Summertime: where the music asks the words to stretch out like lazy cats. Ella Fitzgerald makes it all seem extremely easy. So why does the pianist turn round in appreciative surprise (1.43) when Ella sings the word mornings?
Cab Calloway needs no introduction. He’s another master of precise enunciation. Even when he’s scatting nonsense syllables, each one has a clear beginning and a clear end. Listen to him guiding his audience, step by step, through Gershwin’s convoluted song: