June 18, 2011
I've loved Ella Fitzgerald for a long time, but my love solidified in 1977 with a New Yorker cartoon that had two guys looking at a bird in a birdcage. The bird was dressed up in a long evening gown and had a trademark Ella Fitzgerald wig. The caption read: "Funny, she doesn't sound that much like Ella Fitzgerald to me."
Walter and I are going to an out-of-town concert in a few minutes (not Ella), with the added bonus: the date extends overnight in a king-suite at an out-of-town hotel. So, in honor of Ella, in honor of Erin, and in honor of falling in love (still), sing along with me: