My dear regular readers know how I love The Sound of Music. Well, through the wonders of the internets I discovered another version of the true story, a German film made in 1956. If is quite good, though it lacks the magic of little Gretl and Julie Andrews and, of course, the glory that is our Canadian icon of handsomeness, Christopher Plummer. It also lacks the perfect score, though having listed many “lacks,” I still recommend it. A different tone, of course, being German, but very good nonetheless. First part below – following parts should show up in the sidebar.
Nancy Sinatra Sr. died, which gives me an excuse to post another Sinatra performance.
He died twenty years ago today. In memory, a famous song about memory (of which I posted another version here).
Francis Albert, exceptional:
Watching a recent episode of The Americans, ‘The Great Patriotic War,’ got me thinking about this 1943 song:
Today is the fourth of anniversary of my mother’s passing. She loved this hymn, as do I. Fitting for Easter, as well. I love the Alan Jackson version (don’t know if mum did).
This is awesome! Steve Lawrence and Sammy Davis sing a medley of ‘not even nominated’ songs at the 1979 Oscars. So much better than the drivel of Hollywood awards ceremonies now.
One time when my dad was inebriated (which could have been one of virtually any night during a decades-long period) he told me that he thought there were “five great voices” out there. He began listing them: Sinatra, Nat King Cole, Bobby Darin, Tony Bennett and…he was stumbling around trying to remember the fifth and finally he added “Vic Damone!”
Totally agree. And I think this version of this song is magnificent. I seem to recall it was used in one of the early episodes (maybe the first) of “Mad Men,” when we saw what a cad Don Draper was.
In lieu, I give you this very touching song – from The Big Broadcast of 1938. For people of a certain age – my age, for example – we grew up knowing this song only as a melody played when Bob Hope came out onto a stage. But this is truly a lovely break-up song, so I offer it as my adieu to 2017. Bittersweet.
Ah my youth. I loved the original of this song, but I think I love this a bit more. Watch for weepy Gen X-ers singing along in the audience (what I’m doing at home).
It seems to me there is enough to analyse and criticize and investigate and report about President Trump and his administration without resorting to truly absurd stretches, such as this one. Despacito is a gorgeous song, and it is successful now for that reason. To suggest some deep relevance based on current affairs strikes me as a desperate attempt to tie virtually everything to Trump. Why not ask about the success of Eres Tu (an even more beautiful song, in my view) and its connection to President Richard Nixon, or even La Bamba and the importance of the Eisenhower administration in bringing about its popularity?
Seriously, media? Pull it together…and listen to this lovely song from my childhood, while enjoying the lead singer’s cute gapped teeth and her geeky, hairy bandmates. Clip is from the 1973 Eurovision song contest (it came second and it was cheated!):