The slightly creepy side to Cole Porter music

I was listening to some Cole Porter the other day, and it occurred to me that some of his songs have a rather creepy quality to them.

Stalking love:

Obsessive love (yucky recording, but you’ll get the point):

And masochistic love:

And yet they’re all such lovely songs.

Speaking of lovely, here’s the beautiful Cyd Charisse dancing up a storm in Silk Stockings, when people still thought Communism was a bad, oppressive thing:

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  • benning

    I recall reading come of Porter’s lyrics – the originals before they went to publishers or were performed. Porter was a rather risque, naughty writer.