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  • mistermuse 12:02 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , classic jazz, , , Jelly Roll Morton, , , , , , Satchmo, , , trumpet,   

    MEMORIES OF SATCHMO (Aug. 4, 1901-July 6, 1971) 

    “If you have to ask what jazz is, you’ll never know.” –Louis (“Satchmo”) Armstrong

    • * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

    Awake at night, at sunrise, every sunset too, seems to be bringing me….

    But that was long ago, and now my consolation is in the….

    My only sin is in my skin — what did I do to be so….

    In contrast to our current culture of celebrity-for-celebrity’s-sake, today we celebrate the memory of a man who was the genuine article: a true game-changer, unsurpassed in the history of America’s contribution to the music world, namely jazz. To quote Scott Yanow, author of CLASSIC JAZZ:

    Although jazz existed before Louis Armstrong (including important giants Jelly Roll Morton, James P. Johnson, Freddie Keppard, Sidney Bechet, and King Oliver), Armstrong had the biggest impact of any jazz musician. Whether it was transforming jazz from an ensemble-oriented music into one showcasing solos by virtuosos, popularizing both scat singing and hornlike vocalizing, infusing pop songs with the blues, making dramatic statements with the inventive use of silence and dynamics, and (via his sunny personality) making jazz accessible to millions who had never heard it before, Armstrong’s contributions are so vast [that] jazz would have been a lot different if he had not existed.

    To help the reader (who isn’t a jazz buff or remembers only the past-his-prime Armstrong) understand something of the impact of the early Armstrong, I’ll close with this 1928 recording — his favorite (and mine) of his own playing:

    There, brethren, you have the earthly counterpart of The Rapture enrapturing you from the West End of jazz heaven. May you abandon yourself to the American Gabriel’s clarion call as his golden trumpet leads you to Blues paradise. Or just enjoy.




    • leggypeggy 12:30 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      I was lucky enough to hear Satchmo perform live.

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    • calmkate 3:01 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      one of my heroes, thanks for this delightful tribute!

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    • Garfield Hug 4:58 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      These are beautiful oldies but goldiesūüėä

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    • masercot 5:54 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      “Incomparable” is the only word you need to describe Armstrong…

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    • Yeah, Another Blogger 8:25 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Hello there. I saw him once in concert, in a stadium in the borough of Queens, which is part of New York City. He lived in Queens with his wife. Their home has been turned into a museum.

      Neil Scheinin

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      • mistermuse 9:43 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Neil. I didn’t know their home had been turned into a museum. It could have just as fittingly been turned into a shrine.

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    • Ashley 8:29 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Brilliant! Love that last piece….the best!

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      • mistermuse 9:48 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        That’s what’s known as saving the best for last (though, in this case, it’s the best of the best)..


    • scifihammy 8:37 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Excellent post and music. ūüôā
      My Mum really like Satchmo. ūüôā
      Once when I was talking about him to my kids, I called him Sasquatch!! But my kids knew who I meant. ūüėÄ

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      • mistermuse 9:53 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Glad to hear you talked to your kids about Sasquatch — I mean Satchmo. All most kids today know about music is today’s music.

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        • scifihammy 10:16 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink

          That’s true. But I think it’s important to share with your kids things that you appreciate ūüôā

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    • Rivergirl 10:40 am on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Great clips… I’d never heard Black and Blue from 1929.

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      • mistermuse 1:08 pm on August 4, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        In 1929, only a black man with the stature of Louis Armstrong could ‘get away with’ performing such a song sympathetic to the black man’s perspective. Then, in 1939, a black woman first sang this much more outspoken song that continued to outrage white racists for years, including during the McCarthy hearings of the early 1950s. Here she sings it in a 1959 TV appearance:


    • In My Cluttered Attic 3:34 pm on August 5, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Satchmo, truly was one of the very best. Thanks for this post, Jazz. :O)

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    • Don Ostertag 3:53 pm on August 5, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks Neil for getting me out of the funk caused by this horrible weekend. I found that playing my wide selection of Satchmo’s recordings helped me see in spite of what’s happening, deep down I agree with him when he sings ‘What a Wonderful World.

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    • mistermuse 5:09 pm on August 5, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      My oldest daughter is a Red Cross volunteer in Dayton, helping with the human aftermath of the horrible weekend there. Words cannot adequately convey what the victims’ families are going through. We can only hope that, with time, it will become a Wonderful World for them again, although it will never be the same.


    • thelonelyauthorblog 8:27 pm on August 5, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      A great one from our past.

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    • Silver Screenings 4:05 pm on August 7, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Ah, these songs are a marvellous soundtrack to this gorgeous, sunny Wednesday. Thanks so much. ūüôā

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    • mistermuse 5:27 pm on August 7, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks for the comment, SS. You inspire me to write this:

      I screening, Silver Screening, we all screening for ice creaming.

      Actually, I wouldn’t blame you for screaming at me to stop being so inspired.


    • America On Coffee 12:15 am on August 12, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Such an amazing personality with a loving style and loving smile. Great song!

