Plenty of oldey-timey music on here, most of which is very canny, but it's the classics that stand out.
I could listen to Dance of the Cuckoos, Trail of the Lonesome Pine, and Honolulu Baby all day.
But the highlight is the eternally sublime At The Ball, That's All. Understated brilliance, even without the visual delight of watching the pair dancing to it.
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