MAY DAYS

What do you say — may I interest you in the music of May? You see, I haven’t posted for a spell, but I don’t think I want to disturb a single brain cell — though I fear somewhere in my sphere the strain’s already rung a bell, as near I can tell. So, before I go too far, let’s get to the tunes, most of which may be before your time….but at least you won’t have to suffer (much) more of my rhyme.

I’ll start with two versions of my favorite May song, the first sung by the great Mel Tormé:

This second (and earlier) version is by British crooner Al Bowlly, who was tragically killed in a German air raid on London during WW II:

Now, let’s see — where are we? Oh, yes — we’re….

Let us say ‘fini’ appropriately:

FOR MADAME M, IS BLISS AMISS?

Ain’t it a shame about M  — as with Lady L, Madam M is musically profligate. So abundant are her charms that I am again tempted to break up such a surfeit of delights into two parts….but two M posts would undo the symmetry achieved by my having ‘two-timed’ Lady L, which re-matched the # of the post with the corresponding letter of the alphabet. Now, at the series’ halfway point, a quick repeat performance would make the previous one seem pointless — even (pardon my off-color French) downright déclassée. Discretion therefore being the better part of pallor, my past limit of three song clips is passé. What’s par for the course now? Play on and see!

FORE!

Our first M drove other gals green with envy, but in a ‘fair’ way (see note on vocalist*):

*Connee Boswell (of classic jazz’s fondly remembered Boswell Sisters) was unable to sing standing, due to suffering from polio since infancy.

#2 is dedicated to my #1 M girl (long-time followers of this blog may remember the Molly of whom I speak):

Third of four, May I introduce you to:

For my fourth and final offering, ‘canoe’ believe I’m paddlin’ Madeline home? Naughty girl!