The Joys Of Misinterpretation
Dion, the aging king of Bronx Italian Doo-Wop heard Tom Waits acoustic-based ode to barroom melancholy and decided that what it really was was an upbeat strutter. And, somehow he makes it work. The relaxed assurance of Dion's voice and the easy swing of the piano and sax definitely help.
Dion was well past his "The Wanderer"/"Runaround Sue" prime when he cut this, and appropriately the swagger in this song is subdued and wistful, like an aging cool guy who knows his time is past but who still likes getting out to see the bright lights once in a while. That's an idea rarely referenced in youth-obsessed rock and roll, and this song captures it wonderfully.