It’s very clear that the title of this tune by George and Ira Gershwin has changed a few times over the years. This is the title I prefer and if the ghost of Ira decides to haunt me so be it. I’m sure he’d have some good stories about Harpo Marx and Fred Astaire to share.
Where was I? Oh yeah, it’s Valentine’s Day. I’m not much on all the Hallmark card holidays (unlike my sister-in-law Christina) but I do love my wife very dearly. She takes that whole for better or worse thing very seriously, y’all.
In lieu of a schmaltzy card, here are a few very different versions of this Gershwin classic: