Sinatra singing I'll Be Seeing You as Swing?

Yes I will dig you &#8230 in the early bright and

when the night is nooooooh

I’ll be lookin’ at the moon &#8230 I’ll be lookin’ but I’ll be see &#8230 in’ &#8230 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 &#8230

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 &#8212 which places him in a good position to answer the question, “What do Republicans eat &#8230 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 Grandp&#232re, the one he walked around with.

Written out phonetically it seems more like a Hank Williams tune.

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.