That certain night
The night we met
There was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at the Ritz
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
I may be right
I may be wrong
But I’m perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
The moon that lingered over London town
Poor puzzled moon
He wore a frown
Oh how could he know we two were so in love
The whole wide world was upside down
The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodbye
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
A nightingale sang. A nightingale sang
The streets of town
Were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodbye
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
Oo-ooh
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square
Not just incredible harmonies but M.T.'s microtonal adjustments to make this sound so amazing are just perfection. I can't imagine a better rendition than this. 500 out of 10!!!
Beautiful, and skilful, and sensitive, and old fashioned, and so sweet, a little piece of old standards of artistic entertaining performance, a gin and tonic little comfort...
I had the pleasure of meeting Gene Puerling in Kalamazoo, Michigan some 20 years ago at a college vocal jazz competition. His group, "The Hi-Lo's" were performing. Not knowing that Mr. Puerling would be there, our jazz group sang this very arrangement of this song, (I sang baritone). He remembered us performing it and was nice enough to say we did a great job. TOUGH arrangement! The man was truly a genius. An experience I'll never forget!