It's the Sunday Carol and they don't come much better than this.
Sinatra sings like he has a whisky in one hand, a cigarette in the other and some dame back in his dressing room; but he still manages to saturate every note with pathos and meaning, like he's pouring his heart and soul into every word of a Carol that always seems to tug at the heart strings.
Criticising the annual jamboree that is the X Factor is really just shooting fish in a barrel and unfair on a format that represents little more than a Saturday evening entertainment show. After all, the thing has thrown up some singers and performers with a good voice and a bit of flair, but the worst that can really be leveled at it is that the name is a terrible misnomer. Has there ever been any one performer who really has the 'X Factor'?
When you listen to Sinatra you get the real deal; spine-tingling, classy and effortlessly cool.