorable jazz pieces of the era, as well as a Roaring '20s anthem. The song experienced new life recently thanks to its inclusion in the Martin Scorsese film, The Aviator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you preachers&lt;br /&gt;Who delight in panning the dancing teachers,&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you there are a lot of features&lt;br /&gt;Of the dance that carry you through&lt;br /&gt;The gates of Hea-ven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's madness&lt;br /&gt;To be always sitting around in sadness,&lt;br /&gt;When you could be learning the steps of gladness.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be happy when you can do&lt;br /&gt;Just six or seven;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin to day!&lt;br /&gt;You'll find it nice,&lt;br /&gt;The quickest way to paradise.&lt;br /&gt;When you practise,&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing to know,&lt;br /&gt;Simply say as you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll build a stairway to Paradise&lt;br /&gt;With a new step ev'ry day !&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get there at any price;&lt;br /&gt;Stand aside, I'm on my way !&lt;br /&gt;I've got the blues&lt;br /&gt;And up above it's so fair.&lt;br /&gt;Shoes ! Go on and carry me there !&lt;br /&gt;I'll build a stairway to Paradise&lt;br /&gt;With a new step ev'ry day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry new step&lt;br /&gt;Helps a bit ; but any old kind of two step,&lt;br /&gt;Does as well. It don't matter what step you step,&lt;br /&gt;If you work it into your soul&lt;br /&gt;You'll get to Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Get bu-sy ;&lt;br /&gt;Dance with Maud the countess, or just plain Lizzy:&lt;br /&gt;Dance until you're blue in the face and dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;When you've learn'd to dance in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;You're sure to win out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time you'll get Saint Vitus dance,&lt;br /&gt;Which beats the latest thing from France.&lt;br /&gt;Take no chances on this Paradise ;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rufus Wainwright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/65748800/Sarah+Vaughan%E2%80%93I%27ll+Build+a+Stairway+to+Paradise"&gt;Sarah Vaughan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Whiteman&lt;br /&gt;J.D. Sebastian &amp;amp; Dion&lt;br /&gt;Corrine Devries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0efKyfhUa9E" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4854060948877333888?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4854060948877333888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4854060948877333888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4854060948877333888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4854060948877333888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/03/ill-build-stairway-to-paradise.html' title='I&apos;ll Build a Stairway to Paradise'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0drn3tbFMk4/TY7sp6nMMpI/AAAAAAAAMSs/D33AQIhVhRU/s72-c/GeorgeandIraGershwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4681197352043923573</id><published>2011-03-20T00:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:42:17.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obituary'/><title type='text'>Danny Stiles 1923-2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vtPf_LhYp0/TYWFNdEIZ4I/AAAAAAAAMO8/cgVTpdMEugo/s1600/stiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vtPf_LhYp0/TYWFNdEIZ4I/AAAAAAAAMO8/cgVTpdMEugo/s320/stiles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586017379009718146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There aren't many left working who are continuing the tradition of the Great American Songbook on the radio, especially in the New York market--once a haven for traditional pop music dating back to the days of WNEW-AM. One who immediately comes to mind is the great Jonathan Schwartz, still broadcasting proudly on New York's WNYC NPR affiliate, as well as Sirius-XM satellite radio. The other was Danny Stiles--and sadly, we lost Mr. Stiles early last week. With him went a national treasure--a 65-year radio tradition that spanned the post-World War II days right up to the 21st century, bringing us all the cherished hits from the golden age of American popular music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny was 87 at the time of his death, and still broadcasting on New York's AM NPR affiliate, as well as streaming on the internet 24/7. The so-called Vicar of Vintage Vinyl, Danny Stiles on your radio dial, he was a comforting oasis of nostalgia and quality music in a sea of chaos and nonsense. He was one of those popular personalities that made the world a happier place simply by his existence--you always knew that no matter what was happening in the ever degrading world of recorded music, Danny Stiles was still on the air, and that was a good feeling. I'm sad to think that it will no longer be the case, ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj3M2TppaNI/TYWFeH9vqyI/AAAAAAAAMPE/LcYROt3JlLA/s1600/danny-stiles-old-headshot_storyslide_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj3M2TppaNI/TYWFeH9vqyI/AAAAAAAAMPE/LcYROt3JlLA/s320/danny-stiles-old-headshot_storyslide_image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586017665403562786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stiles considered himself something of a curator of 20th century musical history, with a collection of more than a quarter of a million records, mostly in the categories of swing and traditional pop, from which he drew for his weekly radio program. By the end of his career, he had been relegated to a god-awful late Saturday night time slot--but at least he was still out there, doing his thing, playing the music of Basie, Sinatra, Ellington, Holiday, Crosby, Goodman and so any others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Schwartz and others have pointed out, Stiles stuck to his guns and stayed true to his musical convictions, despite the insidious incursion of radio program directors that continued to rot his industry--and the musical tastes of a nation--from the inside out over the decades following the war. For that, and for the music he joyously brought into our lives, Danny Stiles is to be commended. He was a rare gift, and we shall not see the like of him again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4681197352043923573?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4681197352043923573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4681197352043923573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4681197352043923573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4681197352043923573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/03/danny-stiles-1923-2011.html' title='Danny Stiles 1923-2011'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vtPf_LhYp0/TYWFNdEIZ4I/AAAAAAAAMO8/cgVTpdMEugo/s72-c/stiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-7190902161594087508</id><published>2011-03-04T01:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T01:43:37.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1944'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-musical movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bing Crosby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jimmy Van Heusen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Going My Way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Burke'/><title type='text'>Swingin' on a Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35fON5DsRh0/TXCGxeIcvJI/AAAAAAAAMNE/i6LYXkjnZdE/s1600/goingmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580108122772257938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35fON5DsRh0/TXCGxeIcvJI/AAAAAAAAMNE/i6LYXkjnZdE/s200/goingmy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt; By Jimmy Van Heusen &amp;amp; Johnny Burke&lt;br /&gt;1944&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;An infectious classic composed specifically for Bing Crosby to sing in the 1944 film Going My Way, for which is won the Academy Award. The origin of the concept lay in a visit composer Van Heusen paid to Bing's house, during which the crooner rebuked his son comically for not wanting to go to school. Following Going My Way, Crosby would also have a huge hit with the song as a single recording. It would go on to become a truly beloved standard--specifically a favorite among children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to swing on a star?&lt;br /&gt;Carry moonbeams home in a jar?&lt;br /&gt;And be better off than you are?&lt;br /&gt;Or would rather be a mule?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mule is an animal with long, funny ears.&lt;br /&gt;He kicks up at anything he hears.&lt;br /&gt;His back is brawny, but his brain is weak,&lt;br /&gt;He's just plain stupid, with a stubborn streak.&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, if you hate to go to school,&lt;br /&gt;You may grow up to be a mule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would you like to swing on a star?&lt;br /&gt;Carry moonbeams home in a jar?&lt;br /&gt;And be better off than you are?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you rather be a pig?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pig is an animal with dirt on his face.&lt;br /&gt;His shoes are a terrible disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;He has no manners when he eats his food,&lt;br /&gt;He's fat and lazy, and extremely rude.&lt;br /&gt;So if you don't care a feather or a fig,&lt;br /&gt;You may grow up to be a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or would you like to swing on a star?&lt;br /&gt;Carry moonbeams home in a jar?&lt;br /&gt;And be better off than you are?&lt;br /&gt;Or would rather be a fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fish won't do anything but swim in a brook,&lt;br /&gt;He can't write his name or read a book.&lt;br /&gt;To fool the people is his only thought,&lt;br /&gt;And though he 's slippery, he still gets caught.&lt;br /&gt;But then, if that sort of life is what you wish,&lt;br /&gt;You may grow up to be a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo--&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you meet quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;So you see, it's all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;You could be better than you are--&lt;br /&gt;You could be swingin' on a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/64528572/Frank+Sinatra+Swinging+on+a+Star"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar Peterson&lt;br /&gt;Burl Ives&lt;br /&gt;Maria Muldaur&lt;br /&gt;Tony Bennett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iTUKHMlbYGA" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-7190902161594087508?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7190902161594087508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=7190902161594087508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7190902161594087508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7190902161594087508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/03/swingin-on-star.html' title='Swingin&apos; on a Star'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35fON5DsRh0/TXCGxeIcvJI/AAAAAAAAMNE/i6LYXkjnZdE/s72-c/goingmy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-1251817752636753198</id><published>2011-02-25T10:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T11:15:13.281-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kismet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Forrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1953'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Wright'/><title type='text'>Baubles, Bangles and Beads</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;By Robert Wright &amp;amp; George Forrest&lt;br /&gt;1953&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A beguiling song written for the musical Kismet, and based--as with all the songs in that show--on a melody by classical composer Alexander Borodin. In this case, it's Borodin's String Quartet in D (second theme of the 2nd movement). Originally written as a waltz, pop artists have changed the structure to a more rhythmic four-beat one. Jazz artists are particularly drawn to it for its unique melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Baubles, bangles,&lt;br /&gt;Hear how they jing, jing-a-ling-a,&lt;br /&gt;Baubles, bangles, bright, shiny beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkles, spangles,&lt;br /&gt;My heart will sing, sing-a-ling-a,&lt;br /&gt;Wearing baubles, bangles and beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll glitter and gleam so,&lt;br /&gt;Make somebody dream so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That someday he may buy me,&lt;br /&gt;A ring, ring-aling-a,&lt;br /&gt;I've heard that's where it leads,&lt;br /&gt;Wearing baubles and bangles and beads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peggy Lee&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Julie Andrews&lt;br /&gt;June Christy&lt;br /&gt;Deodato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/od9u3yRoj-0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-1251817752636753198?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1251817752636753198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=1251817752636753198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1251817752636753198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1251817752636753198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/02/baubles-bangles-and-beads.html' title='Baubles, Bangles and Beads'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/od9u3yRoj-0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3176108122420366712</id><published>2011-02-11T10:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T10:53:02.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Rodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lorenz Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1937'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodgers and Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babes in Arms'/><title type='text'>My Funny Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wX69nb9JC8s/TVVaf4HqwmI/AAAAAAAAMGk/eVSiF1ElVXw/s1600/FunnyValentine.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wX69nb9JC8s/TVVaf4HqwmI/AAAAAAAAMGk/eVSiF1ElVXw/s200/FunnyValentine.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572459617627849314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;By Richard Rodgers &amp;amp; Lorenz Hart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;1937&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the absolutely timeless Rodgers &amp;amp; Hart compositions, and a perfect example of how the best old standards expressed true, honest emotion without resorting to trite cliche. It was written for the show Babes in Arms, and introduced on stage by Mitzi Green. Accompanied by a lush and thoughtful Rodgers melody, Hart's lyric recounts a love for an individual who may not be perfect, but has captured the author's heart nevertheless. What a difference from contemporary culture's stress on perfection--and a perfect sentiment to keep in mind this Valentine's Day as you spend time with your own funny Valentine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My funny Valentine,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet comic Valentine,&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Your looks are laughable,&lt;br /&gt;Unphotographable,&lt;br /&gt;Yet you're my favorite work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your figure less than Greek?&lt;br /&gt;Is your mouth a little weak?&lt;br /&gt;When you open it to speak,&lt;br /&gt;Are you smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't change a hair for me,&lt;br /&gt;Not if you care for me,&lt;br /&gt;Stay, little Valentine, stay...&lt;br /&gt;Each day is Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/63343309/my+funny+valentine%E2%80%93Chet+baker%EF%BC%BBTrumpet%EF%BC%BD"&gt;Chet Baker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Vaughan&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Darrin&lt;br /&gt;Miles Davis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3176108122420366712?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3176108122420366712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3176108122420366712&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3176108122420366712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3176108122420366712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-funny-valentine.html' title='My Funny Valentine'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wX69nb9JC8s/TVVaf4HqwmI/AAAAAAAAMGk/eVSiF1ElVXw/s72-c/FunnyValentine.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-6072901967980322324</id><published>2011-01-27T00:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T00:51:51.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Creamer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1910s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1918'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turner Layton'/><title type='text'>After You've Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TUEG0TjyHfI/AAAAAAAAMDE/D5wXAY-jo_k/s1600/After_Youve_Gone_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TUEG0TjyHfI/AAAAAAAAMDE/D5wXAY-jo_k/s200/After_Youve_Gone_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566738110079966706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Turner Layton &amp;amp; Henry Creamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1918&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major hit of the World War I era, this tune would eventually become enormously popular with jazz musicians, due to the ease upon which it can be improvised. It was first recorded by Marion Harris, and would also be used as the theme song a BBC TV series of the same name. It remains one of the most familiar standards prior to the 1920s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now won't you listen dearie while I say,&lt;br /&gt;how could you tell me that you're goin' away?&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that we must part, don't break my aching heart&lt;br /&gt;You know I've loved you truly many years, loved you night and day&lt;br /&gt;How can you leave me, can't you see my tears?&lt;br /&gt;Listen while I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone, and left me crying&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone, there's no denying&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel blue, you'll feel sad&lt;br /&gt;You'll miss the dearest pal you've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll come a time, now don't forget it&lt;br /&gt;There'll come a time, when you'll regret it&lt;br /&gt;Some day, when you grow lonely&lt;br /&gt;You heart will break like mine and you'll want me only&lt;br /&gt;After you've gone, after you've gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I'm gone, after we break up&lt;br /&gt;After I'm gone, you're gonna wake up&lt;br /&gt;You will find, you were blind&lt;br /&gt;To let somebody come and change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the years, we've been together&lt;br /&gt;Their joy and tears all kinds of weather&lt;br /&gt;Someday, blue and downhearted&lt;br /&gt;You'll long to be with me right back where you started&lt;br /&gt;After I'm gone, after I'm gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Frankie Laine&lt;br /&gt;Bessie Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/62430566/after+you%27ve+gone%E2%80%93fiona+apple+cover+%28with+piano%29"&gt;Fiona Apple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Simone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-6072901967980322324?