Jerry Vale - 'O Sole Mio (Columbia S7-31468)
'O Sole Mio
Jerry Vale came up out of the Bronx in the 1950s with a voice as big as the whole world. If you grew up in New York like I did, you knew that voice. It spoke of Arthur Avenue and Mulberry Street, of Chianti and red-checkered tablecloths, of all things Italian-American. An aroma as much as a sound, I swear I can smell the red gravy cooking whenever I hear it. Few artists, to me, are more evocative of a time and place... "Hey Bob," my friends from Brooklyn would say, "how long have you wished you were Italian?" At least as many times as I heard Jerry Vale sing.
Eterno Riposo concedere a lui, o Signore...