I've been campaigning to get our bands to do the Rare Earth version of that song, too...with little luck. Great song! (Both versions, of course, I just love the Rare Earth one a bit more)The singer does, and yes 3 of us do back ups. I'd say we do more of the Rare Earth version.
Not 'Darling' by the Beach Boys?Very likely its Sweet Home Alabama, given the frequency of that as a bar band staple for the 40 years since I started. In recent years, it's definitely Oh Darling, as I've become associated with that in our little scene, so even if I come up to do a song with someone else's band, they usually have me play that. In our show, if any of our regulars are in the audience, I'll get killed if I don't play it. Alternatively fun and/or tiresome, but if someone wants you to play a song cuz of the way you specifically do it, then you do it, dammit
Sinatra said Strangers in the night was the worst f****** song ever written. I love it! Does your buddy do that one?Probably "Fly Me to the Moon." I've played on and off since 1997 with a singer who does Great American Songbook tunes (a la Sinatra, Tony Bennett, and Nat "King" Cole), and he does that song at just about every gig. I haven't played with him much in the last few years, but for quite a long time I was playing with him as much as 5-10 times a month.
No, for some reason he never does that one. Another Sinatra tune he almost never does is "My Way." He'll only do it on rare occasions when someone requests it.Sinatra said Strangers in the night was the worst f****** song ever written. I love it! Does your buddy do that one?
No, for some reason he never does that one. Another Sinatra tune he almost never does is "My Way." He'll only do it on rare occasions when someone requests it.
Thinking about "Strangers in the Night" reminds me of a joke that bandleader told me a while ago. Seems that this one jazz combo was playing a society gig, and between tunes they were approached by a large, tough looking Italian gentleman.
"Hey, you motherf***kers--play 'Strangers in the Night' in 5/4!"
At this odd request, the bandleader was hesitant. "Well, we can play the song, but not in 5/4," he said. "It doesn't really lend itself to that time signature..."
"Hey, did you not hear me, you motherf***ker?" the man growled. "I SAID to f***king play 'Strangers in the Night' in f***king 5/4!!"
At this outburst the band hurriedly complied. As the first few measures of the tune came floating out over the dance floor in 5/4, the man stepped up to the microphone, and suddenly began to sing:
"Strangers in the f***king night..."