I freely admit it. While popping a hard-boiled egg into my mouth for lunch about a minute ago (lunch now done, thanks), I told Alexa to play a song. “She who must not be named” complied with Jerome Kern’s hit from the forgotten 1933 musical Roberta. I mean, of course, “Smoke Gets In Your Eyes”. Not by Nat Cole. Not by Barbra Streisand. Good heavens, no. By The Platters, of course.