I used to love to watch Dean Martin. The dancers, Gold Diggers, were what I thought were as close to perfect as it gets being a girl. (yeah, kinda conflicted with my suffragist, women's lib roots).
One of my favorites was the song "Baby, It's cold outside"
I still pull out my vinyl when I go visit my mom. I keep saying I'm going to bring it down here...but so far I haven't found 'just the right place' for it. So for now it's just another treat when I get home.
The biggest reason all my records are still at my mom's....space. The stereo system takes up a lot of it, and my old suitcase turntable is a lot of fun and has a funky sound but.. that's not what I prefer.
(I've even got 45's. and a few 78's.)