Friends, if you Xpected an X post after my W post, U haven’t been paying attention, because as I’ve previously Xplained, X is out. Even X post facto, there is no X factor here. Y? There are no old songs with girls named X in the title, that’s Y. That’s Y U C Y here.

Now that we got that straightened out, a word to the Ys: even if I were a Ys man (or a Ys guy, for that matter), I am not Ys enough to know more than one or two Y girl songs. So let’s start with that, and then, if necessary, I’ll pray for God’s help to find another Y song.

Sorry I asked, Lord. I could have done without that last one.



It’s T time — time once again to take to the links and “T” off. Our first link, as I post this in the wee small hours of the morning, is a tune that goes through a roll call of maids-in-waiting. As you will hear, Frank’LL TAKE TALLULAH. (It dawns on me that come the Don, Frankel take her too, or I miss my bet*):

*referring to our friend Don Frankel, fellow unofficial member of the Frank Sinatra fan club

Four years after the above 1944 recording, another T came into Sinatra’s life:

As you may know, Tina is the name of Sinatra’s ‘other’ daughter (Nancy being the older and more celebrated of the two). So how did Tina really feel about her famous father?

We started with a WW II era song from a movie, and we’ll close with another: Johnny Mercer’s TANGERINE, from THE FLEET’S IN (1942). The orchestra this time is Jimmy Dorsey’s (brother of Tommy, who took Tallulah aboard Ship Ahoy in the first clip):

If the last clip, in particular, shows its age and looks/sounds quaint to us today, remember this is what your parents or grandparents listened and danced to in their day ….and you would have done the same in their place. Truth be told, aren’t most of us captives of the culture we’re in? I may be spitting into the wind, but it strikes me that we’re stuck in shallow water if we think there is only ‘now.’ Why so many have so little interest in where we came from is beyond me. It might tell us how we got here. It might even help tell us where to go (not that I would ever do such a thing).



Believe it or not, I have standards — which I have made the standard for S (Part II). One of the all-time great standards of America’s Golden Age of popular music is STELLA BY STARLIGHT, composed by Victor Young for the 1944 film THE UNINVITED.  I invite you to be my guest for this good-as-it-gets rendition by the man known as “Mr. B”….

By most standards, the obscure tune which follows isn’t considered a standard….but when it’s by Cole Porter, almost any song (in my considered opinion) qualifies:

Our next S song has had more lives than a cat named Susie. It was first recorded by Eddie Cantor on 4/6/1925 and became a bestseller. It was subsequently sung by an actor who played Cantor in THE GREAT ZIEGFELD (1936), by two guys named Gene & Frank in ANCHORS AWEIGH (1945), and again by Cantor in the films IF YOU KNEW SUSIE (1948) and THE EDDIE CANTOR STORY (1953)….not to mention other vintage recordings and performances. The clip below is from (guess which) one of the above:

We close with a song which may be too highbrow for some of you, but a little taste of class is surely worth the risk of a black eye to your reputation (such as it is — ha ha):



If perchance you wonder where my wandering minstrel brain finds the titles of my posts, some are based on old song titles, as with post OLGA, YOU BEAUTIFUL DOLL. I will now return to the scheme of the crime with this S post, whose title is based on THIS IS THE MISSUS, fittingly played by S‘s Ben Selvin & His Orchestra/Paul Small, vocal refrain:

With the setup out of the way, pardon me as I digress to rant on a matter impacting all of my posts for some of my readers: Is it asking too much for Google Translate do a more professional job of translating? As I read my foreign followers’ blogs, it’s obvious that the translation from their language (usually Spanish) to English leaves algo* to be desired, despite being generally forthright articles without the wordplay which rules my writing and thus requires intelligent (or at least non-mindless) translation. I hardly recognize my translated work, leaving me amazed that I have any non-English speaking followers at all.

*Spanish for “something”

Now that I’ve got that off my scalp, I am going to Sioux you before you sue me:

If you think that was sweet, you ain’t heard nothin’ yet:

Well, that’s a fine way to treat Sweet Sue. Surely such sophomoric she-nanigans shouldn’t stand, so we shall see that Sue shall see some sensible semblance of suitable staging here:

I have more S-girl song selections, for which I will do a Part II, as I need to get a post ahead of the game to make up for the anticipated skipping of Miss(ing) X.


Although R (Part II) brings the number of posts (18) in this series in line with the corresponding letter of the alphabet, I foresee that after S and T, most of the remaining letters are going to present a challenge to staying on course  — especially X. The only gal I’m aware of whose name starts with X was Xanthippe, wife of Socrates, but as far as I know, no one back then wrote a song about her….and if they did, they left no record — or even sheet music. Papyrus would have been available, though apparently it was used for different ends, which in hindsight was a good idea on paper, but went to waste in practice.

Meanswhile, back at the R, it’s time to ride:

Red may have had a head start, but Rosetta and Rosalie have their own tales to tell:

That’s all four now. Happy Thanksgiving!

MINED MY Ps and Qs

I had to dig deep to come up with a few tunes for this post. When it comes to good old songs with girl’s names beginning with P, the pickings are paltry, so I decided to add Q — which I found to be even paltry-er. But perhaps I’m too particular — after all, if Peggy’s good enough for The Three Stooges, she should be good enough for Mimi and Youyou:

Who knew The Three Stooges sang? I soitainly didn’t — at least, not until I checked THE THREE STOOGES SCRAPBOOK, which has a whole chapter devoted to “The Three Stooges on Record” (“Peggy O’Neil” is from their early 1960s record album titled THE THREE STOOGES NONSENSE SONG BOOK).

If you think Three Stooges singing is Moe-stly nonsense, don’t get miffed. Just get Miff:

Now we come to Q. There is a bygone song called Queenie, but I can’t find a clip of it…or of any old song with a girl’s first name starting with Q in the title. So this will have to do:

And right on cue, this Miss Q is thru. Naught left to do but bid adieu.


Who better than a double O-gal to kick off my O-girl post (which features two versions of the same song, as OLGA is the only old song I know with a girl’s name starting with O):

Version #1 is the original recording of the song by its composer, jazz legend Joe “King” Oliver (mentor of Louis Armstrong):

#2, different version, same beautiful Olga song:

Extra added attraction: the song on which I based the title of this post….