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    • barkinginthedark 3:04 am on August 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      MM, i had the great honor of Louis Armstrong recording one of my songs; Not a great jazz piece just a little feel good thing. I am eternally humbled by it. Here it is:

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      • mistermuse 8:28 am on August 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Love this kind of “little feel good thing,” Tony! Although no one could do it like Louis, it’s the kind of song I think a good Dixieland band could also ‘have a party’ with.


  • mistermuse 1:33 am on January 1, 2019 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , classic jazz, , , , , old time camp meeting,   


    It has been some time since I devoted a post to one of my passions, namely CLASSIC JAZZ, so what say we¬†ramble on down to the old camp meeting and¬†get some jazz religion? If you’re not a classic¬†jazz lover, perhaps it’s because you’ve never been exposed or open to the sound of America’s own¬†indigenous music, with its roots in late 19th century ragtime, gospel¬†and¬†blues, among other influences.¬†So I’m making it my mission (and¬†New Year’s resolution)¬†to¬†deliver you from¬†that¬†sin of omission¬†in your musical faith¬†upbringing.

    One of the greatest pioneering jazzmen was New Orleans-born Joseph “King” Oliver, mentor of Louis Armstrong, who made a number of historic jazz records beginning in 1923, including CAMP MEETING BLUES. Here is the beginning of that primitive recording, which transitions beautifully (after 37 seconds) into the PERUNA JAZZMEN’s 1988 faithful-to-the-original rendering:

    Next, we turn to an even more recent rendering of an even older Camp Meeting song:


    Our last Camp Meeting is a Swing era classic from another king, the King of Swing, Benny Goodman:

    Now that you have seen the light, go and sin no more.


    Oh….and Happy New Year!


  • mistermuse 12:01 am on March 22, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: all-girl bands, classic jazz, , , sexism, Women's History Month   


    March¬†being Women’s History Month,¬†and mistermuse being a classic jazz enthusiast, I’d be remiss to let this conjunction of constellations¬†pass¬†without¬†honoring women’s place in jazz history. Though I can’t expound¬†on these subjects at length¬†in one post, I’ll highlight my¬†favorite period in jazz history — the 1920s, 30s and 40s — and the all-girl bands of that time,¬†as opposed to¬†female jazz vocalists¬†of the period, because the latter¬†are much better known¬†(Billie Holiday, for example)¬†than the former,¬†and their legacy has¬†far better survived that era’s¬†male-dominated world of jazz and popular music.

    Starting with the 1920’s, here is one of the first and foremost all-girl bands of the period:

    Moving on to the 1930s & 40s….

    As the latter clip demonstrates, African-American female musicians faced not only gender,¬†but racial, discrimination — not so much from white musicians as from the powers behind the scenes and the general public….and not just in the South. The were exceptions, but the best jazz¬†musicians didn’t sweat skin color — if you could play, you¬†should play.

    There is much more¬†that could be¬†said along¬†the lines of this post; perhaps I’ll do so in a future post.


    • Garfield Hug 1:54 am on March 22, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I remember hearing Ella Fitzgerald and I hope she is a jazz legend. Thanks for the these as I have not heard these artistes before.

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      • mistermuse 9:11 am on March 22, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Ella certainly IS a legend, GH. Her decades-long career started in the 1930s, so she goes back to the period covered in my post. I was fortunate enough to see and hear her in person in the early 1980s, and she still sounded great.


    • scifihammy 8:16 am on March 22, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I had no idea there even Were girl bands! A very good post highlighting their talents. ūüôā

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    • arekhill1 1:55 pm on March 22, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      • mistermuse 5:22 pm on March 22, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Hmmm….if the Go-Go’s and The Ingenues could change places in time, with the former finding themselves back in the 1920s and the latter waking up in the rock era, I wonder what each would think of the other group.


    • Don Frankel 4:01 pm on March 22, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Guess we could say this is a case of…


      • mistermuse 5:42 pm on March 22, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Perhaps there may have been a bit of jealousy among The Ingenues over who could play the most instruments (as noted in their clip, a girl had to play at least 8 instruments to qualify to join the band), but I doubt “Anything you can do I can do better” was the case with the other all-girl bands.


    • Don Frankel 9:29 am on March 23, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I didn’t mean to imply jealously among the woman performers. This is a song about Annie Oakley telling the man Frank Butler that anything he can do, she can do better. It is based on her real life in which she beat Butler in a shooting match. He later courted a word they used in those days and then married her. It was later turned into a musical by Irving Berlin and that’s where the song comes from and I thought it was apropos to women musicians doing what men had traditionally done.

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      • mistermuse 9:42 am on March 23, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks for clarifying, Don. I’m very familiar with the musical and have seen the movie containing the “Anything you can do” clip several times — I simply drew a mistaken implication from your comment. But it is true that many male musicians didn’t think women could play jazz like men could. Perhaps I’ll go into that a bit more in my next post.


    • calmkate 11:37 am on March 23, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      thanks for a great post Jazz and the girl bands!

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    • Silver Screenings 1:51 pm on March 24, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks for sharing the histories of these two groups. It’s incredible to think you couldn’t join The Fabulous Ingenues unless you could play EIGHT instruments! That is Talent with a capital T.

