Irving Berlin was really the start of what became known as the Golden Age of Songwriting that probably ended with Stephen Sondheim. The real McCoys who hated approximate or false rhyming, who really matched words perfectly to music, who had something to say, and who left us tunes that Ella and Frank delivered to make the hairs on your neck stand up. Irving Berlin kicked off the line that included the Gershwins, Kern, Rodgers, Hammerstein, Porter , Loesser, Warren, Van Heusen, Cahn, Arlen, Mercer, Carmichael and so many more. Why were the Beatles so great? Because they mixed rock and soul with these great songwriters' understanding of melody, rhythm and good words.
How Berlin, a Russian immigrant, born to hardship, acquired such phenomenal melodic and lyrical ability is one of those great artistic miracles of nature. He was just a natural. Not much of a pianist (they say he only played in F# but he must have touched the white notes such is his chromatic awareness), not much of a singer, definitely a songwriting genius.
What songs: White Christmas, Top Hat, Cheek to Cheek, Let's Face The Music and Dance, Alexander's Ragtime Band, Change Partners, Easter Parade, How Deep Is The Ocean, Blue Skies, Puttin' On The Ritz, the score of Annie Get Your Gun, the score of Call Me Madam...I could list his songs of note for ages.
I loved this brilliant biography. Laurence Bergreen is a superb writer who made me feel I really knew Berlin. He writes with real insight into Irving's early life, his two marriages, his business skill, his wartime efforts and his passing.
A great read on a great musical icon.