I'm so grateful for the influence my parents had on me musically. You're all aware how my heart is deeply rooted in the '80s and all the cultural impact of that decade and the early '70s with Michael Jackson, Donny Osmond, The Beatles etc... What I have touched very little on is how my parents' generation of music played a huge part in the early years of wee little Rissy. My mother had records of Tommy Dorsey and his orchestra, Perry Como. Crooners, if you will. While I don't believe her to have been a big fan of Sinatra, I think I remember a Dean Martin record tucked away in the stacks.
One of my favorite movie soundtracks is from When Harry Met Sally. Harry Connick Jr channels the masters of swing. Additionally, My Best Friend's Wedding contains great covers by Ani DeFranco and Jann Arden. But my favorite of all? A song done by the king himself: Tony Bennett. He's the captain of cool. The muchacho of machismo. The man can croon, good golly. This music isn't left to gather dust, thank God! Many artists try to emulate the style (I'm looking at you Michael Buble') but none capture the essence of the era. You gotta live it to be it, I guess.
I found the following gem while looking for another song. I hope you dig it as much as I do. It speaks volumes about we should view life.