The original version of this, by Fred Neil, sounds a bit desolate, like he's feeling alone--everybody's talking, but he can't hear them; people are everywhere, but they can't see him and he can't see them.
Nilsson's version, with the orchestration, his rich voice, and some beautiful scatting, has a more a positive edge; to borrow a review, it's as if happiness is just around the corner; when he gets to "where the sun keeps shining through the pourin' rain", he'll be where he wants to be and life'll be better.
The original version of this, by Fred Neil, sounds a bit desolate, like he's feeling alone--everybody's talking, but he can't hear them; people are everywhere, but they can't see him and he can't see them.
Nilsson's version, with the orchestration, his rich voice, and some beautiful scatting, has a more a positive edge; to borrow a review, it's as if happiness is just around the corner; when he gets to "where the sun keeps shining through the pourin' rain", he'll be where he wants to be and life'll be better.