The Platters – Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

This week I was lucky enough to spend some time with Mitch Winehouse, Amy’s Dad. Mitch is promoting his book Amy: My Daughter and Monday is the year anniversary of Amy’s passing. I spent most of Tuesday afternoon with him as we picked songs that Amy loved and recorded a radio show full of wonderful stories about them and the Amy Mitch knew. It’s broadcast on heat radio on Monday night at 8pm and will be repeated the following Sunday at 10am. It’ll make you laugh, and maybe make you cry, but it certainly makes clear that the pair had a brilliant father / daughter relationship – and also that Mitch is a fabulous storyteller. He should have more broadcasting in his future.

One of the songs Mitch chose is by 50s ‘boyband’ The Platters who Mitch described as ‘The One Direction of their day.’ Originally written for a 30s musical ‘Roberta’, it’s had versions done by all the great and the good from Vic Damone to Piaf to Dinah Washington to a terrible 70s version by Bryan Ferry – yet I’ve never heard it before. I absolutely love it when I discover an old song that’s new to me, no matter how famous it might be, particularly one that’s so intensely amazing that you forget to breathe for a second, and this is just that – it hasn’t been off since. ¬†From the opening bars the tender lush sounds wash over you and it’s simply the audio equivalent of being twirled round a dancefloor while staring into the eyes of the one you love. Utterly, utterly beautiful.

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