Would you rather be at the Ritz in Paris or London than in lockdown at home? I certainly would, even if my budget could never, would never, extend that far. I decided that the next best thing is to pour a glass of wine and sing a song about it. I’ve been meaning to learn Irving Berlin’s Puttin’ on the Ritz for many years, and am finally doing it for an online gig at the end of May for Ballarat Heritage Weekend. May your shoes be shiny, your hat high, and your stripes and spots resplendent!
Here’s a slightly weird and moderne version of this song written in 1929.
Happiness as Anarchy #357: Puttin’ on the Ritz