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6072901967980322324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=6072901967980322324&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6072901967980322324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6072901967980322324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/01/after-youve-gone.html' title='After You&apos;ve Gone'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TUEG0TjyHfI/AAAAAAAAMDE/D5wXAY-jo_k/s72-c/After_Youve_Gone_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3628532947861180717</id><published>2011-01-26T00:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T01:11:21.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irving Berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginger Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top Hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1935'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Astaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>Isn't This a Lovely Day (To Be Caught in the Rain)?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TT-44_IL9KI/AAAAAAAAMC8/Ie4-FbZFufM/s1600/top-hat-isnt-it-a-lovely-day.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TT-44_IL9KI/AAAAAAAAMC8/Ie4-FbZFufM/s200/top-hat-isnt-it-a-lovely-day.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566370953611179170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;By Irving Berlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;1935&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of several American pop classics to have been derived from the sublime Berlin cinematic musical Top Hat, this number was of course written for Fred Astaire, who sings it for Ginger Rogers in the film. Since then, it's gently lilting melody and warm, carefree lyric have made it an unquestioned standard, favored by purveyors of light/piano jazz in particular. The essence of Astaire and Rogers, from the best of their RKO days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is frightening,&lt;br /&gt;The thunder and lightning&lt;br /&gt;Seem to be having their way,&lt;br /&gt;But as far as I'm concerned,&lt;br /&gt;It's a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;The turn in the weather&lt;br /&gt;Will keep us together&lt;br /&gt;So I can honestly say&lt;br /&gt;That as far as I'm concerned,&lt;br /&gt;It's a lovely day and everythings ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this a lovely day to be caught in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;You were going on your way,&lt;br /&gt;Now you've got to remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as you were going,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me all at sea,&lt;br /&gt;The clouds broke, they broke,&lt;br /&gt;And oh what a break for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the sun up high,&lt;br /&gt;Though we're caught in a storm.&lt;br /&gt;I can see where you and I could be cozy and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain pitter patter,&lt;br /&gt;But it really doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;If the skies are grey.&lt;br /&gt;Long as I can be with you,&lt;br /&gt;It's a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Bennett&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Diana Krall&lt;br /&gt;Jeri Southern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/62371312/Isn%27t+This+A+Lovely+Day%E2%80%93Oscar+Peterson"&gt;Oscar Peterson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A8qRneq0Eo4" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3628532947861180717?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3628532947861180717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3628532947861180717&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3628532947861180717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3628532947861180717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/01/isnt-this-lovely-day-to-be-caught-in.html' title='Isn&apos;t This a Lovely Day (To Be Caught in the Rain)?'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TT-44_IL9KI/AAAAAAAAMC8/Ie4-FbZFufM/s72-c/top-hat-isnt-it-a-lovely-day.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3012413617289102954</id><published>2011-01-19T00:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T01:06:42.891-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jumbo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Rodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1935'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lorenz Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodgers and Hart'/><title type='text'>The Most Beautiful Girl in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TTZ9UPBVjCI/AAAAAAAAMB8/EZZelEdzyhM/s1600/BKHL313093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TTZ9UPBVjCI/AAAAAAAAMB8/EZZelEdzyhM/s400/BKHL313093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563772176245820450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Richard Rodgers &amp;amp; Lorenz Hart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1935&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classic songwriting duo of Rodgers &amp;amp; Hart originally composed this tune for their stage production, Jumbo, in which it was introduced by Donald Novis and Gloria Grafton. It is the epitome of the 1930s standard--a warm, poignant expression of loving awe from a man to a woman. As with all the best Rodgers &amp;amp; Hart compositions, the lilting Rodgers melody blends perfectly with the witty, layered Hart lyric. This is songwriting at its very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to spend the spring together&lt;br /&gt;Before we learned to walk;&lt;br /&gt;We used to laugh and sing together&lt;br /&gt;Before we learned how to talk.&lt;br /&gt;With no reason for the season,&lt;br /&gt;Spring would end as it would start.&lt;br /&gt;Now the season has a reason&lt;br /&gt;And there's springtime in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Picks my ties out,&lt;br /&gt;Eats my candy ,&lt;br /&gt;Drinks my brandy-&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful star in the world&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Garbo, isn't Dietrich,&lt;br /&gt;But the sweet trick&lt;br /&gt;Who can make me believe it's a beautiful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social-not a bit,&lt;br /&gt;Nat'ral kind of wit,&lt;br /&gt;She' d shine anywhere,&lt;br /&gt;And she hasn't got platinum hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful house in the world&lt;br /&gt;Has a mortgage-&lt;br /&gt;What do I care?&lt;br /&gt;It's goodbye care&lt;br /&gt;When my slippers are next to the ones that belong&lt;br /&gt;To the one and only beautiful girl in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/61948224/The+Most+Beautiful+Girl+In+The+World%E2%80%93Frank+Sinatra"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorsey Brothers Orchestra&lt;br /&gt;Sonny Rollins&lt;br /&gt;Les &amp;amp; Larry Elgart&lt;br /&gt;Percy Faith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3012413617289102954?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3012413617289102954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3012413617289102954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3012413617289102954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3012413617289102954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2011/01/most-beautiful-girl-in-world.html' title='The Most Beautiful Girl in the World'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TTZ9UPBVjCI/AAAAAAAAMB8/EZZelEdzyhM/s72-c/BKHL313093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3320552389769903851</id><published>2010-12-05T23:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:43:40.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isham Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gus Kahn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1924'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>I'll See You in My Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TPxoaVzWU9I/AAAAAAAALzg/OnZ2Cb2DVCU/s1600/220px-IshamJones1922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TPxoaVzWU9I/AAAAAAAALzg/OnZ2Cb2DVCU/s200/220px-IshamJones1922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547423642752013266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Isham Jones &amp;amp; Gus Khan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1924&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge hit of the mid 1920s, this beautiful love ballad has since become a standard, particularly for the guitar. This is usually credited to its later recording by the legendary &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/59386244/I%27ll+see+you+in+my+dreams%E2%80%93Django+Reinhardt"&gt;Django Reinhardt&lt;/a&gt;. It's title was used as the title of the biopic on Kahn's life. The song was introduced by Jones (pictured) and the Ray Miller Orchestra. It is a classic example of the sentimental yet deeply endearing tunes of the era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Someone took you right out of my arms&lt;br /&gt;Still I feel the thrill of your charms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lips that once were mine&lt;br /&gt;Tender eyes that shine&lt;br /&gt;They will light my way tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, someone took you right out of my arms&lt;br /&gt;Still I feel the thrill of your charms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lips that once were mine&lt;br /&gt;Tender eyes that shine&lt;br /&gt;They will light my way tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Durante&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Mario Lanza&lt;br /&gt;Tony Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKz6Wvfdxhg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKz6Wvfdxhg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3320552389769903851?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3320552389769903851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3320552389769903851&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3320552389769903851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3320552389769903851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/12/ill-see-you-in-my-dreams.html' title='I&apos;ll See You in My Dreams'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TPxoaVzWU9I/AAAAAAAALzg/OnZ2Cb2DVCU/s72-c/220px-IshamJones1922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-7377202987837709557</id><published>2010-11-23T00:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:13:26.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-musical movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1962'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nino Oliviero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riz Ortolani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norman Newell'/><title type='text'>More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TOtLwStRSgI/AAAAAAAALuY/5PcTHIPTDzg/s1600/mondo_cane_poster_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TOtLwStRSgI/AAAAAAAALuY/5PcTHIPTDzg/s200/mondo_cane_poster_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542607059437046274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Riz Ortolani, Nino Oliviero &amp;amp; Norman Newell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1962&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Academy-award winning song with a strange story. It started as an instrumental entitled "Ti Guardero nel Cuore", featured in the exploitation mockumentary Mondo Cane. Later, English lyrics were added by Newell, and the song became a highly popular new standard of the 1960s. Ortolani would later compose the eerily beautiful theme for Cannibal Holocaust, one of the most disturbing films ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than the greatest love the world has known,&lt;br /&gt;This is the love I give to you, alone.&lt;br /&gt;More than the simple words I try to say,&lt;br /&gt;I only live to love you more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than you'll ever know,&lt;br /&gt;My arms long to hold you so.&lt;br /&gt;My life will be in your keeping,&lt;br /&gt;Waking, sleeping, laughing, weeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longer than always is a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;But far beyond forever, you'll be mine.&lt;br /&gt;I know I never lived before,&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is very sure&lt;br /&gt;No one else could love you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;Martha &amp;amp; The Vandellas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/58610616/Della+Reese%E2%80%93More+%28Than+the+Greatest+Love%29"&gt;Della Reese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-7377202987837709557?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7377202987837709557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=7377202987837709557&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7377202987837709557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7377202987837709557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/11/more.html' title='More'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TOtLwStRSgI/AAAAAAAALuY/5PcTHIPTDzg/s72-c/mondo_cane_poster_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-6321965710085233499</id><published>2010-11-10T21:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:38:33.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginger Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerome Kern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dorothy Fields'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1936'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Astaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swing Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>A Fine Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TNtVgLQ7R0I/AAAAAAAALqw/xw-zW3OLqlU/s1600/swing-time-36-1-rogers-astaire-f201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TNtVgLQ7R0I/AAAAAAAALqw/xw-zW3OLqlU/s200/swing-time-36-1-rogers-astaire-f201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538114178050115394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Jerome Kern &amp;amp; Dorothy Fields&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1936&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An absolutely iconic standard if ever there was one, introduced as so many of them were, by the immortal Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. It was given to them by the legendary Kern/Fields songwriting team for their film Swing Time, and remains a high benchmark of musical grace and lyrical sophistication. You know how people say, they don't write them like this anymore? Well... they don't write them like this anymore. An infectious classic that epitomizes the precocious side of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fine romance with no kisses,&lt;br /&gt;A fine romance, my friend, this is.&lt;br /&gt;We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes,&lt;br /&gt;But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fine romance, you won't nestle.&lt;br /&gt;A fine romance, you won't even wrestle.&lt;br /&gt;You've never mussed the crease in my blue serge pants,&lt;br /&gt;You never take a chance, this is a fine romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fine romance, my good fellow.&lt;br /&gt;You take romance, I'll take Jello.&lt;br /&gt;You're calmer than the seals in the Arctic Ocean,&lt;br /&gt;At least they flap their fins to express emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fine romance, my dear Duchess,&lt;br /&gt;Two old fogies, we really need crutches.&lt;br /&gt;You're just as hard to land as the Ile de France!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got a chance, this is a fine romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fine romance, my good woman,&lt;br /&gt;My strong, aged-in-the-wood woman.&lt;br /&gt;You never give those orchids I send a glance,&lt;br /&gt;They're just like cactus plants,&lt;br /&gt;This is a fine romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/57856241/Billie+Holliday%E2%80%93A+Fine+Romance"&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald &amp;amp; Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Judi Dench&lt;br /&gt;Lena Horne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="305" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeJyEnfTr8o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeJyEnfTr8o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="305" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-6321965710085233499?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6321965710085233499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=6321965710085233499&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6321965710085233499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6321965710085233499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/11/fine-romance.html' title='A Fine Romance'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TNtVgLQ7R0I/AAAAAAAALqw/xw-zW3OLqlU/s72-c/swing-time-36-1-rogers-astaire-f201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5757196868842515269</id><published>2010-10-30T00:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:34:52.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Warren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orchestra Wives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glenn Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1941'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etta James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mack Gordon'/><title type='text'>At Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TMuejzcf6bI/AAAAAAAALms/4z7hLJovrmU/s1600/200px-Etta_James_At_La.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TMuejzcf6bI/AAAAAAAALms/4z7hLJovrmU/s200/200px-Etta_James_At_La.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533690905097136562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;By Mack Gordon &amp;amp; Harry Warren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1941&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A standard introduced by the Glenn Miller orchestra in the film Orchestra Wives, and later that same year on record as well, At Last is a gorgeous number that experienced a total rebirth a generation later, when it was literally reinvented by the eminent soul singer Etta James. Aided by a masterful arrangement, &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/57145577/Etta+James%E2%80%93At+Last"&gt;Etta's sublime recording&lt;/a&gt; is one of the most well-known of all time, and has ensured that this one-of-a-kind composition will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last,&lt;br /&gt;My love has come along,&lt;br /&gt;My lonely days are over,&lt;br /&gt;And life is like a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last,&lt;br /&gt;The skies above are blue,&lt;br /&gt;My heart was wrapped in clover&lt;br /&gt;The night I looked at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a dream that I could speak to,&lt;br /&gt;A dream that I could call my own.&lt;br /&gt;I found a thrill to rest my cheek to,&lt;br /&gt;A thrill that I have never known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smiled,&lt;br /&gt;And then the spell was cast,&lt;br /&gt;And here we are in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;For you are mine at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn Miller&lt;br /&gt;Etta James&lt;br /&gt;Ray Anthony&lt;br /&gt;Chet Baker&lt;br /&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J9LJUCPZojM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J9LJUCPZojM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5757196868842515269?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5757196868842515269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5757196868842515269&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5757196868842515269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5757196868842515269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/10/at-last.html' title='At Last'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TMuejzcf6bI/AAAAAAAALms/4z7hLJovrmU/s72-c/200px-Etta_James_At_La.