Hey, I told him to watch Broadway Melody of 1940. That’s gotta count for something.
Ditto-the beauty of Porter is that someone who is not a world class singer can still execute the words with joy and verve (or pathos) as required.
I see nobody has mentioned that Cole Porter was a Peruvian, so I guess it falls to me to say so. Peru, Indiana, that is.
Actually, Fred is on the collection I cited (“I Concentrate on You”)
Post No. six:
For shame, indeed.