The King

Every era has its greats, sportsmen and women, entertainers, singers, musicians and as we grow up through our formative years we developed a mentality especially to the musical fraternity, the singers and the instrumentalists. Tonight I have been watching a program on the life of Nat King Cole.
His  era was brim full of marvellous talent, Sinatra, Oscar Peterson, the fantastic bands of the period and yet the sound of Nat Cole singing those love songs, syncopated rhythm and perfect timing was, 'is' haunting.
Everyone must feel that their 'time' was special but the giants who blossomed in the 1920s 30s and immediately after the war will never be repeated. Coles silky phrasing and relaxed delivery can not be created in our current climate, his diction revealed for us every word, his sensitivity moved us and heightened the mood of each song which, to this day those of us who lived with these songs as a background to our adolescence will still stir a deep and fundimental memory