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    • mistermuse 4:06 pm on March 24, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Talent indeed — almost like needing to speak eight languages before you could be hired as a translator.


  • mistermuse 12:00 am on May 15, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: classic jazz, , Gilbert and Sullivan, , , , Joseph Cotton, , , , , , , ,   


    Each of the five days since my last post¬†was the birthday of¬†at least one iconic figure in music or film¬†who¬†left¬†lasting memories for those who appreciate legacies in¬†artistry. I could easily go overboard¬†writing in depth about any¬†of these mid-May arrivals, but maybe it’s best to lessen my losses by not overly¬†testing readers’ patience (O me of little faith!):

    May 11 — IRVING BERLIN (1888-1989). Perhaps the most prolific composer in American history, with an estimated 1,500 songs to his credit, including the scores for 19 Broadway shows and 18 Hollywood films (three of which were Astaire-Rogers musicals). Writing both words and music (relatively rare for his era), his hits include seasonal evergreens¬†White Christmas¬†and¬†Easter Parade,¬†as well as¬†the red, white and blue¬†God Bless America. His lyrics may lack the wit and sophistication of Cole Porter and Lorenz Hart, but there’s no denying the¬†emotional appeal¬†of¬†such songs¬†as….

    May 12 — KATHERINE HEPBURN (1907-2003).¬†In the¬†Golden Era¬†of Hollywood, was there¬†ever a more successful,¬†fiercely¬†independent woman than Katherine Hepburn?¬† Successful? It’s hard to argue against receiving¬†a record¬†four Academy Awards for Best Actress, and being named the greatest female star of Classic Hollywood Cinema by the American Film Institute. Independent? Her own words say it all:

    “I have not lived as a woman. I have lived as a man. I’ve just done what I damn well wanted to, and I’ve made enough money to support myself, and ain’t afraid of being alone.” (Hard as it may be¬†to¬†imagine¬†the Bryn Mawr-educated Hepburn uttering¬†“ain’t,” I ain’t about to correct her quote.)

    “We are taught you must …. never blame yourself. It’s never your fault. But it’s always your fault, because if you wanted to change, you’re the one who has got to change.”

    “As one goes through life, one learns that if you don’t paddle your own canoe, you don’t move.”

    “Life gets harder the smarter you get, the more you know.”

    “Politicians remain professional because the voters remain amateur.”

    NOTE: For my ode to another May 12 bundle of joy, see my post of May 12, 2015.

    May 13 — ARTHUR SULLIVAN (1842-1900). Can’t place the name? How about Arthur Sullivan of¬†GILBERT AND SULLIVAN fame? Who doesn’t¬†enjoy their great comic operas such as THE PIRATES OF PENZANCE, THE MIKADO and H.M.S. PINAFORE —¬†the latter of which I have loved since When I was a Lad:

    May 14 — SIDNEY BECHET (1897-1959). This is a name you almost certainly can’t place unless you’re a classic jazz fan….but if you are such a fan, you know¬†him as a¬†major figure in¬†jazz¬†annals since his¬†recording debut¬†in 1923. New Orleans born, he spent the last decade of his life in France, where he died on the same day — May 14 — that he was born.¬†Here he is on soprano sax in¬†a 1950s recording¬†from the soundtrack of Woody Allen’s magical¬†MIDNIGHT IN PARIS:

    May 15 — JOSEPH COTTON¬†(1905-1994). I have previously mentioned Joseph Cotton in regard to his co-starring role (with Orson Welles and Alida Valli) in one of my favorite films, THE THIRD MAN. He first met¬†Welles in¬†1934, beginning a life-long friendship and on-and-off association with Welles in numerous plays, radio dramas and films,¬†as well as co-starring with Katherine Hepburn in the 1939 Broadway play THE PHILADELPHIA STORY. But it is in¬†his role as Holly Martens in THE THIRD MAN that he stands alone (literally so, in the end), and I can think of no more fitting way to¬†end this post than with that indelible closing scene from the film (to the¬†tune of Anton Karas’ Third Man Theme):

    • calmkate 3:49 am on May 15, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Nice to know I share my birthday with someone better known lol

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      • mistermuse 9:10 am on May 15, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Being better known isn’t necessarily something admirable — in evidence, I offer that supreme IT’S-ALL-ABOUT-ME showman, Donald Trump. ūüė¶

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        • calmkate 3:55 pm on May 15, 2017 Permalink

          well you know how to burst a girls balloon .. what a truly terrible comparison … now I want to stay anonymous forever!

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    • Jay 12:17 pm on May 15, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Isn’t it nice to imagine a big party where they’re all celebrating?

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    • Don Frankel 12:41 pm on May 15, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Irving Berlin was born Israel Isidore Baline in what is now Belarus. I always think of that when I think of such songs as Easter Parade and White Christmas since he was a good Jewish boy.

      One of my relative’s relative was his Accountant.

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    • mistermuse 4:23 pm on May 15, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Don, Berlin once wrote a song titled I PAID MY INCOME TAX TODAY. It figures that he might have gotten the idea from your relative (the accountant).


