That Certain Feeling
|Reviewed by mojo
This is a pleasant enough song, although one that is almost completely forgettable. I mean, these are ALL Broadway show tunes from the Twenties, Thirties and Forties. We're not dealing with Major Social Issues, people, we're mostly dealing with Boy Meets Girl and Happy Endings. Or, as the Mikado once said in, um, The Mikado, "It is an unjust world, and virtue is triumphant only in theatrical performances." Granted, that was first said a good forty or fifty years even before the Gershwins came along, but it was funny back in the 1880s and it's still funny today, if Mojo may cram it down your throat.
But as to That Certain Feeling, well, what can one say? It's mercifully short, which is more than a great many less-than-stellar songs can say. It's not BAD, it's just not GREAT. The lyrics are a little forced and predictable. The tune is nothing special. It only warrants two short sentences on Wikipedia. But you just know it's the sort of song that's going to win you a Gershwin trivia contest someday. And it's short enough and pleasant enough that it's not really worth reaching over to the skip button, especially if you're doing something that requires using your hands for other things.
Believe me, I know. Back in the Stone Age, before one could construct playlists aside from mix tapes, it was often amusing for the gods on Olympus to put the idea in Mojo's tiny little pea brain to do something messy, like knead bread, and then send her a dreadful, dreadful song on the CD player, and watch the shenanigans as she attempts to skip through the song without using her hands or ruining a delicate piece of electronics. Because there are some songs (*cough*seasonsinthesun*cough*) that just should have never, never ever been recorded, but to their credit they are probably still being played and used today, though mostly at places like Guantanamo.
This is NOT THAT. Let me make it PERFECTLY CLEAR. It's not the sort of song I'm going to throw myself over a pile of broken glass to get to the player to stop it. And while there are many songs I'll skip if it's convenient--even Ella songs--this is one of those borderline songs that often gets a free pass. It's short, it's pleasant, and it's Ella. Others have done far, far worse. And when that Gershwin trivia contest comes along, I'll be ready!
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