Blossom Dearie has a very uniform identity of femininity, from her girlie name to her 50s June Cleaver looks to her pipsqueak of a voice that could hardly be heard from the second floor balcony, so it’s been written. She also chooses to sing very cutesy or romantic songs, among which Once Upon a Summertime (playable MP3) is my favourite, among her songs and all the other versions out there.

But one day, Blossom got the blues… and what nasty blues they were, too!

My name is Blossom
I was raised in a lion’s den
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