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-1602158107741556581</id><published>2010-10-26T00:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T09:09:37.610-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Mercer'/><title type='text'>Too Marvelous for Words: The Genius of Johnny Mercer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was originally run earlier this month at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://iamemmamusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emma's Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, the blog of recording artist Emma Wallace. I wanted to share it with my Standard of the Day readers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8e_tmQPgQg/TKfSNrDHmlI/AAAAAAAAAlE/COchsfhWGsc/s1600/478px-johnny_mercer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8e_tmQPgQg/TKfSNrDHmlI/AAAAAAAAAlE/COchsfhWGsc/s400/478px-johnny_mercer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523614600329140818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Set ‘em up Joe…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I’ve got a little story I think you should know…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 14px Times; min-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In  1941, the father of Johnny Mercer, one of America’s finest songwriters  of all time, lay dying, the money accrued during his many years as a  prominent Savannah, Georgia attorney and real estate developer depleted  on medical bills. It was Johnny who supported his father as the end  neared, using the vast fortune he had acquired in the career his father  had so fervently disapproved of just a dozen or so years prior. Because  Johnny was independent enough to refuse his father’s demands that he  continue in the family business, he was able to provide his father with  the care he so desperately needed as death approached. And he was able  to provide the nation, and the world, with a musical gift that will  never die.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Last  year, the man who may very well have been the finest popular lyricist  who ever lived, was celebrated for the centennial anniversary of his  birth; an event that occurred in the American south—a land whose  traditions and culture shaped the art he would later create.  The Johnny  Mercer Centennial allowed for a very welcome rediscovery of the work of  this great man, brilliant composer and all-around unique American  personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When we met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I felt my life begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So open up your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And let this fool rush in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 14px Times; min-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As  with many of the great songbook composers, Mercer brought something  very special to the table. Whereas Cole Porter was known for his genteel  sophistication; Irving Berlin for the Jewish-American experience  through which his music was filtered; Jerome Kern for the influence of  European musical theatre, and so forth; Mercer was perhaps the most  distinctly American of them all. He brought a folksy, breezy, down-home  sensibility that was a breath of fresh air and a never-ending source of  delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;More  than the rest, his music was influenced by the “race music” of his  youth, the hot jazz and blues that was becoming all the rage in the  1920s, his formative years. The Great American Songbook tradition has  often been called the last gasp of the European art music tradition, and  this is certainly true; but in Mercer’s case, perhaps more than anyone  else’s, there was a very American, folk music flavor that permeated the  music and lyrics—a precursor to the kind of influence that would later  give rise to rock ‘n roll and other genres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8e_tmQPgQg/TKfS6yy5keI/AAAAAAAAAlU/xMqf1rKUKQo/s1600/johnnymercer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8e_tmQPgQg/TKfS6yy5keI/AAAAAAAAAlU/xMqf1rKUKQo/s400/johnnymercer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523615375502709218" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 253px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then I kiss your lips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And the pounding becomes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The ocean’s roar; a thousand drums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Can’t you see that it’s love? Can there be any doubt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When here it is, day in, day out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 14px Times; min-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But  make no mistake about it—the songs of Johnny Mercer were no mere  folk/pop baubles, but rather, powerful, deeply moving and heartwarming  pieces of work that resonate to this day, and epitomize what the term  “pop standard” means. A competent tunesmith, he was even better known  for his sublime lyrics, as much inspired by his upbringing as by his  immersion in literature and poetry during his school years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A  Johnny Mercer lyric is a thing of beauty like very few things in this  life are. For many, the brilliance of what he did derived from the  graceful structure he employed, introducing a simple, poignant concept,  developing it, and then cleverly bringing it full circle to a conclusion  that was always sure to floor the listener. Often combining his lyrical  talents with songwriters like Harold Arlen, Henry Mancini and Hoagy  Carmichael, he could always be relied upon to deliver something that was  about as far from clichéd, hackneyed or insincere as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8e_tmQPgQg/TKfSfVPCIqI/AAAAAAAAAlM/vXj7pHMQeHY/s400/21mercer.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523614903711179426" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 258px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Things never are as bad as they seem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So dream, dream, dream…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 14px Times; min-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Composing  for stage, screen, and the Tin Pan Alley publishing machine, he churned  out classic after classic: “One for My Baby,” the consummate saloon  song, composed for Fred Astaire but immortalized by Frank Sinatra. “That  Old Black Magic,” an infectious gem of insistent beauty. “Goody,  Goody,” that playful anthem of petty retribution. “Come Rain or Come  Shine,” a later ode to obsessive adoration, allegedly inspired by his  legendary love affair with Judy Garland. “Blues in the Night,” perhaps  his most successful tune, and one directly inspired by the music of his  youth. “I Remember You,” whose heartbreaking lyric distills the pure  melancholy of love into verbal form. The brooding, vindictive “I Wanna  Be Around.” “Jeepers Creepers”; “You Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby”;  “Day In, Day Out”; “Fools Rush In”; “I’m Old-Fashioned”; “Laura”. The  list of unforgettable masterpieces goes on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On  four different occasions, his work in movies was recognized with an  Oscar for Best Original Song, back when that award actually meant  something important. “On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe” in 1946  and “In the Cool, Cool, Cool of the Evening” in 1951, followed by two of  his later and most well-remembered hits, “Moon River” from 1961’s  Breakfast at Tiffany’s and “Days of Wine and Roses” the following year.  Those last two proved the staying power of this musical juggernaut,  lasting well into the era when rock and be-bop had begun to erode  interest in the songbook tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8e_tmQPgQg/TKfTZVQZq8I/AAAAAAAAAlk/KSqNWrHe9oI/s400/539w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523615900149328834" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Days may be cloudy or sunny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We’re in or we’re out of the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But I’m with you always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I’m with you, come rain or shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 14px Times; min-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Unlike  many songwriters, who either lacked the ability or the outgoing  personality, Mercer was also able to distinguish himself as a popular  singer, both of his own songs and those of others. From the 1930s  through the 1950s, he was a common fixture on radio and record, even  dueting with the likes of Sinatra and Billie Holiday. Given his  larger-than-life image and general enthusiasm, it was easy to see why  this would be so. It wasn’t so much that his singing matched his  songwriting ability; it didn’t. Rather, Mercer was an irresistible  force, whose passion for what he did was evident to all that heard it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The  Great American Songbook has given us many fine lyricists: Ira Gershwin,  Cole Porter, E.Y. Harburg, Lorenz Hart… And yet, in the opinion of this  writer—and many others—Mercer surpassed them all. The man had an ear  for music, make no mistake about it; but when all is said and done, it  is the words he gave us, the thoughts and feelings he expressed  alongside those aching melodies, for which he will always be best  remembered. Clever, frank, mischievous, wistful and morose—Johnny Mercer  was all of these things. His art remains as a testament to all that.  And all those who listen are better for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font: 12px Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8e_tmQPgQg/TKfTDWzYphI/AAAAAAAAAlc/fXrajrltvSA/s400/mercer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523615522607375890" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 276px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When my life is through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And the angels ask me to recall the thrill of them all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then I shall tell them, I remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 14.4px; font: 14px Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;* I'd like to thank the official &lt;a href="http://www.johnnymercercentennial.com"&gt;Johnny Mercer Centennial&lt;/a&gt; committee for recognizing this piece. It truly is an honor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-1602158107741556581?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1602158107741556581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=1602158107741556581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1602158107741556581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1602158107741556581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-marvelous-for-words-genius-of.html' title='Too Marvelous for Words: The Genius of Johnny Mercer'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q8e_tmQPgQg/TKfSNrDHmlI/AAAAAAAAAlE/COchsfhWGsc/s72-c/478px-johnny_mercer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-2447460388787882182</id><published>2010-10-14T23:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T00:02:32.596-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stan Rhodes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbara Belle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louis Prima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anita Leonard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1946'/><title type='text'>A Sunday Kind of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TLfQh4So0BI/AAAAAAAALcc/Ydbx0eHeW9Y/s1600/arthur-leipzig-of-louis-prima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TLfQh4So0BI/AAAAAAAALcc/Ydbx0eHeW9Y/s200/arthur-leipzig-of-louis-prima.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528116348085391378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Barbara Belle, Anita Leonard, Stan Rhodes &amp;amp; Louis Prima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1946&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major hit of the latter years of the Big Band era, this song was the collaboration of several different composers, including bandleader, vocalist and all-around pop culture icon Louis Prima (also responsible for such songs as "Sing, Sing, Sing"). It was introduced by the Claude Thornhill orchestra, with vocalist Fran Warren. It has proven to be a very resilient standard, surviving the classic pop era and continuing to be recorded into the 1970s, 1980s, 1990s and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a Sunday kind of love,&lt;br /&gt;A love to last past Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;I want a Sunday kind of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a love that's on the square,&lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to find somebody to care.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on a lonely road that leads to nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;I want a Sunday kind of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do my Sunday dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;And all my Sunday scheming,&lt;br /&gt;Every minute, every hour, every day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to discover&lt;br /&gt;A certain kind of lover&lt;br /&gt;Who will show me the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms need someone to enfold,&lt;br /&gt;To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesday grow cold.&lt;br /&gt;Love for all my life, to have and to hold.&lt;br /&gt;I want a Sunday kind of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etta James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/56149904/Jo+Stafford%E2%80%93%27A+Sunday+Kind+of+Love%27"&gt;Jo Stafford&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Frankie Laine&lt;br /&gt;Dinah Washington&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-2447460388787882182?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2447460388787882182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=2447460388787882182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2447460388787882182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2447460388787882182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunday-kind-of-love.html' title='A Sunday Kind of Love'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TLfQh4So0BI/AAAAAAAALcc/Ydbx0eHeW9Y/s72-c/arthur-leipzig-of-louis-prima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-2208875116557232898</id><published>2010-10-11T00:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:37:36.444-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Wonderful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerry Bock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George David Weiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1956'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sammy Davis Jr.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry Holofcener'/><title type='text'>Too Close for Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TLKS5C8iqCI/AAAAAAAALbE/Zo29kM3gIQs/s1600/26823473.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TLKS5C8iqCI/AAAAAAAALbE/Zo29kM3gIQs/s200/26823473.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526641201478019106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Jerry Bock, George David Weiss &amp;amp; Larry Holofcener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1956&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major hit from the 1956 Broadway musical Mr. Wonderful starring &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/55881391/Sammy+Davis+Jr.%E2%80%93Too+Close+For+Comfort"&gt;Sammy Davis Jr.&lt;/a&gt;, this song was one of the 1950s most popular standards. In the original show, it was introduced by Charlie Welch, but it was Eydie Gorme who recorded the version that became a huge hit the same year as the show. It would immediately become one of the most recorded traditional pop songs of its era, and one of the last such songs to become such a big hit prior to the rock and roll takeover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be wise, be smart, behave, my heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't upset your cart when she's so close&lt;br /&gt;Be soft, be sweet, but be discreet&lt;br /&gt;Don't go off your feet, she's to close for comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too close, too close for comfort, please and not again&lt;br /&gt;Too close, too close to know just when to say "when"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be firm, be fair, be sure, beware&lt;br /&gt;On your guard, take care, while there's such temptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing leads to another&lt;br /&gt;Too late to run for cover&lt;br /&gt;She's much too close for comfort now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Cole&lt;br /&gt;Mel Torme&lt;br /&gt;Art Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Herbie Nichols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-2208875116557232898?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2208875116557232898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=2208875116557232898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2208875116557232898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2208875116557232898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-close-for-comfort.html' title='Too Close for Comfort'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TLKS5C8iqCI/AAAAAAAALbE/Zo29kM3gIQs/s72-c/26823473.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3584184395509517041</id><published>2010-10-05T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:08:34.970-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1937'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Howard Dietz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Between the Devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arthur Schwartz'/><title type='text'>I See Your Face Before Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TKv0WVyGh1I/AAAAAAAALYg/Qw9OvmXVoGU/s1600/220px-Arthur_Schwartz_by_Van_Vechten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TKv0WVyGh1I/AAAAAAAALYg/Qw9OvmXVoGU/s200/220px-Arthur_Schwartz_by_Van_Vechten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524778032541632338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Arthur Schwartz &amp;amp; Howard Dietz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1937&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the sublime pairing of Schwartz and Dietz came this breezily melodic chestnut, introduced in the stage musical Between the Devil by Jack Buchanan, Evelyn Laye and Adele Dixon. The composer's son, renowned radio personality Jonathan Schwartz, recalled in his memoir, All in Good Time, that his parents were particularly fond of singing him this song as a lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your face before me,&lt;br /&gt;Crowding my every dream.&lt;br /&gt;There is your face before me,&lt;br /&gt;You are my only theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter where you are,&lt;br /&gt;I can see how fair you are.&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and there you are,&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could share the magic,&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me, too,&lt;br /&gt;There would be nothing tragic&lt;br /&gt;In all my dreams of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would that my love could haunt you so,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I want you so.