.... When our current, morally bankrupt pop culture finally implodes-on-itself, this kind of music will come back.... because the people will be hungry for it.
Picture this...a smoke-filled caberet, a couple of cocktails, your newlywed spouse, and dreaming together the life you two are gonna share. Well, this was my life 50 years ago when my new wife and I honeymooned in NYC and went to see Mel Torme at the Stork Club's smaller lounge, where headliners of the day performed. This was one of the songs he sang and this just brought some sweet memories! Sadly, my beautiful bride passed on a few months ago, but, I know she is here now, listening too.
It begins to tell, 'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is still with you, And ol' midnight knows it, too. When a quarrel we had needs mending, Does it mean that our love is ending. Darlin' I need you, lately I find You're out of my heart, And I'm out of my mind. Let our hearts take wings' 'round midnight, midnight Let the angels sing, for your returning. Till our love is safe and sound. And old midnight comes around. Feelin' sad, really gets bad Round, Round, Round Midnight