Which songs are the same?

Autocorrect will be the death of me as well; as will AI ultimately kill us all, because our species is stupidly and greedily developing it. (Here endith the rant.) My Dad published under the name Ray Owens, because our family name is German, difficult and confusing. His best-known composition was titled Long John Silver. He was a very literate man, and enjoyed, among others, the works of Robert Louis Stephenson, the author of Treasure Island, which probably spawned, after a time, all the Johnny Depp pirate stuff. I met Tommy and Jimmy Dorsey when I was about 5 or 6 years old. I recall that they were very kind to me, and that they seemed to have a lot of respect for my father. I know that you know that the arranger is the king/queenpin of the music world (e.g., Isaac Hayes), the editor and taste arbiter of what we hear. I never met Doris Day, though I did meet my Dad’s idol, Louis Armstrong, when I was 12. (I got his autograph! And a conversation!) You probably know there was a time in the 50s when Dorris Day was the was the biggest female movie star in the world, bigger than even MM. My mother’s favorite album was Day By Day. I have it on CD, backed by the follow up, Day By Night. You could call it Easy Listening. You could call Sinatra the same; and he’d rise from the dead and smite you, and you know it! This music in the 50s was competing against the excitement of a new US artform, rock ‘n’ roll, created (in my opinion) by Chuck Berry (with the Chuck Berry change-down and the CLASSIC CB duck-walk), taking the lead from the Country-Western-derived Rockabilly. Elvis and Bill Haley and the Comets and, my favorite, Buddy Holley topped the charts, and Sinatra worried that he might be finished. My new friend, I love rock with a love born in my childhood; but no more than my acquired love for Classical, Jazz, Standards and Opera. May I ask what you enjoy?