    • Ricardo 6:02 pm on May 15, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      True dat about the voters, Sr. Muse

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: classic jazz, , , gravestones, , , , , ,   


    Alas! He is cold, he cannot answer me. –Mary Shelley, author of FRANKENSTEIN

    Because I could not stop for Death —¬†He kindly stopped for me. –Emily Dickinson

    • * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *¬†* * *¬†* * * * * * * * * *¬†¬†¬† grave stone 2Have you given any thought to what you want on your tombstone after you’ve¬†gone to that¬†great big¬†pizzeria in the sky?¬†I wouldn’t wait until the last minute if I were you, because ye know not the¬†day or the¬†hour (Matthew 24:36, or thereabouts), and once ye’re¬†at the pearly gates, it’s too late. Now, it’s possible, before getting the gate, that¬†your spirit may¬†remain¬†a while¬†in the grave to¬†consider what far-out¬†gems of wit¬†you might¬†have come up with —¬†but dream on. Afterthoughts aren’t written in stone….and if you don’t write your own epitaph,¬†others¬†may use¬†the occasion¬†to pick a bone “After you’ve gone.”

    All of which brings me to SWI and¬†its impending death. SWI, the¬†blog¬†for which I¬†wrote many posts¬†up to¬†a few years ago, will bite the dust in November, according to its editor. Two of those remaining¬†posts (published in early 2012)¬†deal with real epitaphs not deserving¬†of being¬†left to¬†vanish forever¬†into the cold November ether or….wherever. Here are some of my¬†favorites:

    Here lies the body
    Of poor Aunt Charlotte.
    Born a virgin, died a harlot.
    For 16 years
    She kept her virginity
    A damn long time
    For this vicinity.

    Here lies Butch,
    We planted him raw.
    He was quick on the trigger,
    But slow on the draw.

    Beneath this smooth stone
    by the bone of his bone
    sleeps Master John Gill;
    By lies when alive
    this attorney did thrive,
    And now that he’s dead he lies still.

    Here lies Anna Mann
    Who lived an old maid
    But died an old Mann.

    She always said
    Her feet were killing her
    But nobody believed her.

    Here lies an honest lawyer
    That is Strange.

    This is the grave of Mike O’Day
    Who died maintaining his right of way.
    His right was clear, his will was strong
    But he’s just as dead as if he’d been wrong.

    Beneath this stone my wife doth lie
    Now she’s at rest and so am I.

    Stranger! Approach this spot with gravity!
    John Brown is filling his last cavity.

    Here lies the body of W. W.
    Who never more will trouble you, trouble you.

    Here lies the body of Mary Ford
    Whose soul, we trust, is with the Lord;
    But if for hell, she’s exchanged this life,
    ‘Tis better than being John Ford’s wife.

    Owen Moore
    Has passed away
    Owin’ more
    Than he could pay.

    I’ll close with one I wish one and all could say¬†in the end:

    Been Here
    and Gone There.
    Had a good time.



    • scifihammy 3:18 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      haha Fun! ūüôā

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    • carmen 6:05 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Those are hilarious, mister muse.

      Speaking of such things, I must tell you about this. I’ve just returned from Australia, where I visited my family there. (Been there. Now here. Had a good Time) Son-in-law is a huge footie fan (as most people are) and he and the guy next door are both Richmond Tigers fans. Well, the team isn’t doing that well this year and often start out their games with high scores and then lose in the end. Just before I left, there was a Saturday night game on. Son-in-law and neighbour trade various texts during the game, and it starts off great! They’re in a big lead and both men are pumped! Of course, the inevitable happens and the Tigers lose the game. Neighbour texts son-in-law – “I’m getting some of those team members to handle my coffin when I die. That way, I figure they can let me down one last time!” ūüôā

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      • Michaeline Montezinos 7:50 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I do not know where I will be laid to rest. Getting buried where is a guess. I may go up in flames and a wooden urn be filled with my remains.
        I liked your epitaphs and I hope those buried there go no where mistermuse. It is a Jewish custom to wait one year before placing the grave marker. This helps the deceased settle down and I suppose know he/she is dead. Strange, isn’t it?

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        • mistermuse 9:32 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink

          Well said, Michaeline.
          I didn’t know about that Jewish custom, but it certainly sounds like a compassionate thing to do to let the deceased settle down in his/her grave before advertising to the world that you’re dead. Also, if the deceased changes his mind about what should be on his grave marker, that gives him time to communicate his thoughts to his surviving family.

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      • mistermuse 9:13 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Great story, Carmen….also educational, as I thought footies were pajamas worn by babies, which would mean that your son-in-law gets a big kick out of baby wear. Nothing wrong with that, of course, but still, a bit strange. So I was glad to learn that a footie fan can also mean a football fan, though I daresay your son-in-law would suffer far fewer let-downs if he switched his allegiance to baby pajamas. ūüôā

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        • carmen 9:17 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink

          You make me laugh out loud, mister muse!! ūüôā To clarify things even further, everyone there refers to it as ‘the’ footie. . . Australians are bemused by all the gear people use to play football here in North America; they’re tough, mate!

