Sunday, June 29, 2008

i hear music when i look at you

What could be better than Sinatra singing "The Song Is You" with the Billy May Orchestra?

Ella Fitzgerald singing "All the Things You Are," perhaps?

Or what about Peggy Lee's version of "Bali H'ai"?

My goosebumps have goosebumps, courtesy of Michael Bourne on WBGO.

6 comments:

MacGregor Rucker said...

I have it on good authority that Michael Bourne listens to Motorhead when he's at home.

Amy said...

Hmmm...maybe your "authority" needs to lay off the Georgi.

MacGregor Rucker said...

Ha! Ol' Georgi... Fully aware that the removal of discomfort isn't the same as pleasure, it feels pretty good when a hangover dissipates. So you're not buying the Motorhead story, eh? Would you believe it if I told you that Lemmy is a classically trained bassoon player?

Amy said...

Oh my, don't get me started on bassoon players. Hey, shouldn't you be writing a new post for your own blog? Or perhaps making phone calls?

MacGregor Rucker said...

You know... I started writing the piece on voyeurism and exhibitionism and internet culture and realized it was a very complex subject and too big for a blog post... or I have to seriously edit it and just pull out the links I found especially weird or poignant or both. Phone calls... Oy... my evening ended last night at about 9:30 with a phone call from my mother, which of course makes me sound like a monumental wuss... but she could bore the paint right off the wall.

Amy said...

Say no more. Looking forward to that post.