&lt;br /&gt;I can't erase,&lt;br /&gt;Your beautiful face before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/55545362/I+See+Your+Face+Before+Me%E2%80%93Johnny+Hartman"&gt;Johnny Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Brubeck&lt;br /&gt;Mildred Bailey&lt;br /&gt;Sonny Rollins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3584184395509517041?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3584184395509517041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3584184395509517041&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3584184395509517041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3584184395509517041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-see-your-face-before-me.html' title='I See Your Face Before Me'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TKv0WVyGh1I/AAAAAAAALYg/Qw9OvmXVoGU/s72-c/220px-Arthur_Schwartz_by_Van_Vechten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5699284587644227865</id><published>2010-09-27T01:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T02:21:37.721-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ragtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1910s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gus Kahn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egbert Van Alstyne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1916'/><title type='text'>Pretty Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TKA0XRVN4TI/AAAAAAAALV0/Fl50R3nbGhI/s1600/42-20041966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TKA0XRVN4TI/AAAAAAAALV0/Fl50R3nbGhI/s200/42-20041966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521470717550256434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Tony Jackson, Gus Kahn &amp;amp; Egbert Van Alstyne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1916&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gem of a tune from the height of the ragtime era, this song originated in Jackson's stage repertoire as early as 1912. It was rumored to have actually been written as a tribute to a male lover, certainly a rarity for a pop song of the time. Later, when the song was published, Tin Pan Alley stalwarts Kahn and Van Alstyne made some alterations, including a bridge and less risque lyrics. Among American standards, it is one of those most strongly associated with the World War I/Ragtime years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask me why I'm always teasing you,&lt;br /&gt;You hate to have me call you Pretty Baby;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought that I was pleasing you,&lt;br /&gt;For you're just a baby to me.&lt;br /&gt;Your cunning little dimples and your baby stare,&lt;br /&gt;Your baby talk and baby walk and curly hair;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby smile makes life worth while,&lt;br /&gt;You're just as sweet as you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother says you were the cutest kid;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, dearie, that I'm wild about you,&lt;br /&gt;And all the cunning things you said and did.&lt;br /&gt;Why, I love to fondly recall,&lt;br /&gt;Ann just like Peter Pan, it seems you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;The same sweet, cunning, Little Baby dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;And that is why I'm sure that I will always love you best of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves a baby that's why I'm in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Baby, Pretty Baby;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd to be your sister, brother, dad and mother too,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Baby, Pretty Baby.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you come and let me rock you in my cradle of love,&lt;br /&gt;And we'll cuddle all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I want a Lovin' Baby and it might as well be you,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Baby of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Jolson&lt;br /&gt;Leon Redbone&lt;br /&gt;Dean Martin&lt;br /&gt;Bing Crosby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/54944032/Billy+Murray%E2%80%93Pretty+Baby+%281916%29+b"&gt;Billy Murray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bhqxFyDlYFc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bhqxFyDlYFc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5699284587644227865?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5699284587644227865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5699284587644227865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5699284587644227865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5699284587644227865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/09/pretty-baby.html' title='Pretty Baby'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TKA0XRVN4TI/AAAAAAAALV0/Fl50R3nbGhI/s72-c/42-20041966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5958571223679323259</id><published>2010-09-24T16:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T16:23:37.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carl Sigman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Maxwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1953'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic Damone'/><title type='text'>Ebb Tide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJ0FRAwVoHI/AAAAAAAALTw/Xd08OMGsvwc/s1600/WillardLeroyMetcalf-EbbingTideVersionTwo.jpg.thumb_275x248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJ0FRAwVoHI/AAAAAAAALTw/Xd08OMGsvwc/s200/WillardLeroyMetcalf-EbbingTideVersionTwo.jpg.thumb_275x248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520574508044755058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Robert Maxwell &amp;amp; Carl Sigman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1953&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A late-era standard, this was a hit song composed during a time of big, bombastic and lush pop songs. It's certainly one of the best examples, and has even been co-opted by lots of rock-influenced vocal groups. The Frank Chacksfield orchestra introduced it, and it became a major hit mere months later for Vic Damone. Both Maxwell's melody and Sigman's gorgeous lyric combine to give the real effect of an ocean tide rushing in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the tide rushes in,&lt;br /&gt;Plants a kiss on the shore,&lt;br /&gt;Then rolls out to sea,&lt;br /&gt;And the sea is very still once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rush to your side,&lt;br /&gt;Like the oncoming tide,&lt;br /&gt;With one burning thought,&lt;br /&gt;Will your arms open wide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last we're face to face,&lt;br /&gt;And as we kiss through an embrace,&lt;br /&gt;I can tell, I can feel,&lt;br /&gt;You are love, your are real,&lt;br /&gt;Really mine in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;In the dark, in the sun,&lt;br /&gt;Like the tide at its ebb,&lt;br /&gt;I'm at peace in the web of your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/54777003/The+Righteous+Brothers%E2%80%93Ebb+Tide"&gt;The Righteous Brothers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Colonna&lt;br /&gt;Santo &amp;amp; Johnny&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5958571223679323259?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5958571223679323259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5958571223679323259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5958571223679323259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5958571223679323259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/09/ebb-tide.html' title='Ebb Tide'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJ0FRAwVoHI/AAAAAAAALTw/Xd08OMGsvwc/s72-c/WillardLeroyMetcalf-EbbingTideVersionTwo.jpg.thumb_275x248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4350431618730325412</id><published>2010-09-22T12:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T12:32:40.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1962'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vincius de Moraes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brazilian song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bossa nova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norman Gimbel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antonio Carlos Jobim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960s'/><title type='text'>The Girl from Ipanema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJou2WF51xI/AAAAAAAALRY/210iXFPGEVQ/s1600/Ipanema%2BBeach%2BRio%2Bde+Janeiro%2BBrazil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJou2WF51xI/AAAAAAAALRY/210iXFPGEVQ/s200/Ipanema%2BBeach%2BRio%2Bde+Janeiro%2BBrazil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519775804474119954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Antonio Carlos Jobim, Vinicius de Moraes &amp;amp; Norman Gimbel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1962&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  beautiful song unfairly twisted by the rock-obsessed baby boomer  generation into the epitome of elevator music, Jobim's greatest hit is  anything but dull. A breathtaking bossa nova tune inspired by a  real-life girl Jobim and Moraes admired on the beach in Rio, it became  an international smash hit and the famous Astrid Giberto recording won  the Grammy in 1965. It was originally introduced by Pery Ribeiro, and  English lyrics later added by Gimbel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall and tan and young and lovely,&lt;br /&gt;The girl from Ipanema goes walking.&lt;br /&gt;And when she passes, each one she passes goes, "Ahhh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she walks she's like a samba&lt;br /&gt;That swings so cool and sways so gentle,&lt;br /&gt;That when she passes, each one she passes goes, "Ahhh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but I watch her so sadly.&lt;br /&gt;How can I tell her I love her?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I would give my heart gladly.&lt;br /&gt;But each day when she walks to the sea,&lt;br /&gt;She looks straight ahead, not at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall and tan and young and lovely,&lt;br /&gt;The girl from Ipanema goes walking,&lt;br /&gt;And when she passes, I smile, but she doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;She just doesn't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Stan Getz&lt;br /&gt;Lou Rawls&lt;br /&gt;Peggy Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/54615185/Ella+Fitzgerald%E2%80%93The+Boy+From+Ipanema+eriz"&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJkxFhFRFDA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJkxFhFRFDA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4350431618730325412?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4350431618730325412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4350431618730325412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/09/girl-from-ipanema.html' title='The Girl from Ipanema'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJou2WF51xI/AAAAAAAALRY/210iXFPGEVQ/s72-c/Ipanema%2BBeach%2BRio%2Bde+Janeiro%2BBrazil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-2027243494937052317</id><published>2010-09-19T00:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:59:11.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Warren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Gold Diggers of 1937'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dick Powell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1936'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Dubin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>With Plenty of Money and You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJWXS2bptoI/AAAAAAAALNA/CUNSIzs2_SQ/s1600/313kdo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJWXS2bptoI/AAAAAAAALNA/CUNSIzs2_SQ/s400/313kdo7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518483268517344898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Harry Warren &amp;amp; Al Dubin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1936&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An underrated Warren/Dubin gem written for the great Dick Powell for one of his classic 1930s musical screen comedies, The Gold Diggers of 1937. A minor standard, it was very popular in its day, owing largely to the clever Dubin lyric that seems to parody trite love ballads, with the vocalist admitting that in addition to love, he wouldn't mind having a little cash to go along with it... One of my all-time favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby what I couldn't do,&lt;br /&gt;With plenty of money, and you.&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the worry that money brings,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little filthy lucre buys a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could take you to places you'd like to go,&lt;br /&gt;But outside of that, I've no use for dough.&lt;br /&gt;It's the root of all evil,&lt;br /&gt;Of strife and upheaval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm certain, honey,&lt;br /&gt;That life could be sunny,&lt;br /&gt;With plenty of money and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Molaskey &amp;amp; John Pizzarelli&lt;br /&gt;Tony Bennett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/54380542/The+Ink+Spots%E2%80%93With+Plenty+Of+Money+And+You"&gt;The Ink Spots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick Bullock &amp;amp; His Levee Loungers&lt;br /&gt;Luke Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-2027243494937052317?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/2027243494937052317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=2027243494937052317&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2027243494937052317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/2027243494937052317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/09/with-plenty-of-money-and-you.html' title='With Plenty of Money and You'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJWXS2bptoI/AAAAAAAALNA/CUNSIzs2_SQ/s72-c/313kdo7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4953815231829020185</id><published>2010-09-16T00:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:06:26.170-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tommy Dorsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Adair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1941'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt Dennis'/><title type='text'>Violets for Your Furs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJGj7LQTf1I/AAAAAAAALL0/npiCcZBzbaw/s1600/violets-susan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJGj7LQTf1I/AAAAAAAALL0/npiCcZBzbaw/s200/violets-susan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517371255534354258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Matt Dennis &amp;amp; Tom Adair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1941&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tender, haunting ballad from the same duo that gave us "Let's Get Away from It All" and "The Night We Called It a Day". This sublime number was written for the Tommy Dorsey orchestra, with a young Frank Sinatra as vocalist. Lyricist Adair actually worked for the Dorsey band at the time as an arranger. Sinatra would later revisit the tune for his 1954 solo album, Songs for Young Lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was winter in Manhattan, falling snow flakes filled the air,&lt;br /&gt;The streets were covered with a film of ice.&lt;br /&gt;But a little simple magic that I learned about somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;Changed the weather all around, just within a thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought you violets for your furs,&lt;br /&gt;And it was spring for a while, remember?&lt;br /&gt;I bought you violets for your furs,&lt;br /&gt;And there was April in that December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow drifted down on the flowers,&lt;br /&gt;And melted where it lay.&lt;br /&gt;The snow looked like dew on the blossoms,&lt;br /&gt;As on a summer's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought you violets for your furs,&lt;br /&gt;And there was blue in the wintry sky.&lt;br /&gt;You pinned my violets to your furs,&lt;br /&gt;And gave a lift to the crowds passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smiled at me so sweetly,&lt;br /&gt;Since then one thought occurs,&lt;br /&gt;That we fell in love completely,&lt;br /&gt;The day I bought you violets for your furs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/54158375/Billie+Holiday%E2%80%93Violets+For+Your+Furs"&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Coltrane&lt;br /&gt;Stacey Kent&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Joe Lee Wilson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4953815231829020185?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4953815231829020185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4953815231829020185&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4953815231829020185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4953815231829020185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/09/violets-for-your-furs.html' title='Violets for Your Furs'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TJGj7LQTf1I/AAAAAAAALL0/npiCcZBzbaw/s72-c/violets-susan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-8975387450945705017</id><published>2010-09-12T04:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T04:08:37.097-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bombo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Jolson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1921'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B.G. De Sylva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louis Silvers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>April Showers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TIyIxfm6GJI/AAAAAAAALJ4/j05N6nLQIqc/s1600/Al+Jolson+Sheet+Music+-+April+Showers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TIyIxfm6GJI/AAAAAAAALJ4/j05N6nLQIqc/s200/Al+Jolson+Sheet+Music+-+April+Showers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515934027501672594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Louis Silvers &amp;amp; B.G. DeSylva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1921&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the true signature tunes of the great Al Jolson, this one became a trademark for him after he introduced it in the 1921 stage production, Bombo. It is one of the many songs to contain the "bluebird of happiness" motif in the lyrics. And on a personal note, my great aunt had a music box which played this song, so it will always conjure warm memories for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a highway strewn with flowers,&lt;br /&gt;Still it holds a goodly share of bliss,&lt;br /&gt;When the sun gives way to April showers,&lt;br /&gt;Here is the point you should never miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though April showers may come your way,&lt;br /&gt;They bring the flowers that bloom in May.&lt;br /&gt;So if it's raining, have no regrets,&lt;br /&gt;Because it isn't raining rain, you know, (It's raining violets,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where you see clouds upon the hills,&lt;br /&gt;You soon will see crowds of daffodils,&lt;br /&gt;So keep on looking for a blue bird, And list'ning for his song,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever April showers come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where you see clouds upon the hills,&lt;br /&gt;You soon will see crowds of daffodils,&lt;br /&gt;So keep on looking for a blue bird, And list'ning for his song,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever April showers come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les Brown&lt;br /&gt;Cab Calloway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/53877107/Eydie+Gorme%E2%80%93April+Showers"&gt;Eydie Gorme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woody Herman&lt;br /&gt;Guy Lombardo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rWWVGyxvSCk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rWWVGyxvSCk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-8975387450945705017?