I guess it happens to all of us. You’re asleep, deep in a peaceful dream, when you hear the music. You start humming and can’t stop as the words rearrange themselves. You’re half awake as the song continues on a loop.

See the pyramids along the Nile 
Watch the sunrise on a tropic isle 
Just remember darling, all the while 
You belong to me.

Images form in my subconscious. It’s the 50’s again and Jo Stafford is singing.

See the marketplace in old Algiers 
Send me photographs and souvenirs 
Just remember, darling, when a dream appears 
You belong to me.

I’m listening to WNEW-AM,  Frank Sinatra’s favorite radio station in New York City. They play all the great standards from the 30’s, 40’s and early 50’s. It’s “The Make Believe Ballroom with Martin Bloch”.  I turn up the volume a bit as Jo Stafford continues.

I’ll be so alone without you 
Maybe you’ll be lonesome too, and blue

I see grainy black and white images of Snookie Lanson and Dorothy Collins — a folksy duet — on “Your Hits Of The Week.” It’s the show that followed Sid Caesar’s “Your Show of Shows,” 10:3o, Saturday night on WNBC-TV, channel 4 in New York.

That was one of our two “stay up late nights” during those long ago years. Snooky Lanson, Dorothy Collins, Giselle MacKenzie and Russell Arms sang the top “tin pan alley” hits of the week in countdown fashion. In-between, there would be a “Lucky Strike extra,” an unknown song being promoted by the sponsor, Lucky Strike Cigarettes. The “Hits of the Week” singers were nice, but merely pale imitations of the star vocalists of the day. Jo Stafford, Teresa Brewer, Rosemary Clooney, Tony Bennett, Guy Mitchell, Doris Day, Sinatra, and so on. When Elvis hit the scene, the “Hits” cast looked downright foolish trying to warble songs like “Hound Dog” and “Jailhouse Rock.”

But I digress. Jo Stafford is still singing in my head.

Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it’s wet with rain 
Just remember, till you’re home again 
Or I come to you
You belong to me!

I can’t shake the song. Jo Stafford sings louder and louder til I finally awake. I stumble out to the kitchen where our scrappy Scotties, Bonnie and Gibbs, are barking for breakfast biscuits.

I belong to them.


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  1. I remember growing up listening to the Ray Coniff Singers, Louis Prima and Keely Smith, and Jackie Gleason and His Orchestra on this huge Victrola that covered most of one wall of our home in the San Fernando Valley. Of course, my parents had Sinatra, too. I know the name Jo Stafford but I don’t think we had any lp’s of hers. Those were the days for music, though!


  2. I chose Nat Cole’s “For Sentimental Reasons” as our wedding reception song. I was actually singing in Marilyn’s ear as we danced but I couldn’t hear myself. Sad!!


  3. What a romantic. Peter and I were listening to that and he said -“that’s one sweet song.”

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  4. stop that. I dont even have to look it up.


  5. Oh, fine. Now I have Jo Stafford in my head, and will for the next several hours. every single note. Soon I’ll be segueing into “We’ll Meet Again” and Vera Lynn, and the day will be lost, lost…

    I love the image of those upright singers trying to rip it up with Elvis’ hits, lol. Sorta like Pat Boone brutalizing Tutti Frutti…

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    • Yup. A good old fashioned ear worm 🙂 If you think this is an ear worm, look up her version of “Kiss Of Fire.” That one really kills me.


    • Judy, I guess there’ll always be a generational fight about the old standards versus rock ‘n roll…the old time rock ‘n roll. I love it all. Standards, Broadway show tunes, movie scores, old time rock, folk, blues, gospel, jazz…even some classical. I hit the time warp when heavy metal, rap and hip hop took over.

      Play it again,Sam!

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      • I like the older stuff, but thanks to the net and YouTube I have found music from every era that I never would have found otherwise. from Bo Diddley to Richard Thompson, from Johnny Cash to Dire Straits. It’s a wide range. =)

        Play it again, Sam, but mix it up a bit, this time, okay…

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        • We do listen to a very wide range of music, but not because of the internet but simply because I was a classical music major in college and Garry’s brother is a classical music conductor. We both just LIKE country western and folk. I used to play folk guitar and classical piano and a bit of flute (badly). So, between this that and the other thing, we’ve had a pretty broad range of music in our world. I think Garry loves the older stuff because he knows the words and can sing along. It’s hard for him to hear the words on more recent songs.

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  6. This is one of the coolest blog posts I’ve ever read! I guess that’s the thing about sentimentality – it sneaks in 😉

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    • Now I’M stuck with that song in my head until something displaces it!

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      • Just try and think of the “Howdy Doody” theme, That ought to do it.., but them you’ll need another one to get rid of HD, Hee, hee

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        • And there is always Barry Manilow, or Frankie Laine (rawhide!) or Under the Board walk…or my all time favorite, the california grape song. Feel free to borrow all of them. Please.

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          • Well, at least that gives her a few to rotate.., and Damn! you I just made me recalled the “RawHide” theme. Dumdiddy. dumdiddy, dumdiddy,dumdiddy dah, daaah.., Thwack!, Dumdiddy. dumdiddy, dumdiddy,dumdiddy dumdiddy dah, dah, dah…, awwwhhhh Crap!

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            • Ben, I’m back to the “Cheyenne” binge from ME-TV. Clint’s horse looked like he was carrying a very heavy load.

              “Cheyenne! Cheyenne!…lonely man, Cheyenne………and when..when you settle down…where will it be…Cheyenne. CHEYENNE!!!!”

              I’m watching the Cheyenne 2 parter with General Custer and the Little Big Horn fray. Wonder how it will end.



          • JUDY! JUDY! JUDY! — Barry Manilow doesn’t belong in this group.

            “I’m walking Behind You”, Judy, Judy, Judy.


        • “Hey, Boys and Girls — what time is it?


      • Me, too.


    • Forever, I grew up with music from the 30’s, 40’s and 50’s. We had “78’s” back then. I’m a “radio days” kid who listened to variety shows on radio. I still remember Bing Crosby crooning,”When the blue of the night…meets the gold of the day….someone waits for me” … that was Bing’s intro for his show. It was magic time.


  7. Hey Bro, you’re just a sentimental old fart of a mush heart…. 🙂

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