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    • arekhill1 9:49 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I don’t think I’ll bother composing a cry for attention from beyond the grave, Sr. Muse–I’ve been ignored enough while I’ve been alive. What do you think about contributing to Bob’s follow-up publication? I’m thinking I’ll see how it develops first.


      • mistermuse 11:55 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I definitely won’t be contributing posts to Bob’s follow-up pub, Ricardo, but will comment (assuming you and Don continue to post).


    • Cynthia Jobin 10:09 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Those are clever and funny, Mistermuse. I have always liked Robert Frost’s epitaph, a line from one of his poems: “I had a lover’s quarrel with the world.”

      In an ‚Äúawareness‚ÄĚ week about matters and thoughts around death, a survey was carried out by the Marie Curie Cancer Care center, of famous epitaphs. The Top 10 Favorites were:

      1. Spike Milligan: “I told you I was ill”

      2. Oscar Wilde: “Either those curtains go or I do”

      3. Frank Sinatra: “The best is yet to come”

      4. Mel Blanc: “That’s all, folks!”

      5. Frank Carson: “What a way to lose weight”

      6. Winston Churchill: “I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter”

      7. John Belushi: ‚ÄúI may be gone but Rock and Roll lives on‚ÄĚ

      8. Bette Davis: ‚ÄúShe did it the hard way‚ÄĚ

      9. Humphrey Bogart: “I should never have switched from Scotch to Martinis”

      10. Peter Ustinov: “Please keep off the grass”

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      • mistermuse 11:51 am on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Cynthia, for passing along those “Top 10 Favorites.” I actually used one of them (Mel Blanc’s) to put the finishing touches to my original January 2012 post on SWI, but I decided to close out today’s post with the “Been Here and Gone There” epitaph instead. The Spike Milligan one seems like a variation of the Margaret Daniels epitaph and may have been based on hers.

        As for the rest, Churchill’s has long been a favorite (of mine), and Sinatra’s the most optimistic. There’s a few I hadn’t heard before, including Ustinov’s, which I like a lot.

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    • D. Wallace Peach 10:48 pm on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Amazing that those are real! I like the last one best. ūüôā

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    • BroadBlogs 11:42 pm on August 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks for a laugh!

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    • Garfield Hug 12:44 am on September 2, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Great epitaphs! Will need you to coin one for me ha ha!

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      • mistermuse 11:29 am on September 2, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Ask and ye shall receive:

        Here lies a great gal who worked for the “Lord;”
        His conduct was shocking and wholly untoward!
        She had much to offer, but seemed at times bored;
        Now she’s forever at peace with the Garfield she adored.

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    • mistermuse 1:25 pm on September 2, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      You are most welcome. When you return to work, let’s hope the ‘current” Electrical Lord’s power surge has found a different outlet so that you are no longer the unwilling generator of his abuse!


    • lexborgia 7:40 am on November 11, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Here lies an honest lawyer
      That is Strange._ my favourite.

      Last one sounds ‘been there done that. Next!’/ came, saw, conquered.

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  • mistermuse 12:01 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: "Let's Fall In Love", "We Just Couldn't Say Goodbye", Annette Hanshaw, classic jazz, , Jazz Age vocalists, , , October 18   


    One of the first great female jazz singers,¬† Annette Hanshaw (Oct. 18, 1910 – Mar. 13, 1985) ranked near the top of her field, along with Bessie Smith, Ethel Waters, the Boswell Sisters and Mildred Bailey. She gave proper feeling to the lyrics, improvised, and always swung. [She] began her recording career when she was just 15 (discovered by her future husband, Herman Rose, who was the A&R man for the Pathe label), sounding quite mature from the start. Her trademark became saying “That’s all!” (which she had spontaneously ad-libbed on one of her first recording dates) at the end of her records. But the singer hated to perform in public, and at the age of 25 she retired from singing.

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    At the behest of my good friend/mutual¬†blog follower Don Frankel, I am deviating from¬†my every-five-days publishing¬†routine¬†to post my first and (for a while, at least) last¬†“in-betweener.” The occasion: the October 18,¬†1910 birthday of singer Annette Hanshaw and the slightly more recent¬†(but decidedly¬†less noteworthy)¬†birthday of mistermuse.¬†To celebrate¬†the former’s birthday, I’d like¬†to pay her tribute as¬†one of my favorite vocalists of the late 1920s – early 30s.¬†Regarding the latter’s birthday, the less said, the better.

    On Oct. 15, Don¬†did a satirical political post (on SWI)¬†that ended with¬†a clip of Hanshaw singing “Happy Days Are Here Again”¬†about which I made a¬†comment. ¬†Turns out he didn’t know anything about her (but then¬†who does, unless you’re really into early jazz?).¬†But rather than¬†go into¬†detail¬†that most readers probably¬†aren’t interested in,¬†I’ll let her singing do most of the talking. Here she is at age 16¬†in August 1927:

    Next, the lady sighs¬†“We just couldn’t say goodbye” in¬†a rare filmed performance:

    Finally,¬†what could be more appropriate than¬†to end with her last recording, Cole Porter’s “Let’s Fall In Love.”

