Reader Claire, from the United States, no doubt in response to this note from 2000, writes:
Trying to locate a version of Sinatra’s I’ll Be Seeing You. This is not the Dorsey recording. He made a newer recording of that song. It is a swing version. The version with Dorsey was a ballad. This newer version is also in stereo. Having problems finding the album title.
Since the demise of Napster, research for the musical neophyte like me is much more difficult. I did find this version [3.2MB MP3] by Mark Copeland which, if not swing per se, is certainly more up-tempo than the Dorsey recording.
Can anyone else help? I’m trying to get a lead on ex-CBC recording master David Lennick to help; I’m sure he would know the answer.
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Yes I will dig you … in the early bright and
when the night is nooooooh
I’ll be lookin’ at the moon … I’ll be lookin’ but I’ll be see … in’ … youuuuuu
It’s from I Remember Tommy, a tribute album and Sinatra’s first after leaving Capitol. There are loads of recordings with Tommy Dorsey, but those are the ones your friend Claire doesn’t want. I had or have the right one on vinyl, maybe CD. If I don’t have it my brother-in-law does (hey, maybe that’s where my CD is). Lemme check around. Stand by …
Looks bad. Found vinyl, but ditched the turntable a few years back. Dispatched alert to brother-in-law Tim, a good egg and chef at the governor’s mansion here in New York — which places him in a good position to answer the question, “What do Republicans eat … besides their young?” Answer: egg-white omelets when staff’s around, cheeseburgers the rest of the time.
He may yet come through. In any case, that’s the album and recording. Ah knowz it well.
Here’s a little sunny day gem ta tide yuz over.
[Peter, sorry about the paragraph tags. Please patch the above comment. Color/background on body, ids and classes; paragraphs will inherit. Same for margins/padding. Much easier to manage.]
Lou, how would Frank have sung your name?
Alan,
On the other side (and here, after they arrived in the 1920s), the old Bretons said kwee-oh. But the first- and second-generation Franco-Americans, including me, have anglicized to quill-ee-oh. Still, if you call me loo-iss I’ll punch you in the head. So don’t, okay?
Thanks for that Frank tune, Lou. I’m a pretty entrenched anti-Frankian, but to my surprise I actually liked that one. Maybe it was the lyrics or the delivery, or maybe my mind was just unusually open, but I didn’t get at all the phoney pretentious feeling I’ve come to associate with Frank. Earnest, beautifully sung and swinging too. Overall a 9.6, says the judge from Lithuania.
So at some point when Frank was recording his first records it could have been Lou-ee Kwee-oh, definately a gem for the last line of a Sinatra verse — think Night and Day.
Lou-ee Kwee-oh
That’s the name they gave Grandpère, the one he walked around with.
Written out phonetically it seems more like a Hank Williams tune.
I think I found the version my correspondent is looking for. You can listen to a clip at Barnes & Noble.
For a little while, you can listen to more than a clip here.
This is a 1961 recording. That means it’s older than the 40 years at which decent copyrights expire. Let your conscience be your guide.