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8975387450945705017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=8975387450945705017&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8975387450945705017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8975387450945705017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/09/april-showers.html' title='April Showers'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TIyIxfm6GJI/AAAAAAAALJ4/j05N6nLQIqc/s72-c/Al+Jolson+Sheet+Music+-+April+Showers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-20357671476328257</id><published>2010-09-06T02:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T02:39:54.829-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irving Berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginger Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top Hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1935'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Astaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>The Piccolino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TISJ_nWwHHI/AAAAAAAALFY/XvE7TjRjzMM/s1600/ginger_rogers-fred_astaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TISJ_nWwHHI/AAAAAAAALFY/XvE7TjRjzMM/s200/ginger_rogers-fred_astaire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513683569797504114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Irving Berlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1935&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An infectious dance number written by Berlin for the superb musical comedy film Top Hat, which featured a suite of top flight songs danced to by none other than Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. Astaire himself sings it in the movie, as part of one of the picture's most elaborate dance numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the Adriatic waters,&lt;br /&gt;Venetian sons and daughters&lt;br /&gt;Are strumming a new tune upon their guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was written by a Latin,&lt;br /&gt;A gondolier who sat in&lt;br /&gt;His home out in Brooklyn and gazed at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent his melody across the sea to Italy,&lt;br /&gt;And we know they wrote some words to fit that catchy bit,&lt;br /&gt;And christened it the Piccolino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know that it's the reason&lt;br /&gt;Why ev'ryone this season&lt;br /&gt;Is strumming and humming a new melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the Casino,&lt;br /&gt;And hear them play the Piccolino.&lt;br /&gt;Dance with your bambino&lt;br /&gt;To the strains of the catchy Piccolino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink your glass of Vino,&lt;br /&gt;And when you've had your plate of Scallopino,&lt;br /&gt;Make them play the Piccolino, the catchy Piccolino.&lt;br /&gt;And dance to the strains of that new melody, the Piccolino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred Astaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/53434777/Mel+Torm%C3%A9%E2%80%93The+Piccolino"&gt;Mel Torme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Roy &amp;amp; His Band&lt;br /&gt;Rosey Miyano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGkOBbPNrW8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGkOBbPNrW8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-20357671476328257?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/20357671476328257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=20357671476328257&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/20357671476328257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/20357671476328257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/09/piccolino.html' title='The Piccolino'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TISJ_nWwHHI/AAAAAAAALFY/XvE7TjRjzMM/s72-c/ginger_rogers-fred_astaire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4073349137674598056</id><published>2010-09-02T23:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T23:54:02.531-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah Worth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-musical movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karl Suessdorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1948'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Vuaghan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Benny Carter'/><title type='text'>Key Largo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TIBqsO95C4I/AAAAAAAALDs/3rcG7xjRBSA/s1600/500KeyLargo1948Huston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TIBqsO95C4I/AAAAAAAALDs/3rcG7xjRBSA/s200/500KeyLargo1948Huston.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512523252065962882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Benny Carter, Karl Suessdorf &amp;amp; Leah Worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1948&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written for the Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall film of the same name, this smooth, gentle number was introduced by Carter's own band. It would later become a popular tune with the progressive jazz performers who would emerge in the 1950s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key largo,&lt;br /&gt;Alone on Key Largo,&lt;br /&gt;How empty it seems,&lt;br /&gt;With only my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange cargo,&lt;br /&gt;They come to Key Largo,&lt;br /&gt;But where is the face&lt;br /&gt;My heart won’t erase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon tide,&lt;br /&gt;Rolling in from the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Is lonely,&lt;br /&gt;and it always will be, till you’re with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stay in Key Largo,&lt;br /&gt;Just watching the shore&lt;br /&gt;To find you once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Key Largo, find you once more in Key Largo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/53216121/Sarah+Vaughan%E2%80%93Key+Largo"&gt;Sarah Vaughan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny Carter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4073349137674598056?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4073349137674598056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4073349137674598056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4073349137674598056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4073349137674598056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/09/key-largo.html' title='Key Largo'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TIBqsO95C4I/AAAAAAAALDs/3rcG7xjRBSA/s72-c/500KeyLargo1948Huston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-9174186779825375963</id><published>2010-09-01T23:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:21:55.222-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1948'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiss Me Kate'/><title type='text'>So in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TH8WnqfUTbI/AAAAAAAALDA/63b_1fIBU84/s1600/Kiss%2BMe,%2BKate%2B%281948%2BOriginal%2BBroadway%2BCast%29%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TH8WnqfUTbI/AAAAAAAALDA/63b_1fIBU84/s200/Kiss%2BMe,%2BKate%2B%281948%2BOriginal%2BBroadway%2BCast%29%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512149339601128882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Cole Porter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1948&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the finest accomplishments of a songwriter whose career was fairly littered with them. Possessing a dark, brooding, minor key melody and lyrics that communicate desperate, aching longing and devotion, it is one the American songbook's great odes to love. It was written for Porter's adaptation of Shakespeare's Taming of the Shrew--Kiss Me, Kate--in which it was introduced on stage by Patricia Morison and Alfred Drake. It would be a big charted hit the following year for Patti Page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange dear, but true dear,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm close to you, dear,&lt;br /&gt;The stars fill the sky,&lt;br /&gt;So in love with you am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even without you,&lt;br /&gt;My arms fold about you,&lt;br /&gt;You know, darling why,&lt;br /&gt;So in love with you am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love with the night mysterious,&lt;br /&gt;The night when you first were there.&lt;br /&gt;In love with my joy delirious,&lt;br /&gt;The thought that you might care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So taunt me, and hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;Deceive me, desert me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours till I die,&lt;br /&gt;So in love with you am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/53141044/Ella+Fitzgerald%E2%80%93So+in+love"&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinah Shore&lt;br /&gt;Gordon McRae&lt;br /&gt;Peggy Lee&lt;br /&gt;Dick Haymes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-9174186779825375963?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/9174186779825375963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=9174186779825375963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/9174186779825375963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/9174186779825375963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-in-love.html' title='So in Love'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TH8WnqfUTbI/AAAAAAAALDA/63b_1fIBU84/s72-c/Kiss%2BMe,%2BKate%2B%281948%2BOriginal%2BBroadway%2BCast%29%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-1701491242318443577</id><published>2010-08-21T23:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T23:32:21.531-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Vuaghan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erroll Garner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Burke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1954'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Mathis'/><title type='text'>Misty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/THCXh_B7-MI/AAAAAAAAK80/lWJQxuhFR5M/s1600/Sarah-Vaughan-Photograph-C10053489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/THCXh_B7-MI/AAAAAAAAK80/lWJQxuhFR5M/s200/Sarah-Vaughan-Photograph-C10053489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508068954385152194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Erroll Garner &amp;amp; Johnny Burke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1954&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A late jazz standard, pianist Garner composed the tune, only to have words added by Burke sometime later. It became on the most successful standard compositions of the 1950s, and something of a signature tune for both Johnny Mathis and &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/52360140/Misty%E2%80%93Sarah+Vaughan"&gt;Sarah Vaughan&lt;/a&gt;. It also figures prominently in the 1971 Clint Eastwood film Play Misty for Me. The melody is thoroughly modern, evoking the boldness of 1950s jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree,&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud, I can't understand,&lt;br /&gt;I get misty, just holding your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk my way, and a thousand violins begin to play,&lt;br /&gt;Or it might be the sound of your hello, that music I hear,&lt;br /&gt;I get misty, the moment you're near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say that you're leading me on,&lt;br /&gt;But it's just what I want you to do,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm following you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own, would I wander through this wonderland alone,&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing my right foot from my left, my hat from my glove,&lt;br /&gt;I'm too misty, and too much in love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too misty, and too much in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;Julie London&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Ray Stevens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-1701491242318443577?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1701491242318443577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=1701491242318443577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1701491242318443577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1701491242318443577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/08/misty.html' title='Misty'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/THCXh_B7-MI/AAAAAAAAK80/lWJQxuhFR5M/s72-c/Sarah-Vaughan-Photograph-C10053489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-8598904111642724663</id><published>2010-08-18T20:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:26:46.154-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie DeLange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glenn Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1942'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerry Gray'/><title type='text'>String of Pearls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TGx3C3QQDYI/AAAAAAAAK8I/gKTuxWF_OfQ/s1600/jerrygrayportraittrimmed.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TGx3C3QQDYI/AAAAAAAAK8I/gKTuxWF_OfQ/s200/jerrygrayportraittrimmed.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506907335442828674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Jerry Gray &amp;amp; Eddie De Lange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1942&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolific big band arranger Gray (born Generoso Graziano) made a career out of reworking other composers' material, but in a few cases he create his own work from the ground up. Such was the case with this inventive number written specifically for the Glenn Miller orchestra. It would be a number-one hit; and Gray (pictured) would also have success with another Miller standard, "Pennsylvania 6-5000".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, here's a five and dime,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, now's about the time&lt;br /&gt;For a string of pearls a la Woolworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every pearl's a star above,&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in dreams and filled with love,&lt;br /&gt;That old string of pearls a la Woolworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till that happy day in spring,&lt;br /&gt;When you buy the wedding ring,&lt;br /&gt;Please, a string of pearls a la Woolworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you made quite a start,&lt;br /&gt;Found a way right to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;With a string of pearls a la Woolworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn Miller&lt;br /&gt;Ritchie Lee&lt;br /&gt;Narciso Yepes&lt;br /&gt;Harry James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/52137366/harry+james%E2%80%93String+of+Pearls+%28Goodman%29"&gt;Benny Goodman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-8598904111642724663?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8598904111642724663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=8598904111642724663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8598904111642724663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8598904111642724663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/08/string-of-pearls.html' title='String of Pearls'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TGx3C3QQDYI/AAAAAAAAK8I/gKTuxWF_OfQ/s72-c/jerrygrayportraittrimmed.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-364648226651169081</id><published>2010-07-29T11:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T11:49:00.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sing Baby Sing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sidney D. Mitchell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louis Alter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1936'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Benny Goodman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>You Turned the Tables on Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TFGhSbrrdYI/AAAAAAAAKvk/DquxXJ4DzQA/s1600/PrettyFace_GoodmanHelenWard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TFGhSbrrdYI/AAAAAAAAKvk/DquxXJ4DzQA/s200/PrettyFace_GoodmanHelenWard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499353958036764034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Louis Alter &amp;amp; Sidney D. Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1936&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny Goodman enjoyed a major hit with this particular song, using gthe beautiful Helen Ward as his singer at the time. Shortly before, the tune had been introduced in the motion picture Sing, Baby, Sing, in which it was performed by Alice Faye. This was the same movie that introduced the gorgeous Richard Whiting/Walter Bullock song, "When Did You Leave Heaven?", sung by Tony Martin. Say, I think I'll do that one next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the apple of your eye,&lt;br /&gt;I had you with me every day,&lt;br /&gt;But now whenever you are passing by&lt;br /&gt;You're always looking the other way.&lt;br /&gt;It's little things like this&lt;br /&gt;That prompt me to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned the tables on me&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm falling for you;&lt;br /&gt;You turned the tables on me&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought when you brought&lt;br /&gt;The lovely present you bought&lt;br /&gt;Why hadn't you brought me more,&lt;br /&gt;But now if you'd come&lt;br /&gt;I'd welcome anything&lt;br /&gt;From the five and ten cent store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to call me the top,&lt;br /&gt;You put me up on a throne.&lt;br /&gt;You let me fall with a drop,&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm out on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after thinking it over and over,&lt;br /&gt;I got what was coming to me.&lt;br /&gt;Just like the sting of a bee,&lt;br /&gt;You turned the tables on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/50650815/Billie+Holiday%E2%80%93You+Turned+The+Tables+On+Me"&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;Count Basie&lt;br /&gt;Tex Beneke&lt;br /&gt;Ann Hampton Callaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mcs0GP4UPM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mcs0GP4UPM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-364648226651169081?