No, not that one. We don’t need another version of the Sinatra classic being murdered, although if Fred Abong were to do it, I’m sure it would reside in the upper echelons of the myriad takes on the song. No, this is Fred doing what he does so well – intimate and isolated, downbeat acoustica, a style he has made all his own.
And it works so well for him, as “My Way” neatly shows, because he never wallows in the dourness of the style, never succumbs to the darkness, instead he uses those shades and shadows as…
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