by Max Jones Peggy Lee, cool and collected in person as in song, is one of those elegant, controlled singers who is destined to be referred to as a musician’s musician. She is, she admits, something of a perfectionist who believes in having everything right before taking her act onto[…]

by Reginald Brace Ken Barnes, the Yorkshireman who recorded Bing Crosby and Fred Astaire in London two years ago, has just finished doing a similar job with Peggy Lee. “It took me more than two years to get Peggy,” said the Middlesbrough man who believes that rock clobbered the craft[…]

by Herbert Kretzmer Peggy Lee’s suite on the eighth floor of the Dorchester is knee-deep in house plants. She bought them for company and keeps up a friendly communication every day with the surrounding vegetation. “I don’t actually go up to them and say, ‘Hi Fern!’ but they know I’m[…]

by Fred Orehek Mayor Daley caught a 19-pound chinook in Lake Michigan off McCormick Place at dawn Friday, and while his wife was baking it for dinner he proudly displayed a color photograph of his catch to another fishing fan, singer Peggy Lee. Miss Lee told the mayor during a[…]

by Bob Thomas A few weeks late, Japan is getting ready to celebrate America’s Bicentennial with fireworks, festivals – and Peggy Lee. One of this country’s most appealing exports, Miss Lee has been invited to be guest of honor at a series of celebrations, including a fireworks festival at Karuizawa,[…]

by Peter Reilly “When my teeth are at rest in a glass by my bed/And my hair lies somewhere in a drawer/Then the world doesn’t seem like a very nice place/Not a very nice place anymore.” It’s Peggy Lee singing those singularly unbeguiling words, in her 3 a.m. pitch-dark-side-of-the-morning voice,[…]