Thursday, September 3, 2009

There's no other man...

Is it possible to over-play Betty Harris? Hopefully I'll never find out.

I really don't understand why this record wasn't a hit. It gets played constantly in this house. So much so, that I try to pick up all the player copies I can just to spread the wear around.

This is another record which, as far I can tell, suffers from either a botched original recording or a lousy pressing. Harris' voice is distorted on every copy I've ever heard, something which makes even the cleanest 45 sound as though it's worn.

Not that I'm a such a stickler for clarity, but it would be nice if there were just a bit more sparkle to this yummy bit of ear candy.

Anyway, this one goes out to girlfriends Jolie and Amanda. They're my fellow [imaginary] back-up singers on this song. I'd post a clip of our routine, purely as a joke mind you...but I'm thinking the ensuing death threats might get annoying.



  1. Hey Ana! I just stumbled across your blog. Really digging your collection especially the New Orleans sounds. Great blog!

  2. Hey Jukebox, how cool that you found me on your own!

    I was thinking I should send a note telling you what I'm up to.

    But ya know, I don't want to seem like a blog whore do I? More than anything, I'll be happy if my little circle of friends enjoy the sounds...

    That is, friends like you...


  3. Thanks Ana. I found your link in the comments on Home of the Groove. I also added you to my blogroll at JBM, so maybe that will throw a few more ears your way...

  4. Woo Hoo, a second link!

    That's very kind of you Jukebox....

    Nice to see that you're posting again...i was starting to worry..