    And¬†now,¬†because¬†we just couldn’t¬†say goodbye, we are left¬†with¬†That’s all.

    • Melanie (DoesItEvenMatterWhoIReallyAm?) 12:24 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I can hear butterflies fluttering their delicate wings in her beautiful voice! ūüėä
      And did you mention a birthday? Did I miss that? If so, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR! ūüėė ‚̧ I wish you all the best! XOXO ūüíĖ

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      • michele39 2:26 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Happy Birthday mistermuse. I wish you a long and healthy life enjoying the wonderful things you share with us, ūüôā

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        • mistermuse 5:26 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink

          Much appreciated, michele 39 — and I wish you the same! ūüôā


      • mistermuse 5:21 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Yes, Melanie, it really is my birthday today, and I’m celebrating by knocking a year off my age rather than becoming a year older — which I plan to continue until I’m born again (evangelical proselytizers, eat your hearts out!)….(and yes, it absolutely does matter who you really are, you naughty girl!). ūüôā

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        • Melanie (DoesItEvenMatterWhoIReallyAm?) 12:31 pm on October 18, 2015 Permalink

          Tee hee hee! I am loving your wicked little plan! ūüėą
          My father decided to do something similar several years back. Very amusing to say the least…
          It was great to see a post from you. You write so sparingly these days that I haven’t caught one from ya in ages! Be well my friend and have a rocking fun birthday! Lots of love, Melanie ūüíčūüíčūüíč

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    • Jane 6:36 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for introducing me to the wonderful Annette Hanshaw! I am sorry to say I was ignorant of her. What a beautiful voice she has. Happy belated birthday to you, Mister Muse! May you have many more. ūüėÄ

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      • mistermuse 11:49 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you, Jane. “Introducing” Annette Hanshaw to those who never heard her, or heard of her, is my pleasure.

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    • ladysighs 9:24 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Happy Birthday mistermuse! I used to ignore my birthdays and hope they passed unnoticed. Now I am glad to announce I am having one and happy to see the next one coming.
      Enjoyed listening to the oldies…….sigh.

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      • mistermuse 10:48 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, ladysighs. I have been, and want to continue, enjoying your blog for some time, so keep those birthdays (and posts) coming – that’s an order!

        Glad you enjoyed the songs. For my part, I enjoyed working “lady sighs” into the intro to the second one (“We Just Couldn’t Say Goodbye”) as a small measure of appreciation for devoting your last post to, and singing, “my song” (and Cole Porter’s, I must admit – haha) on your blog.


        • ladysighs 5:24 pm on October 18, 2015 Permalink

          Yep, saw the the “lady sighs” and gave a sigh in my comment. ūüôā
          Blogging is full of surprises and fun. Will try to do my part.

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    • Don Frankel 9:29 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Before I posted her clip I listened to a half a dozen others both instrumental’s and other vocals. She just seemed to capture the spirit of the song better than anyone else. Glad I found it and Happy Birthday Muse. If you were on Fakebook as Michael calls it everyone would have known.


    • mistermuse 11:10 am on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      You have good taste in vocalists, Don, and thanks for the birthday greeting. I don’t do Facebook for several reasons, the main one being that I don’t have time….though I must admit that even if I had time, I’m not that into the social media culture.


    • arekhill1 2:50 pm on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      And inspired Porky Pig, who just added “Folks!” for his signature sign-off


    • mistermuse 6:40 pm on October 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I was thinking the same thing, Ricardo – great minds really do think alike.


    • geo. raymond 12:11 am on March 9, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Her recording of ‘Under the Moon’ is one of my all time favorites

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  • mistermuse 3:29 pm on May 23, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , classic jazz, , , , ,   


    Although it is tempting to sum up the classic jazz era of 1917-32 with a few major names (Louis Armstrong, King Oliver, Jelly Roll Morton, James P. Johnson, Earl Hines, Duke Ellington, etc.), there were many other important contributors. The classic jazz era was one of dizzying innovation and breakthrough. –Scott Yanow, jazz writer

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    I am a classic jazz lover, pure and simple — which does not mean¬†I love classic jazz exclusively. On the contrary, I’ve enjoyed the best of various types of music over the decades.¬†But, considering¬†the noisome state¬†of¬†what¬†has been¬†popular¬†of late, I’m glad I was born early enough to¬†appreciate the difference between music and noise. Thus, these poems on this day:


    The things that pass
    for music these days.


    I could tell you what it
    was like in those days,
    but you had to live it
    to appreciate it, and why
    should you give a damn?
    I wasn’t born yesterday.

    The destiny of every
    generation is to become
    irrelevant to the next.
    You may save its music for
    your collection of coming
    tomorrows, its sounds
    long died in the past, but
    when you go, so too
    goes the living ghost
    of the world you knew.


    Listen —
    You can’t get
    there from here.

