When I was seven or eight years old, I watched Peggy Lee sing her song “Fever” on television. Her performance left me awe-struck and more. I didn’t quite understand the “more” part of what I experienced at the time, but within a few more years I grasped it.
The more was sexual on some
level.
In my estimation, Fever is perfectly
crafted. It’s slick and simple. Now that YouTube is a thing, I find myself
punching-up Fever every so often so I can watch Peggy Lee.
I have posted my favorite
version of Fever. The drummer in this performance,
a jazz artist named Jack Sperling, is singularly impressive.
—Mitchell Hegman
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