Autumn in New York
Posted in Popular Song on Oct 14th, 2008 2 Comments »
It’s autumn - and this is London. This week has been something of an indian summer, with sunny days and temperatures in the 60s. But that hasn’t halted the season’s march, and the first reds and golds are showing on the trees at the bottom of my garden. The horse chestnuts have all gone brown prematurely, on account of some bug that has got into them, but the conkers are still prolific. Walking down the avenue of chestnuts towards St Mary’s Church last week was hazardous - more than once falling conkers bounced off my bald head.
Still this isn’t really the place to be in autumn - or the Fall as Americans so poetically put it. It is over there. A place, I sadly confess, I have never been to. But here’s how in my dreams it would be - in New York. A young Frank Sinatra singing, in 1947, this wonderful Vernon Duke song.