    May 23 also happens to be the birthday of all-time great clarinetist ARTIE SHAW, who was born in 1910 and played with many jazz/dance bands beginning in 1926. In 1936, he formed his own group, which evolved into one of the leading bands of the swing era. He also composed a number of fine songs, including LOVE OF MY LIFE (lyrics by Johnny Mercer) and ANY OLD TIME (which his band recorded in July 1938 with Billie Holiday as vocalist). That same recording session produced his biggest hit:

    • arekhill1 12:00 pm on May 24, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Hope you enjoyed Jazz Day by playing your favorites, Sr. Muse.


    • mistermuse 4:13 pm on May 24, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Gracias, Ricardo. Artie Shaw’s rendition of “Begin the Beguine” IS one of my favorites, and I played it several times.


      • Michaeline Montezinos 8:26 pm on May 24, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        My husband and I may not be of your generation, mistermuse. However, we both enjoy listening to jazz and swing songs. Why? We were born just after World War II and we watched those movies on the television. “Begin the Beguine” with Artie Shaw is one of my favorites. too. Nothing can compare to the music of Glenn Miller and Louis Armstrong to name a few. I have some CDs with some of these great songs on them. I play them when I am “In The Mood.”


    • mistermuse 9:45 pm on May 24, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Having been born in 1936, swing was the music I grew up listening to. Even though it went out of fashion by the late 1940s, it – and the classic jazz era it came from – remain unsurpassed….which is not to say there hasn’t been “a whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on” since then.


    • M√©l@nie 9:54 am on May 25, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      it was celebrated in France, too… btw, have you ever been to New Orleans=Nouvelle Orl√©ans?… ūüôā we went there several times while in Houston, TX for 5 years… oh, speakin’ of ARTIE SHAW, the French would read it “artichaut” = artichoke… ūüôā

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    • mistermuse 10:46 am on May 25, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I’ve been to New Orleans as a child on one of my parent’s many trips, but I was too young to remember it. Unfortunately, I’ve never returned.

      Artie Shaw’s greatest clarinet rival back in the day was Benny Goodman, which I assume the French would read as Benny Bonhomme. ūüė¶


      • M√©l@nie 7:56 am on May 29, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        they’re both appreciated and respected in France, just like Woody Allen… ūüôā Benny Goodman is correctly pronounced with a slight French intonation.

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        • mistermuse 10:44 am on May 29, 2015 Permalink

          In America, we classic jazz/swing lovers appreciate and respect French guitarist Django Reinhardt, one of the great jazz instrumentalists of all time.


    • Don Frankel 3:59 pm on May 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Just remember Muse only the great stuff endures. If you listened to everything from any era there would be a lot of junk.


    • mistermuse 9:17 pm on May 26, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Well, when it comes to classic jazz of 80-90 years ago, a lot of the great stuff only endures to a relative few of us, and some of it was never recorded and endures only in the witness of those who heard it at the time and testified to it. But I agree that every era produces its share of junk.


  • mistermuse 6:20 pm on November 24, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , classic jazz, , Lucky Luciano, Maple Leaf Rag, Scott Joplin, , The Entertainer, The Sting, Treemonisha   


    Today is the birthday (11/24/1896)¬†of Charles “Lucky” Luciano, the infamous NYC Mafia gangster….but I’ll leave the celebrating to murder, mayhem and mobster lovers. I’m a jazz lover, and it’s my lucky day because I get to celebrate¬†the birthdays of my favorite jazz pianist, Teddy Wilson (1912) and my favorite ragtime composer/pianist, Scott Joplin (1868).

    Teddy and Scott who, you ask? Well, they were (and remain) unsurpassed in their artistry, but I forgive your unfamiliarity, because Wilson’s renown failed to survive the post-WWII pop music climate change and subsequent rock revolution, and¬†Joplin was underappreciated even in his own time.

    There have been many great jazz pianists, but Teddy Wilson¬†has long been my favorite. I could try to explain¬†why, but why add more¬†superlatives to¬†this entry in Roger Kinkle’s THE COMPLETE ENCYCLOPEDIA OF POPULAR MUSIC AND JAZZ 1900-1950:
    Master jazz pianist. Consumate artist with flawless taste, delicate touch and ideas, subdued, relaxed and easily identifiable style. Prominence middle to late 30s with Benny Goodman combos. Same period led combos on dozens of classic jazz record dates. Acme of relaxed, swinging combo jazz. Billie Holiday featured predominately on vocals. 

    Here is some of that great Teddy Wilson/Billie Holiday “magic”:

    Scott Joplin pioneered ragtime music. His most famous compositions were MAPLE LEAF RAG (1899) and THE ENTERTAINER (1902). Those songs may not ring a bell, but you’ve heard them if you saw the great Paul Newman/Robert Redford film THE STING (1973) — every song on¬†the Academy Award-winning soundtrack was a Scott Joplin rag and helped¬†spark a national revival of his ragtime music. He died in 1917,¬†a few¬†years after the failure of¬†his¬† African-American¬†opera Treemonisha, which was revived to well-deserved acclaim in 1972. Here are clips from that wonderful production:

    • arekhill1 6:38 pm on November 24, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      “Tremonisha” could stand to be revived again, I expect…hopefully we’ll see it down the road.


