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December 05, 2012
I was recently reading about the nocturnal Chinese tree frog, who has developed unique, high-frequency vocal skills to attract its mate.
Which got me thinking about Johnny Mathis.
(Admittedly quite a leap.)
The lights are low. The bubbly is chilling. And with the first few notes of "Come Fly with Me" the mood is set.
I'm only trying to help. And bear in mind it will soon be Friday night.
For those who prefer to take the express route, Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On" is an obvious choice. But maybe too obvious. The only way to get away with Barry White is to say it's not your CD— you don't know how it got there.
Billy Eckstine's "I Apologize" is peerless when it comes to making out and making up.
Then, of course, there's all those we're intimate with on a first name basis: Frank, Mel, Tony, Willie, Ella, Sarah...and well you get the picture.
Those with more refined palettes are free to debate the relative seductive merits of Erik Satie's delicate piano explorations versus the Beethoven cello sonatas, recorded in several forms by the peerless Yo-Yo Ma. (Surely I'm not the only one who recognizes some inherently sensual quality to the cello. Just watch the way a great cellist holds the thing.)
Jazz buffs probably already have a favorite Stan Getz or Ben Webster album for when the lights are low. "Body and Soul," Coleman Hawkins on the sax, will always do in a pinch. As a rule, experts say to avoid any complex lyrics, such as "My Old Flame" that might remind anyone of someone else.
Did I forget Antonio Carlos Jobim? I hope you won't.
But then there's no predicting what will light someone's fire. Which brings me to the obvious question. What is the music that makes you dance?