Saturday, September 26, 2009

Oh, Harry.

It's hard to imagine me loving anyone more than I love Tony Bennett. My love for him is firmly rooted. But it's a grandfatherly kind of love that has grown out of respect and admiration and how completely awesome his music is. Sometimes a girl needs a little something more. Enter Harry Connick, Jr. He picks up right where Tony leaves off and provides that little extra oomph, a little bit of the lust factor, that sometimes a girl needs in her music. He's gorgeous and sings that old-fashioned, swoon-worthy music that I love. So, if Tony's not availble, you can substitute/supplement with Harry and I won't mind a bit. But if you could bring me both of them, well I might love you forever.

Singing my favorite song: