I think I like the poster for this tune best of all. This song came out in ’55, well before I was born. But my parents had lps from this era. And the basement in our house had a swanky old bar that would have fit right in…
The thing I like about Sinatra’s singing, and about all great singers, is that it almost sounds like he’s talking when he sings. Nothing’s put on. It just comes so naturally. And unlike pop stars who sometimes sing a bit flat or sharp – to include Elton John and the Beatles – he’s got perfect pitch. And timing… well, timing is everything and love him or not, Sinatra’s got it.
“I thought I found a gal I could trust… what a bust… this is how the story ends…”
—In the Wee Small Hours