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/364648226651169081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=364648226651169081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/364648226651169081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/364648226651169081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-turned-tables-on-me.html' title='You Turned the Tables on Me'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TFGhSbrrdYI/AAAAAAAAKvk/DquxXJ4DzQA/s72-c/PrettyFace_GoodmanHelenWard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-6778349296715726379</id><published>2010-07-25T02:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T02:38:53.450-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Born to Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1936'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole Porter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>I've Got You Under My Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TEvZoAwb8II/AAAAAAAAKuk/CShrxq-Ee0I/s1600/album-songs-for-swingin-lovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TEvZoAwb8II/AAAAAAAAKuk/CShrxq-Ee0I/s200/album-songs-for-swingin-lovers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497727051556974722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Cole Porter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1936&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those keeping score, last Wednesday marked the second anniversary of Standard of the Day, and in honor of this, I present one of the true diamonds of popular song, Cole Porter's timeless classic from the MGM musical Born to Dance, originally sung by Virginia Bruce. Of course, the Chairman of the Board himself, Frank Sinatra, would make this one of his all-time signature tunes thanks to an incredible recording on the 1956 Capitol album, Songs for Swingin' Lovers. The wonderful, rolling melody; the jubilant lyrics; and Sinatra's expertly eloquent phrasing married to Nelson Riddle's jaw-dropping arrangement--for these reasons and more, this composition is a true American treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got you under my skin&lt;br /&gt;I've got you deep in the heart of me&lt;br /&gt;So deep in my heart, that you're really a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I've got you under my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so not to give in&lt;br /&gt;I've said to myself this affair never gonna swing so well&lt;br /&gt;So why should I try to resist, when baby will I know damn well&lt;br /&gt;That I've got you under my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sacrifice anything come what might&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of having you near&lt;br /&gt;In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night&lt;br /&gt;And repeats, repeats in my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know little fool, you'll never win&lt;br /&gt;Why not use your mentality, wake up step up to reality&lt;br /&gt;But each time I do, just the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;Makes me stop before I begin&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've got you under my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis Prima &amp;amp; Keely Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/50337175/I%27ve+Got+You+Under+My+Skin%E2%80%93Diana+Krall+%28Cover%29"&gt;Diana Krall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Peggy Lee&lt;br /&gt;Dinah Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdZpxf05x-g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdZpxf05x-g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-6778349296715726379?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6778349296715726379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=6778349296715726379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6778349296715726379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6778349296715726379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-got-you-under-my-skin.html' title='I&apos;ve Got You Under My Skin'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TEvZoAwb8II/AAAAAAAAKuk/CShrxq-Ee0I/s72-c/album-songs-for-swingin-lovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5365915768245610417</id><published>2010-07-20T14:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:48:35.832-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam M. Lewis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Klenner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1931'/><title type='text'>Just Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TEXt6cG7bqI/AAAAAAAAKrY/lIFcXXq3ZiI/s1600/McKenzie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TEXt6cG7bqI/AAAAAAAAKrY/lIFcXXq3ZiI/s200/McKenzie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496060508509007522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By John Klenner &amp;amp; Sam M. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1931&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this tune was introduced by Red McKenzie (pictured) and his orchestra, it wasn't until Russ Columbo recorded it the following year that it became a hit. It was has since become a popular jazz standard. Many might remember it from the 1933 Our Gang comedy "Mush and Milk" in which it was hilariously performed by veteran Little Rascal Tommy Bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just friends&lt;br /&gt;Lovers no more&lt;br /&gt;Just friends&lt;br /&gt;But not like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think of what we've been&lt;br /&gt;And not to kiss again&lt;br /&gt;Seems like pretending&lt;br /&gt;It isn't the ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two friends&lt;br /&gt;Drifting apart&lt;br /&gt;Two friends&lt;br /&gt;But one broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved we laughed we cried&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly love died&lt;br /&gt;The story ends&lt;br /&gt;And we're&lt;br /&gt;Just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/49983940/Just+Friends%E2%80%93Joe+Williams+and+George+Shearing"&gt;Joe Williams &amp;amp; George Shearing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat Martino&lt;br /&gt;Jazz Ambassadors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aTWbm4ZJ8C4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aTWbm4ZJ8C4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5365915768245610417?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5365915768245610417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5365915768245610417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5365915768245610417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5365915768245610417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-friends.html' title='Just Friends'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TEXt6cG7bqI/AAAAAAAAKrY/lIFcXXq3ZiI/s72-c/McKenzie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-7674542925510982468</id><published>2010-07-19T14:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:46:47.725-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bing Crosby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Tobias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cliff Friend'/><title type='text'>Trade Winds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TESb3V1l9wI/AAAAAAAAKqs/HRq3W2kBGQQ/s1600/5980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TESb3V1l9wI/AAAAAAAAKqs/HRq3W2kBGQQ/s320/5980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495688820355888898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;By Charles Tobias &amp;amp; Cliff Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;1940&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prolific Tin Pan Alley tunesmith Tobias (pictured) put this one together with occasional collaborator Friend (the duo would enjoy a hit two years later with the World War II anthem, "We Did It Before and We Can Do It Again"). None other than Bing Crosby snatched up the song and immediately made a hit out of it. Very popular in the early 1940s, it can even be heard in several Warner Bros. cartoons of the period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down where the trade winds play,&lt;br /&gt;Down where you lose the day,&lt;br /&gt;We found a  new world where paradise starts,&lt;br /&gt;We traded high way down where the trade  winds play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music was everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;flowers were in her hair,&lt;br /&gt;Under an  awning of silvery boughs,&lt;br /&gt;We traded vows the night that I sailed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh  trade winds, what are vows that lovers make,&lt;br /&gt;Oh trade winds, are they  only made to break,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it is may again,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll sail away again,&lt;br /&gt;Though I’m  returning, it won’t be the same,&lt;br /&gt;She traded her name way down where the  trade winds play.&lt;div  style="overflow: hidden; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Martin Denny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lou Rawls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Billy Vaughan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/49902257/Tommy+Dorsey+&amp;amp;+His+Orchestra%E2%80%93Trade+Winds"&gt;Tommy Dorsey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qbWgc9OHEaM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qbWgc9OHEaM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-7674542925510982468?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/7674542925510982468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=7674542925510982468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7674542925510982468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/7674542925510982468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/07/trade-winds.html' title='Trade Winds'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TESb3V1l9wI/AAAAAAAAKqs/HRq3W2kBGQQ/s72-c/5980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5942401061765869503</id><published>2010-07-16T14:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:40:18.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Is Here'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Rodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lorenz Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodgers and Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1929'/><title type='text'>With a Song in My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TECmJPVHKkI/AAAAAAAAKpI/aUHWo0N3xTM/s1600/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TECmJPVHKkI/AAAAAAAAKpI/aUHWo0N3xTM/s200/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494574223056120386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Richard Rodgers &amp;amp; Lorenz Hart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1929&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweepingly melodious ballad from the Rodgers &amp;amp; Hart musical Spring Is Here, introduced on stage by John Hundley and Lillian Taiz. It was featured in numerous film musicals for decades after, but firstly in the full-length film version of Spring Is Here in 1930 (pictured).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know that we meet ev'ry night&lt;br /&gt;and we couldn't have change since the last time,&lt;br /&gt;to my joy and delight,&lt;br /&gt;it's a new kind of love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;Though it's you and it's I all the time&lt;br /&gt;ev'ry meeting's marvelous pastime.&lt;br /&gt;You're increasingly sweet,&lt;br /&gt;so whenever we happened to met&lt;br /&gt;I greet you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a song in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I behold your adorable face.&lt;br /&gt;Just a song at the start&lt;br /&gt;but it soon is a hymn to your grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the music swells&lt;br /&gt;I'm touching you hand&lt;br /&gt;It tells that your're standing near, and ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;heaven opens his portals to me.&lt;br /&gt;Can I help but rejoice&lt;br /&gt;that a song such as ours came to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I always knew&lt;br /&gt;I would live life through&lt;br /&gt;with a song in my heart for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Perry Como&lt;br /&gt;The Supremes&lt;br /&gt;Doris Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/49680292/Sammy+Davis+jr.%E2%80%93With+A+Song+In+My+Heart"&gt;Sammy Davis Jr.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gmIwPIPnkM8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gmIwPIPnkM8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5942401061765869503?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5942401061765869503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5942401061765869503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5942401061765869503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5942401061765869503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/07/with-song-in-my-heart.html' title='With a Song in My Heart'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TECmJPVHKkI/AAAAAAAAKpI/aUHWo0N3xTM/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-167610152548656312</id><published>2010-07-14T12:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:36:01.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1910s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1917'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shelton Brooks'/><title type='text'>The Darktown Strutters' Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TD3kvUT6ylI/AAAAAAAAKn0/pmMx5dx8Qno/s1600/The_Darktown_Strutters%27_Ball_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TD3kvUT6ylI/AAAAAAAAKn0/pmMx5dx8Qno/s200/The_Darktown_Strutters%27_Ball_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493798622019111506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Shelton Brooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1917&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another infectious and marvelous old tune that may not perfectly jibe with our modern politically correct sensibilities, but should never be forgotten. Introduced by the Original Dixieland Jazz Band, it was one of the earliest traditional jazz songs to become a standard. It's believed to have been inspired by the 1915 Pacific-Panama Expo in San Francisco. I have a personal fondness for it, as my great-aunt (born 1920) used to sing it to me when I was a small child as I danced around her living room. This jumping dance composition will always be a favorite of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be down to get you in a taxi, Honey,&lt;br /&gt;You better be ready about half past eight,&lt;br /&gt;Now dearie, don't be late,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be there when the band starts playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we get there, Honey,&lt;br /&gt;The two-steps, I'm goin' to have 'em all,&lt;br /&gt;Goin' to dance out both my shoes,&lt;br /&gt;When they play the "Jelly Roll Blues,"&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night at the Darktown Strutters' Ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Dean Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/49505091/The+Darktown+Strutter%27s+ball-+Jimmy+Dorsey+and+his+orchestra"&gt;Jimmy Dorsey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fats Waller&lt;br /&gt;Lou Monte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IMHJ8PgVatk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IMHJ8PgVatk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-167610152548656312?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/167610152548656312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=167610152548656312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/167610152548656312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/167610152548656312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/07/darktown-strutters-ball.html' title='The Darktown Strutters&apos; Ball'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TD3kvUT6ylI/AAAAAAAAKn0/pmMx5dx8Qno/s72-c/The_Darktown_Strutters%27_Ball_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3286565013624716328</id><published>2010-07-13T13:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T13:35:44.188-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1955'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sid Wyche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Count Basie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maymie Watts'/><title type='text'>Alright, Okay, You Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TDyiaamnWWI/AAAAAAAAKnI/IPofiwMz3p8/s1600/2bw_joe_williams_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TDyiaamnWWI/AAAAAAAAKnI/IPofiwMz3p8/s200/2bw_joe_williams_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493444220186745186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;By Maymie Watts &amp;amp; Sid Wyche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1955&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breezy, swingin' jazz number if ever there was one, this tune was composed specifically for the Count Basie orchestra, then in its post-World War II phase. Then band singer Joe Williams, who would soon go on to an illustrious solo career, introduced the song on Basie's May 17, 1955 recording. It has remained a popular song with traditional pop singers of a jazzy bent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well alright, okay, you win&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Well alright, okay, you win&lt;br /&gt;Baby, what can I do&lt;br /&gt;I'll do anything you say&lt;br /&gt;It's just got to be that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well alright, okay, you win&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Well alright, okay, you win&lt;br /&gt;Baby, what can I do&lt;br /&gt;Anything you say I'll do&lt;br /&gt;As long as it's me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am asking&lt;br /&gt;All I want from you&lt;br /&gt;Just love me like I love you&lt;br /&gt;And it won't be hard to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well alright, okay, you win&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Well alright, okay, you win&lt;br /&gt;Baby, what can I do&lt;br /&gt;I'll do anything you say&lt;br /&gt;It's just got to be that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am asking&lt;br /&gt;All I want from you&lt;br /&gt;Just love me like I love you&lt;br /&gt;And it won't be hard to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well alright, okay, you win&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Well alright, okay, you win&lt;br /&gt;Baby, one thing more&lt;br /&gt;If you're gonna be my man&lt;br /&gt;Sweet baby take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette Midler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/49427125/PEGGY+LEE+Alright+Okay+You+Win+Deutsche+CAPITOL+1959"&gt;Peggy Lee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Wilson&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aYVEdPy8gQY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aYVEdPy8gQY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3286565013624716328?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3286565013624716328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3286565013624716328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3286565013624716328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3286565013624716328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/07/alright-okay-you-win.html' title='Alright, Okay, You Win'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TDyiaamnWWI/AAAAAAAAKnI/IPofiwMz3p8/s72-c/2bw_joe_williams_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5576839500285553242</id><published>2010-07-10T23:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:08:31.879-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Mercer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1943'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sky&apos;s the Limit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Astaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Sinatra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harold Arlen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>One for My Baby (And One More for the Road)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TDlAV9e_QEI/AAAAAAAAKl0/IH3_n19IahA/s1600/487323535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TDlAV9e_QEI/AAAAAAAAKl0/IH3_n19IahA/s200/487323535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492491966580998210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Harold Arlen &amp;amp; Johnny Mercer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1943&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguably the finest product of the legendary teaming of Arlen and Mercer, two songwriters of equally titanic stature. It has become the all-time classic saloon song, thanks in great part to its iconic interpretation by Frank Sinatra, who turned it into something of a performance piece. However, it was originally written for Fred Astaire, who introduced it in the musical film The Sky's the Limit. It doesn't get any better than Arlen's laconic, smoky melody paired up with Mercer's timeless, aching lyric...