Friday, October 18, 2013

"Blue Skies"

As we await more information from the club's development, hopefully even the hiring of a head coach, I've been thinking about the fan culture. We'll need songs. Hey, it's never too early, right?

I know that Man City supporters sing Rodgers and Hart's "Blue Moon," but we need to find our own traditions. I'd like to suggest Irving Berlin's 1926 song "Blue Skies".

Strikes me as a perfect song. Easy to sing, relatively simple lyrics, it can be upbeat and peppy. If the club is winning, it's a celebration; if they're down then it's an expression of enduring optimism.

Here are the lyrics:
Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see

Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long

Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly

Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on
If you're feeling really ambitious, you could always add in the original opening verse:
I was blue, just as blue as I could be
Ev'ry day was a cloudy day for me
Then good luck came a-knocking at my door
Skies were gray but they're not gray anymore
"Blue Skies" has been covered dozens of times, by singers as varied as Judy Garland to Willie Nelson, Josephine Baker to Rod Stewart. Besides the Sinatra linked above, I'm partial to Ella Fitzgerald's interpretation:

Then there's Irving Berlin himself.

Berlin was born in Russia, but his family moved to New York City when he was a toddler to escape the anti-Jewish pogroms. He grew up in poverty on the Lower East Side, taught himself to play the piano and worked his way up to become one of the signature songwriters in American popular music. All within a few miles, a story that just couldn't happen anywhere else.

It's Tin Pan Alley, it's Broadway, it's uniquely New York City.
Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
From the Bronx or Pier 40 or wherever NYCFC calls home, I can hear it now.

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