1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die 2. Frank Sinatra – Songs for Swingin’ Lovers (1956)

Dr Simon Reads... Listens... to the 1001 Albums to Hear Before You Die. 


Here’s a new concept. Inspired by the book 1001 Albums to Hear Before You Die
(compiled by Robert Dimery) I intend to do just that. Since an album is usually around about an hour at most, and I can listen to them while doing something else, and I suspect the majority of them will be on Spotify, hopefully I will be able to do them before I die. Even at the rate of 1 a day, that’s three years.
 

2. Frank Sinatra – Songs for Swingin Lovers (1956) 

True Fact: Some time back in the end of the 80s I was working in my parents’ flower shop when I picked up a phone call “from the office of Frank Sinatra”. Apparently, Ol’ Blue Eyes had been visiting Michael Caine, who lived nearby, and wanted to send Caine and his wife some flower to say thank you. One thing I can tell you about Sinatra, he was willing to spend a lot of money on flowers. 

Songs for... is kind of the counterpoint to Wee Small Hours. It’s a collection of songs about the joy of love, rather than the sorrow of heartbreak, which is probably why Dimery chose them as a matching diptych. Actually that belies the emotional depth of the songs on both albums. Better, perhaps, to say that Wee Small Hours is melancholic rather than miserable – it revels in its sadness, while Swingin Lovers is joyful, yes, but also speaks of the how joy can stem from the uncertainty of new love. Probably because it covers songs by the likes of the Gershwins and Cole Porter, it’s unsurprising it has lyrical depth. 

The orchestration is more pronounced here, with classic swing tune motifs of the horn sting, with Sinatra doing what we may think of as classic Sinatra synchopation as he makes it sound easy jazzing around the tune.  

Because many (all?) of the songs are covers, they’re somewhat familiar even if you haven’t heard the Sinatra version – Pennies from Heaven, Anything Goes, I Got You under My Skin, Makin’ Whoopee, Old Devil Moon.  

Probably my favourites from this album would be the first two tracks. You Make Me Feel So Young is a Sinatra classic, and you have to admire Myrow and Gordon’s lyrical legerdemain of 

“Every time I see you grin, 

I’m such a happy in ..., 

...dividual”. 

The second track, It Happened in Monterey, is quintessential “lounge”, and we can imagine the Rat Pack living it large somewhere that never sleeps. Certainly more entertaining than In The Wee Small Hours. And already we're at an album that I've heard before.

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