by Victor Davis Singing legend Peggy Lee opened the door for the cat… and almost ruined her forthcoming British tour. As she let the pet into her Beverly Hills bedroom she fell, injuring an arm and a leg. Now she will perform from a chair for the dates which start[…]

by Harold Niesen One thing has tied my entire life together: listening to Miss Peggy Lee sing. Mom supplied her 45s to me before I could read. Now the forever young at heart Miss Lee continues her not-to-be-missed engagement at the Venetian Room through April 30. She combines pop and[…]

by Neal Karlen Miss Peggy Lee glumly stares out of the smoked rear window of her limousine as it crawls through midtown at rush hour. She’s caught, she says, a nasty dose of the Second Night Blues. “You never heard of those blues?” the 68-year-old chanteuse asks, her voice one[…]

by Rex Reed New York after dark is being blasted out of its lull. Peggy Lee is at the Ballroom, Rosemary Clooney is at the elegant new Rainbow and Stars, Margaret Whiting is back at the Algonquin, Jim Bailey is doing his Judy Garland witchcraft at Michael’s Pub and the[…]

by Patrick Pacheco Peggy Lee’s hotel bedroom looks a little like a hospital: There are two humidifiers going full blast, boxes of bandages and a wheelchair in a corner. You expect to find her in the living room, as she put it in song, “just holding on.” Instead, she looks[…]

by Bob Harrington Wherever Peggy Lee appears, she’s promoted as one of the living legends of show business. But Lee, who opens tonight at the Ballroom, doesn’t take such accolades very seriously. How does it feel to be a legend? “I wonder if all that legend stuff didn’t begin with[…]