    • mistermuse 8:50 pm on November 24, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      TREEMONISHA was produced on TV in Feb. 1986 by the Houston Grand Opera Company. I taped it at the time and I think I still have the old VHS tape in my collection that I haven’t gone through in years. It is truly a memorable experience.


    • scifihammy 12:52 am on November 25, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Yay! Great jazz! Took me right back to my childhood and my dad playing the piano for me at home. Thanks for the treat ūüôā


    • mistermuse 6:21 am on November 25, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      As always, my pleasure.


    • ladysighs 7:46 am on November 25, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Listening as I go through my Reader. ūüôā Music is making me read real fast. lol Speeding through the blogs at a jazzy pace. ūüôā


    • mistermuse 9:01 am on November 25, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      “Sounds” like you’re a good multi-tasker. That’s “Nice Work If You Can Get It” (remember that oldie?). I’d rather concentrate solely on listening to the music, but “To Each His Own.”


    • linnetmoss 12:31 pm on November 25, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Love them both. Here’s to the Maple Leaf Rag ūüôā


    • mistermuse 4:44 pm on November 25, 2014 Permalink | Reply

    • Don Frankel 6:30 am on November 26, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Muse those old gangsters were great proponents of Jazz as they owned a lot of the clubs everyone played in. I remember in one of your articles the very funny story told by Fats Waller’s son about how Al Capone had more or less kidnapped his father so he could listen to him play.

      You know I probably couldn’t tell you too much about Teddy Wilson but I recognized his piano playing.


    • mistermuse 10:46 am on November 26, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I remember that story, Don. The gangsters had good taste in those days (at least, in music)!


  • mistermuse 11:29 am on December 4, 2013 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: ANNIE HALL, classic jazz, , , , Potato Head Blues, PURPLE ROSE OF CAIRO, RADIO DAYS, TAKE THE MONEY AND RUN, , ZELIG   


    I come¬†three days late to note the¬†78th birthday of my favorite living film¬†director, Allen Stewart Konigsberg, better known as Woody Allen. Woody’s post-ANNIE HALL (1977) movies may¬†not be¬†to¬†everyone’s taste —¬†particularly¬†those who¬†don’t¬†like films with what might be¬†called an¬†existential fixation/almost-obsession with the meaning of life and death. Whatever you call it,¬†it works for¬†me. I haven’t seen all of Woody’s films (especially since 1995), but I’ve seen most of them, and I can’t think of one I disliked….and more than a few I loved.

    As it happens, I am a contemporary of Woody’s (born less than a year after his 12/1/35 birth date), but generational nearness¬†means little if there is little else to relate to. Like Woody, Charlie Chaplin (for example)¬†was a brilliant director, actor and master of comedy, but¬†coming from¬†a different generation doesn’t dim his star for me.¬†Unique creative inventiveness is timeless.

    So what is it about Woody that makes me feel an affinity? For one thing, there is our mutual¬†passion for 1920s classic jazz (hence his spare-time gig as a jazz clarinetist). For another, there is what the¬†distinguished¬†film critic Richard Schickel called Woody’s “distrust [of] organized religion [and]¬†conventional politics,” among other things. But perhaps most of all is his love¬†for “magic realism,” as¬†captured in such films as MANHATTAN (1979) and MIDNIGHT IN PARIS (2011)….which, not coincidentally, happen to be two of my favorite Woody Allen films. Other favorites, in addition to his¬†pre-ANNIE HALL great¬†comedies which brought him acclaim, include ZELIG (1983), THE PURPLE ROSE OF CAIRO (1985) and RADIO DAYS (1987). ANNIE HALL was an Oscar winner, but to me, it’s a notch below MANHATTAN.

    Schickel’s book WOODY ALLEN – A LIFE IN FILM speaks to Woody’s¬†falling-out with the¬†latter-day¬†mass American movie audience, which¬†Schickel considers a¬†product “of our crude and witless times. I basically despise the quality of modern American life — its history-free culture, its pietistic politics, the grinding stupidity of our public discourse on every topic. I suspect Woody feels the same but is too smart to say so openly.” Elitist harrumphing? Undoubtedly — if you don’t agree with him. Right on the money, if you do agree. Personally, I’ll TAKE THE MONEY AND RUN (1969)….or better yet, I’ll take the book and run. If you’re a Woody Allen fan, it’s too good to pass up.

    Well, all good things must run out eventually, and I can think of no better way to¬†take this opus¬†out than with what Woody’s character in MANHATTAN called “one of the reasons¬†life is worth living” — referring to Louis Armstrong’s 1927 recording of POTATO HEAD BLUES:


    Hold on — I just came across this. Can you dig it? It’s Wild, Man:


    • arekhill1 12:01 am on December 5, 2013 Permalink | Reply

      Haven’t seen many of his later movies, S. Muse, but loved Midnight in Paris.


    • mistermuse 7:56 am on December 5, 2013 Permalink | Reply

      Me too, Ricardo. I also love his clarineting in WILD MAN BLUES (the ending clip). I’d heard him before and didn’t think much of his playing until I heard him on this.


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