Saturday, 30 May 2009

My funny Valentine (the song)

I recently became interested in the song 'My funny Valentine', partly because Matt Giraud sang it on American Idol (unfairly, I thought, he got knocked out that week) and also because there was a film on TV about Chet Baker, the jazz musician who was one of the leading performers of the song.


Baker was known, I suppose, for three things: his music (trumpet and singing), the fact that he was fabulously good looking in his younger days, and his dissolute lifestyle (he took enormous quantities of drugs, mainly heroin). The film, 'Let's get lost', portrayed him at the age of about 58 (shortly before he died, falling out of a hotel window). He was very lined after all the years of hard living, but still good looking in a wasted sort of way. His musicianship, amazingly, was still strong.


Anyway, this led me to listen to his recording of MFV: singing it, although he also played it on the trumpet many times. It's a haunting performance. He has an incredibly gentle voice. It's like a woman's voice, not because it's high in pitch, but because of the softness, the caressing quality he has. That seems right for the song, which was originally meant to be sung by a woman.


Strangely enough, the next version of the song up on Youtube was the one by Nico, which is weird in the opposite direction, Nico was a very beautiful woman, but her voice was very deep, easily mistakable for a man's. She also had a troubled life, although I don't think she took the amount of drugs that Chet did.


Here are the three versions:

Matt Giraud


Chet Baker

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jvXywhJpOKs

Nico

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_1xplddbEnY

Monday, 4 May 2009

Our day out

Out for the BH with la Duchesa and the Dowager.

We were heading for a National Trust property called Clandon Park, in Surrey.

My method of getting there was to use my SatNav and enter the postcode of the house.

SN ordered me to turn right, but it didn't look like a proper turning, just someone's driveway.

We go past, turn back, go past it again, turn back again.

This time I think I'll give it a go.

We go under an arch and out onto a tiny little country road: really just a dirt track.

Anyway, it did lead us to the house in the end.

Quite an enjoyable visit.

The restauarant ignored the NT's Golden Rule (Thou shalt provide quiche salad) but we had the steak and ale pie, which was pretty good.

Overall, a nice day out.