Archive for January, 2012

I INTRODUCED — Cole Porter — 1919

January 30, 2012

Written the same year that Cole married Linda.  From the stage production “Hitchy-Koo of 1919” and introduced by Raymond Hitchcock.  This is the type of Porter I adore — his clever knack of taking names and references of current day and weaving them into song.  Other songs of note from this production include OLD FASHIONED GARDEN and MY COZY LITTLE CORNER OF THE RITZ.  The song, I INTRODUCED was used in the 1965 production of Ben Bagley’s “The Decline and Fall of the Entire World as Seen Through the Eyes of Cole Porter”, which starred Kaye Ballard and Harold Lang.

Though it’s not quite generally known

That I’m a one-horse power behind the throne,

Yet lots of people are in clover,

Simply due to things that I’ve put over.

Just pick up your fav’rite magazine,

Peruse the ads and you’ll see what I mean,

For ev’ry partnership you see is wholly owing to me.


For I presented Mister Morgan to Mister Harjes,

I presented Mister Peet to Mister Rogers,

I introduced Mister Cross to Mister Mark,

Mister Lord to Mister Taylor,

Mister Tilford to Mister Park.

It’s entirely thanks to me,

Though few people know it,

That that dear old Mister Chandon

Met that dear old Mister Moet,

But the greatest introduction that I ever put through

Was when I presented myself to you.  


CA, C’EST L’AMOUR — Cole Porter — Sept 1957

January 27, 2012

From the film Les Girls starring Gene Kelly, Mitzi Gaynor, Kay Kendall, and Taina Elg — this was introduced by Taina Elg…

When suddenly you sight

Someone for whom you yearn,

Ca, c’est l’amour.

And when to your delight

She loves you in return,

Ca, c’est l’amour.

Then dawns a dreary day,

Your darling goes away

And all is over, you are sure.

But, oh, when she returns

And loves you as before,

You take her in your lonely arms

And want her even more,

Ca, c’est l’amour,

Ca, c’est l’amour. 

PILOT ME — Cole Porter — Published August 1928

January 26, 2012

There is a fine version of this song out there as recorded by the late, great Bobby Short!!

I’ve got an aeroplane,

Entirely new,

A cozy, narrow plane,

Just built for two.

I’ll let you drive it, dear,

And when you do,

Up where it’s private, dear,

We’ll bill and coo.


Pilot me,

Pilot me,

Be the pilot I need.

Please give my ship

A maiden trip,

And we’ll get the prize for speed.

So cast away your fears,

Strip my gears,

Let me carry you through.

And when afraid you are

Of going too far,

Then I’ll

Just pil-

Ot you.



Dedicating 2012 to Cole Porter…

January 24, 2012

Anyone who knows me and the music I love to sing won’t be surprised if you tell them that I have an immense affection for Cole Porter.  The affair began many years ago.  Love his music…love his lyrics.  What’s not to admire?  The man was nothing short of brilliant when it came to songwriting.  For sometime now I’ve thought that I should do my part and share with the world out there the deliciousness that is and was “Cole Porter” — and for this reason I have decided to spend some time posting lyrics of Mr. Porter’s creation, with the hopes that perhaps you – out there – might dig a little deeper, and enjoy the work of this incredible tunesmith. 

I’ve decided that my first posting of a Cole Porter lyric must be that of I GET A KICK OUT OF YOU.  In an era where it was quite fashionable for the upper set to arrive at the theatre 15 or 20 minutes after the curtain had gone up – so that everyone could get a good look at what you were wearing to the show, Cole positioned this song within the first few minutes of the first scene.  The show was 1934’s Anything Goes, and this composition was regarded as the best in the show:  

My story is much too sad to be told

But practically ev’rything leaves me totally cold

The only exeception I know is the case

When I’m out on a quiet spree

Fighting vainly the old ennui

And I suddenly turn and see

Your fabulous face.


I get no kick from champagne.

Mere alcohol doesn’t thrill me at all,

So tell me why should it be true

That I get a kick out of you?

Some get a kick from cocaine.

I’m sure that if I took even one sniff

That would bore me terrific’ly too

Yet I get a kick out of you.

I get a kick ev’ry time I see

You’re standing there beside me

I get a kick though it’s clear to me

You obviously don’t adore me.

I get no kick in a plane

Flying too high with some guy in the sky

Is my idea of nothing to do,

Yet I get a kick out of you.