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quarter to three,&lt;br /&gt;There's no one in the place, except you and me.&lt;br /&gt;So set 'em up, Joe,&lt;br /&gt;I got a little story I think you oughtta know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're drinking my friend&lt;br /&gt;To the end of a brief episode.&lt;br /&gt;So make it one for my baby,&lt;br /&gt;And one more for the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the routine,&lt;br /&gt;Put another nickel in the machine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so bad,&lt;br /&gt;Won't you make the music easy and sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you a lot,&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta to be true to your code.&lt;br /&gt;So make it one for my baby,&lt;br /&gt;And one more for the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd never know it,&lt;br /&gt;But buddy I'm a kind of poet,&lt;br /&gt;And Ive got a lot of things I wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me&lt;br /&gt;Till it's all all talked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's how it goes,&lt;br /&gt;And Joe, I know you're getting anxious to close.&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for the cheer,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you didn't mind&lt;br /&gt;My bending your ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this torch that I found,&lt;br /&gt;Its gotta be drowned,&lt;br /&gt;Or it soon might explode.&lt;br /&gt;So make it one for my baby,&lt;br /&gt;And one more for the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Bennett&lt;br /&gt;Perry Como&lt;br /&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/49237767/Frankie+Laine%E2%80%93ONE+FOR+MY+BABY+%28and+one+more+for+the+road%29"&gt;Frankie Laine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iggy Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JpjKExBX0Ho&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JpjKExBX0Ho&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5576839500285553242?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5576839500285553242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5576839500285553242&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5576839500285553242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5576839500285553242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-for-my-baby-and-one-more-for-road.html' title='One for My Baby (And One More for the Road)'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TDlAV9e_QEI/AAAAAAAAKl0/IH3_n19IahA/s72-c/487323535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-6272906992088404512</id><published>2010-07-07T23:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:52:50.020-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1926'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walter Donaldson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lyman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>What Can I Say After I Say I'm Sorry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TDVJsOleMYI/AAAAAAAAKk4/ui4ofEVLwww/s1600/lymanhs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TDVJsOleMYI/AAAAAAAAKk4/ui4ofEVLwww/s200/lymanhs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491376344826524034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;By Walter Donaldson &amp;amp; Abe Lyman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;1926&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular 1920s bandleader Lyman (pictured) wrote the lyrics to this tune by vastly underrated songwriter Donaldson, and introduced the song with his orchestra. It became one of the most popular songs of the decade, and an emblem of the Jazz Age. It was featured to great effect in the 1971 horror comedy The Abominable Dr. Phibes, which includes a plethora of great '20s songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, dear, after I say I'm sorry?&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to prove it to you that I'm sorry?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to ever be mean to you.&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't care I wouldn't feel like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all wrong, but right or wrong I don't blame you.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I take somebody like you and shame you?&lt;br /&gt;I know that I made you cry and I'm so sorry dear,&lt;br /&gt;So what can I say, dear, after I say I'm sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Josephine Baker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/49002281/King+Cole+Trio%E2%80%93What+Can+I+Say+Dear+After+I+Say+I%27m+Sorry"&gt;King Cole Trio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen McRae&lt;br /&gt;Keely Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-6272906992088404512?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6272906992088404512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=6272906992088404512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6272906992088404512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6272906992088404512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-can-i-say-after-i-say-im-sorry.html' title='What Can I Say After I Say I&apos;m Sorry?'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TDVJsOleMYI/AAAAAAAAKk4/ui4ofEVLwww/s72-c/lymanhs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-302282847602854753</id><published>2010-06-30T01:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T01:24:45.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser Centennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank Your Lucky Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1943'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arthur Schwartz'/><title type='text'>They're Either Too Young or Too Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TCrTc4be9iI/AAAAAAAAKjU/Kh1kuqSaaIQ/s1600/bette-davis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TCrTc4be9iI/AAAAAAAAKjU/Kh1kuqSaaIQ/s200/bette-davis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488431589041829410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try     {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)    {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s1600/Loesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s200/Loesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478008070552745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Arthur Schwartz &amp;amp; Fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Loesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1943&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Your Lucky Stars was the only film in which &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/48385294/Miss+Bette+Davis+LP+Track+1+%28Either+Too+Young+Or+Too+Old%29"&gt;Bette Davis&lt;/a&gt; sang--and it was in it that the legendary actress introduced this gem of a Loesser lyrics, put to music by the one and only Arthur Schwartz. Loesser's words deal ruefully with a young woman's efforts to find a mate while all the good men are overseas fighting the war...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rushed away and left this house as empty as can be&lt;br /&gt;And I am like the driftwood in a deadly calm at sea&lt;br /&gt;I can't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but thee&lt;br /&gt;For there is no secret lover that the draft board didn't discover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're either too young or too old&lt;br /&gt;They're either too gray or too grassy green&lt;br /&gt;The pickings are poor and the crop is lean&lt;br /&gt;What's good is in the Army, what's left will never harm me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're either too old or too young&lt;br /&gt;So, darling, you'll never get stung&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll go hiking with that Eagle Scout unless&lt;br /&gt;I get a call from grandpa for a snappy game of chess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're either too warm or too cold&lt;br /&gt;They're either to fast or too fast asleep&lt;br /&gt;So, darling, believe me, I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;They're isn't any gravy, the gravy's in the Navy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're either too fresh or too stale&lt;br /&gt;There is no available male&lt;br /&gt;I will confess to one romance I'm sure you will allow&lt;br /&gt;He tried to serenade me, but his voice is changing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're either too bald or too bold&lt;br /&gt;I'm down to the wheelchair and bassinet&lt;br /&gt;My heart just refuses to get upset&lt;br /&gt;I simply can't compel it to, with no Marine to tell it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm either their first breath of spring&lt;br /&gt;Or else, I'm their last little fling&lt;br /&gt;I either get a fossil or an adolescent pup&lt;br /&gt;I either have to hold him off or have to hold him up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle is on, but the fortress will hold&lt;br /&gt;They're either too young or too old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinah Shore&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Dorsey&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Whiting&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary Clooney&lt;br /&gt;Andrea Marcovicci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5hejyCrUwA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N5hejyCrUwA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-302282847602854753?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/302282847602854753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=302282847602854753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/302282847602854753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/302282847602854753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/06/theyre-either-too-young-or-too-old.html' title='They&apos;re Either Too Young or Too Old'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TCrTc4be9iI/AAAAAAAAKjU/Kh1kuqSaaIQ/s72-c/bette-davis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4366649882443243164</id><published>2010-06-23T14:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:08:10.747-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser Centennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1947'/><title type='text'>Slow Boat to China</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try    {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)   {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s1600/Loesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s200/Loesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478008070552745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; Loesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TCJMGEOzDhI/AAAAAAAAKec/XN-ihPtbzE4/s1600/boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TCJMGEOzDhI/AAAAAAAAKec/XN-ihPtbzE4/s200/boat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486030963189419538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1947&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast to his many hits from shows, "Slow Boat to China" was one of Loesser's hit pop songs. It was introduced by Kay Kyser, and soon became a very enduring standard. Like so many Loesser compositions, it remains a part of our popular lexicon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to get you&lt;br /&gt;On a slow boat to China,&lt;br /&gt;All to myself alone.&lt;br /&gt;To get you and keep you in my arms evermore,&lt;br /&gt;Leave all your lovers&lt;br /&gt;Weeping on the faraway shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out on the briny&lt;br /&gt;With the moon big and shinny,&lt;br /&gt;Melting your heart of stone.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I'd love to get you&lt;br /&gt;On a slow boat to China,&lt;br /&gt;All to myself alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette Midler &amp;amp; Barry Manilow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/47848738/Benny+Goodman%E2%80%93On+a+slow+boat+to+china"&gt;Benny Goodman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary Clooney&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Liza Minelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eO-bp2D2jfw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eO-bp2D2jfw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-4366649882443243164?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/4366649882443243164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=4366649882443243164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4366649882443243164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/4366649882443243164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/06/slow-boat-to-china.html' title='Slow Boat to China'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s72-c/Loesser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-1225815199536789445</id><published>2010-06-22T18:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:54:35.076-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser Centennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1956'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Most Happy Fella'/><title type='text'>Standing on the Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TCE9lJVtQuI/AAAAAAAAKdA/D5yAuP1IwEc/s1600/2248731.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TCE9lJVtQuI/AAAAAAAAKdA/D5yAuP1IwEc/s200/2248731.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485733529485394658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try    {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s1600/Loesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s200/Loesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478008070552745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ank  Loesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1956&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Loesser's later hits, originally written for the Broadway show, The Most Happy Fella, in which it was sung by Shorty Rogers, Alan Gilbert, John Henson and Roy Lazarus. A breezy swinger, it was a big hit for the '50s vocal group The Four Lads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on a corner watching all the girls go by&lt;br /&gt;Standing on a corner watching all the girls go by&lt;br /&gt;Brother you don't know a nicer occupation&lt;br /&gt;Matter of fact, neither do I&lt;br /&gt;Than standing on a corner watching all the girls&lt;br /&gt;Watching all the girls, watching all the girls go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the cat that got the cream&lt;br /&gt;Haven't got a girl but I can dream&lt;br /&gt;Haven't got a girl but I can wish&lt;br /&gt;So I'll take me down to Main street&lt;br /&gt;And that's where I select my imaginary dish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on a corner watching all the girls go by&lt;br /&gt;Standing on a corner giving all the girls the eye&lt;br /&gt;Brother if you've got a rich imagination&lt;br /&gt;Give it a whirl, give it a try&lt;br /&gt;Try standing on a corner watching all the girls&lt;br /&gt;Watching all the girls, watching all the girls go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother you can't go to jail for what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;Or for that woo look in your eye&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the corner watching all the girls&lt;br /&gt;Watching all the girls, watching all the girls go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/47788871/STANDING+ON+THE+CORNER+by+The+Four+Lads+1956"&gt;The Four Lads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celtic Thunder&lt;br /&gt;The Mills Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Hazell Dean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxUTuMJHbV4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wxUTuMJHbV4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-1225815199536789445?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/1225815199536789445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=1225815199536789445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1225815199536789445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/1225815199536789445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/06/standing-on-corner.html' title='Standing on the Corner'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TCE9lJVtQuI/AAAAAAAAKdA/D5yAuP1IwEc/s72-c/2248731.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5352066371097820106</id><published>2010-06-17T00:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:42:59.848-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser Centennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1950s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guys and Dolls'/><title type='text'>Luck Be a Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;  &lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try   {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s1600/Loesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s200/Loesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478008070552745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ank Loesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TBmlCg56EgI/AAAAAAAAKbY/bkq5run9mvE/s1600/MarlonBrando_GuysDolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TBmlCg56EgI/AAAAAAAAKbY/bkq5run9mvE/s200/MarlonBrando_GuysDolls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483595483911426562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1950&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all Loesser's compositions, this could very well be the most enduring. It was written for the musical Guys and Dolls, in which Sky Masterson (first played by Simon Mullins) courts Lady Luck so that she smiles favorably on his gambling endeavors. It was sung by Marlon Brando in the film--yet co-star Sinatra, who coveted Brando's role, later made it one of his signature songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call you Lady Luck, but there is room for doubt.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you have a very unladylike way of running out.&lt;br /&gt;You're on this date with me, the pickings have been lush.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, before this evening is over, you might give me the brush.&lt;br /&gt;You might forget your manners, you might refuse to stay,&lt;br /&gt;And so the best that I can do is say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, be a lady tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, be a lady tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Luck, if you've ever been a lady to begin with,&lt;br /&gt;Luck, be a lady tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck, let a gentleman see,&lt;br /&gt;How nice a dame you can be.&lt;br /&gt;I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with.&lt;br /&gt;Luck, be a lady with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady doesn't leave her escort.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't fair; it isn't nice.&lt;br /&gt;A lady doesn't wander all over the room,&lt;br /&gt;And blow on some other guy's dice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep this party polite,&lt;br /&gt;Never get out of my sight.&lt;br /&gt;Stick with be baby, I'm the guy that you came in with.&lt;br /&gt;Luck, be a lady tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/47319507/Frank+Sinatra%E2%80%93Luck+Be+A+Lady"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry Manilow&lt;br /&gt;Barbra Streisand&lt;br /&gt;Jack Jones&lt;br /&gt;Dean Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xVlQXvrWC_A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xVlQXvrWC_A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5352066371097820106?