Maybe the humourless, joyless wonders that I wrote about in the previous post will approve of this version: Betty Garrett and Red Skelton, with Betty totally empowered.
This is beautiful.
Marty Balin died. My regular readers know the contempt in which I hold hippies, but I can forgive certain hippies a lot if they write and sing songs like this. Marty Balin, Signe Anderson and Paul Kantner are all singing on this track – and all three of them are gone. RIP.
When I lived in Paris, I became a big fan of the Belgian singer Maurane. I was sad to learn that she passed away earlier this year. Apparently, her last album will be released in two weeks – a tribute to fellow Belgian Jacques Brel.
Here’s my favourite of her songs.
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).