JAZZ FOR LAUGHS (PART 01)

This post is JAZZ FOR LAUGHS — or, more to the part, the first in a series of JAZZ FOR LAUGHS posts. Just for laughs is my musical theme — when it comes to funny, I’ll stop at nothing. So, when you hear Nothing, it means something. Or Nothing At All.

So, what’s so funny about that song, you ask. Nothing. Nothing at all. But I needed a lead-in, and that’s the best I could do. Seriously. Speaking of seriously….

Well, that clip started out well, but I must admit it Peter-ed out after a while. (Did you get it — Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky “Peter-ed” out….hahahahaha.) So enough of the serious stuff. Let’s see what else drives Spike to drink….

As the horse said to the horse traitor who led him to firewater, “I’ll drunk to that” (with apologies to Dorothy Parker, who once said, “You can lead a whore to culture, but you can’t make her think.” Horticulture has had a soiled reputation ever since.).

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8 comments on “JAZZ FOR LAUGHS (PART 01)

  1. Don Frankel says:

    Muse, I’m glad you’ve decided to stop at nothing because…

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  2. arekhill1 says:

    Any post that mentions Dorothy Parker gets five stars from me, Sr. Muse. “There, but for a typo, is the story of my life.”

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  3. RMW says:

    I had heard the name, Spike Jones, but really had no idea who he was (before my time in the US). So this was an education… of sorts! A different era, for sure.

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    • mistermuse says:

      Spike Jones’ music was an education, all right — though not exactly what you’d call a ‘high class’ education (except maybe in the opinion of those in the upper classes, like The Three Stooges). 😦

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  4. tref says:

    Each time I saw Sinatra I wanted to be the guy who, during a moment when Sinatra was between songs, yells out, “You’re the king!” Of course, Sinatra always had a ready answer. Yet, for the handful of times I saw Sinatra sing I could never muster the nerve. And then, inevitably, somebody would yell a variation of that line. Sinatra would effortlessly return the volley. And I’d sit in my chair and think, “Damn. I missed it again.”

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    • mistermuse says:

      And to think that back in the early 1940s, Sinatra was a heartthrob of teenage girls who didn’t wait until he was between songs to voice their adulation (not that I fault them….or us adults, for that matter)

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