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5352066371097820106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5352066371097820106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5352066371097820106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5352066371097820106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/06/luck-be-lady.html' title='Luck Be a Lady'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s72-c/Loesser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-3184656003833596138</id><published>2010-06-13T20:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:19:16.640-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser Centennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1938'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoagy Carmichael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Heart and Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TBVzGBveH4I/AAAAAAAAKbA/qOLuOr61iwM/s1600/Tom+Hanks+Big+Piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 101px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TBVzGBveH4I/AAAAAAAAKbA/qOLuOr61iwM/s200/Tom+Hanks+Big+Piano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482414668777398146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try   {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s1600/Loesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s200/Loesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478008070552745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hoagy Carmichael &amp;amp; Frank Loesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1938&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most instantly recognizable standards of all time--so much so that it rivals "Chopsticks" as the most common song used by those learning to play piano. Carmichael's melody follows a chord progression that would later become popular with doo-wop songs. The song was introduced by the Larry Clinton orchestra, featuring Bea Wain. It famously figured in the Tom Hanks film Big, in which Hanks and Robert Loggia "danced" out the notes on a giant piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart and soul, I fell in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;Heart and soul, the way a fool would do,&lt;br /&gt;Madly...&lt;br /&gt;Because you held me tight,&lt;br /&gt;And stole a kiss in the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart and soul, I begged to be adored,&lt;br /&gt;Lost control, and tumbled overboard,&lt;br /&gt;Gladly...&lt;br /&gt;That magic night we kissed,&lt;br /&gt;There in the moon mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! but your lips were thrilling, much too thrilling,&lt;br /&gt;Never before were mine so strangely willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I see, what one embrace can do,&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, it's got me loving you,&lt;br /&gt;Madly...&lt;br /&gt;That little kiss you stole,&lt;br /&gt;Held all my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;Dave Brubeck&lt;br /&gt;Milt Jackson&lt;br /&gt;Dean Martin&lt;br /&gt;Mel Torme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KosJK_ZMMu0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KosJK_ZMMu0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-3184656003833596138?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/3184656003833596138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=3184656003833596138&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3184656003833596138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/3184656003833596138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/06/heart-and-soul.html' title='Heart and Soul'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TBVzGBveH4I/AAAAAAAAKbA/qOLuOr61iwM/s72-c/Tom+Hanks+Big+Piano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-8221951571143527267</id><published>2010-06-09T23:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T01:14:54.075-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser Centennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing on a Dime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burton Lane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>I Hear Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TBBcwLKNrsI/AAAAAAAAKYY/Ln9oxYx3De0/s1600/lane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TBBcwLKNrsI/AAAAAAAAKYY/Ln9oxYx3De0/s200/lane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480982729208999618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s1600/Loesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s200/Loesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478008070552745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Burton Lane &amp;amp; Frank Loesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1940&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major hit from an obscure musical film entitled Dancing on a Dime. It was introduced in the movie by Robert Paige, Peter Lind Hayes, Frank Jenks and Eddie Quillan. But it became much more of a standard a bit later, when it was taken by post-war jazz performers. It remains one of Loesser's catchier tunes, and perhaps his finest collaboration with Lane (right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear music,&lt;br /&gt;Mighty fine music.&lt;br /&gt;The murmur of a morning breeze up there,&lt;br /&gt;The rattle of the milkman on the stair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure that's music,&lt;br /&gt;Mighty fine music.&lt;br /&gt;The singing of a sparrow in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;The perking of the coffee right near by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my favorite melody,&lt;br /&gt;You my angel, phoning me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear music,&lt;br /&gt;Mighty fine music.&lt;br /&gt;And anytime I think my world is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I get me out of bed and sing this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/46727999/BIllie+Holiday%E2%80%93I+Hear+Music"&gt;Billie Holiday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen McRae&lt;br /&gt;Gene Krupa&lt;br /&gt;Bobby McPherrin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-8221951571143527267?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/8221951571143527267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=8221951571143527267&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8221951571143527267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/8221951571143527267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-hear-music.html' title='I Hear Music'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TBBcwLKNrsI/AAAAAAAAKYY/Ln9oxYx3De0/s72-c/lane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-6427276859547097624</id><published>2010-06-07T11:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:58:47.333-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser Centennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1944'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neptune&apos;s Daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>Baby, It's Cold Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TA0VJTaL7cI/AAAAAAAAKW4/WYvgJqC7jsw/s1600/50533016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TA0VJTaL7cI/AAAAAAAAKW4/WYvgJqC7jsw/s200/50533016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480059571152874946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s1600/Loesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s200/Loesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478008070552745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Frank Loesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1944&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years, Loesser and his wife Lynn Garland performed this duet at private parties, until the composer sold the rights to MGM in 1948. Garland was reportedly angry, as she considered it "their song." MGM placed it in the film Neptune's Daughter, helping Loesser win the Oscar for Best Original Song in the process. It has since become an informal Christmas standard, although the holiday is never referenced in the lyric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in&lt;br /&gt;So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice&lt;br /&gt;My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry&lt;br /&gt;My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar&lt;br /&gt;So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe just a half a drink more - Put some music on while I pour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there&lt;br /&gt;Say, what's in this drink - No cabs to be had out there&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight&lt;br /&gt;To break the spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell&lt;br /&gt;I ought to say no, no, no, sir - Mind if I move closer&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my  pride?&lt;br /&gt;I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, but it's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply must go - Baby, it's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;The answer is no - Ooh darling, it's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;This welcome has been - I'm lucky that you dropped in&lt;br /&gt;So nice and warm - Look out the window at that storm&lt;br /&gt;My sister will be suspicious - Man, your lips look delicious&lt;br /&gt;My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore&lt;br /&gt;My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Gosh your lips are delicious&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe just a half a drink more - Never such a blizzard before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go home - Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there&lt;br /&gt;Say, lend me your coat - It's up to your knees out there&lt;br /&gt;You've really been grand - I thrill when you touch my hand&lt;br /&gt;But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me?&lt;br /&gt;There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Think of my life long sorrow&lt;br /&gt;At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died&lt;br /&gt;I really can't stay - Get over that hold out&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, but it's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/46514362/Ray+Charles+&amp;amp;+Betty+Carter%E2%80%93Baby+It%27s+Cold+Outside"&gt;Ray Charles &amp;amp; Betty Carter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean Martin&lt;br /&gt;Leon Redbone &amp;amp; Zooey Deschanel&lt;br /&gt;Dinah Shore &amp;amp; Buddy Clark&lt;br /&gt;Ella Fitzgerald &amp;amp; Louis Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_hEJQbEYjRg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_hEJQbEYjRg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-6427276859547097624?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6427276859547097624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=6427276859547097624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6427276859547097624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6427276859547097624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/06/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby, It&apos;s Cold Outside'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TA0VJTaL7cI/AAAAAAAAKW4/WYvgJqC7jsw/s72-c/50533016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-6517374077723191602</id><published>2010-06-03T14:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:24:32.392-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser Centennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jule Styne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweater Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1942'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie musical'/><title type='text'>I Don't Want to Walk Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Jule Sty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s1600/Loesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s200/Loesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478008070552745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ne &amp;amp; Frank Loesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAfxeYWKFoI/AAAAAAAAKSk/57tRDlC0I1A/s1600/1785-004-93CE4F84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAfxeYWKFoI/AAAAAAAAKSk/57tRDlC0I1A/s200/1785-004-93CE4F84.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478612975953254018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1942&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loesser collaborated with Styne to compose a bunch of tunes for the 1942 Paramount film Sweater Girl, with this innocent confection being the big hit. Bettie Jane Rhodes sang it in the film, and it was recorded immediately after by the Harry James orchestra with Helen Forrest, resulting in a number one record. As recently as 30 years ago, it was taken back to the Billboard charts by Barry Manilow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our friends keep knocking at the door&lt;br /&gt;They've asked me out a hundred times or more&lt;br /&gt;But all I say is, "Leave me in the gloom"&lt;br /&gt;And here I stay within my lonely room&lt;br /&gt;'Cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to walk without you, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Walk without my arm about you, Baby&lt;br /&gt;I thought the day you left me behind&lt;br /&gt;I'd take a stroll and get you right off my mind&lt;br /&gt;But now I find that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to walk without the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to turn off all that sunshine?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Baby, please come back or you'll break my heart for me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't want to walk without you&lt;br /&gt;No, siree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis McGuire&lt;br /&gt;Artie Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/46174914/Jo+Stafford%E2%80%93I+Don%27t+Want+To+Walk+Without+You+1958"&gt;Jo Stafford&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Vale&lt;br /&gt;Joe Holt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-6517374077723191602?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/6517374077723191602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=6517374077723191602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6517374077723191602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/6517374077723191602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-want-to-walk-without-you.html' title='I Don&apos;t Want to Walk Without You'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s72-c/Loesser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-5790806212929088242</id><published>2010-06-01T23:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:22:13.232-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser Centennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1938'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tin Pan Alley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Loesser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoagy Carmichael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930s'/><title type='text'>Two Sleepy People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s1600/Loesser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s200/Loesser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478008070552745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLP7kZnJI/AAAAAAAAKRk/G-KQiU7ACjw/s1600/1912156.standard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLP7kZnJI/AAAAAAAAKRk/G-KQiU7ACjw/s200/1912156.standard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478007996314918034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Hoagy Carmichael &amp;amp; Frank Loesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1938&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year marks the 100th anniversary of the birth of Frank Loesser on June 29, 1910. To honor this centennial, Standard of the Day will be spotlighting Loesser songs throughout the month of June, in a little tribute I call "Heart and Soul." We kick it off with this charmer, written by Loesser with fellow songwriting giant Hoagy Carmichael. Loesser's delightful lyric concerns a couple so enthralled by each others' company that they refuse to part, despite being exhausted. It was introduced by Bob Hope &amp;amp; Shirley Ross as a companion piece to "Thanks for the Memories" from the previous year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are, out of cigarettes,&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands and yawning,&lt;br /&gt;Look how late it gets.&lt;br /&gt;Two sleepy people by dawn's early light,&lt;br /&gt;And too much in love to say goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are, in a cozy chair;&lt;br /&gt;Pickin' on a wishbone from the frigidaire.&lt;br /&gt;Two sleepy people with nothing to say,&lt;br /&gt;And too much in love to break away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the nights we used to linger in the hall?&lt;br /&gt;Your father didn't like me at all.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the reason why we married in the fall?&lt;br /&gt;To rent this little nest and get a bit of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here we are just about the same,&lt;br /&gt;Foggy little fella, drowsy little dame.&lt;br /&gt;Two sleepy people by dawn's early light,&lt;br /&gt;And too much in love to say goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Recorded By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/BSol/blip/46025305/Fats+Waller%E2%80%93Two+Sleepy+People"&gt;Fats Waller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly Simon&lt;br /&gt;Al Bowlly&lt;br /&gt;Dean Martin&lt;br /&gt;Art Garfunkel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9067288802988385219-5790806212929088242?l=standardoftheday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/feeds/5790806212929088242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9067288802988385219&amp;postID=5790806212929088242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5790806212929088242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9067288802988385219/posts/default/5790806212929088242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://standardoftheday.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-sleepy-people.html' title='Two Sleepy People'/><author><name>B-Sol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10717121313061173603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/Sm8qnIiH-MI/AAAAAAAAFlc/4PZPtkqmc24/S220/P7260153-01.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/TAXLUQIE9QI/AAAAAAAAKRs/r1wp1BoLHqs/s72-c/Loesser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067288802988385219.post-4235005156354996786</id><published>2010-05-23T01:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T01:50:32.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1927'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irving Berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruth Etting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ziegfeld Follies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920s'/><title type='text'>Shaking the Blues Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/S_jByL-N1pI/AAAAAAAAKJs/jgGP4TrGRI8/s1600/74270860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7UHICy8Etfo/S_jByL-N1pI/AAAAAAAAKJs/jgGP4TrGRI8/s200/74270860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474338415020201618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;By Irving Berlin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1927&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lively, irresistible dance number that's the epitome of the Roaring '20s. It was written for Ruth Etting, perhaps the era's top female vocalist. She introduced it onstage in the Ziegfeld Follies, and recorded it soon after. It was revived 20 years later by Ann Miller in the movie E
