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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on February 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Angels With Dirty Faces, Driving Miss Daisy, fish, Flint, Frank Sinatra, , , , lead poisoning, pet peeves, pollution, , That's Life, You're Driving Me Crazy   


    “What’s the matter with you? Want to get your head full of lead? Get out of here.”
    –James Cagney to Pat O’Brien in ANGELS WITH DIRTY FACES (1938 gangster movie)

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    As you’ve probably heard, Flint, Michigan, has a problem. To save money, the powers-that-be in that distressed city decided to change the source of their water supply from the Great Lakes to the lead-laden Flint River….whereas they could’ve bitten the bullet (if they wanted to get their heads more full of lead than their constituents) and found a way to pay for safe drinking water for those with less desire to live dangerously.

    More water problems in Flint, Michigan

    Not to make light of man-made malfeasance, but humans aren’t the only ones who suffer. Suppose you’re a fish in that river –or other such stream or body of water. I think it’s safe to say you’d carp about any amount of brain-damaging lead, much less having our elected blowfish bargain for more. Holy mackerel — even a bullhead knows adding pollution is no solution! Can you imagine facing death floundering around like a crazed piranha because a bunch of political pikers don’t give a crappie about your well-being?

    So I’m glad I’m neither a fish nor a resident of Flint….as if there aren’t already enough things that drive us crazy in this dogfish-eat-dogfish world, without having to worry about budget-balancers compromising our health. Now, I’m willing to allow that they dood it more out of ignorance than pure evil, but poison by incompetence is little comfort to its victims. Talk about a costly can of worms.

    Of course, screw-ups aren’t the only thing DRIVING MISS DAISY crazy (you may think said film title is a stretch as far as a connection here is concerned, but take another look at this post’s title). Word play aside, I could probably come up with a plethora of pet peeves, but why go to all that trouble when I can sum it all up in four words: LIFE drives me crazy! — or, as my wife might call it, a short trip for a big drip. Well, love o’ my life, perhaps you’ve forgotten the words to our (some might say) fin-icky love song:

    As for those of you who are drowning in pet peeves and want them spelled out, I hope the following will serve the porpoise:

    76 Incredibly Accurate Pet Peeves That Will Drive. You. Nuts.

    P.S. But after all is said and done….

    • Cynthia Jobin 12:23 am on February 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Your second paragraph is the punniest, but the whole post is a delight. Especially liked the Temperance Seven music and video!

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    • mistermuse 1:34 am on February 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you. I, too, love the video and the Temperance Seven’s rendition of the song, which was a big hit in 1930 composed by Walter Donaldson. I probably should’ve waited until February 15 to publish this post, as he was born on that day in 1893. Perhaps I’ll still honor him with a post on that day, as he was a prolific and great songwriter.


    • Midwestern Plant Girl 7:28 am on February 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Love your punny post!
      It is so sad what has happened in Flint. I wish more of the folks in power would consult with scientists and environmentalists about these things before they try to kill everyone. 😵

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    • Don Frankel 7:43 am on February 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      They left out people who suck their teeth after eating.

      But talk about filling people full of lead and other things.

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    • mistermuse 8:03 am on February 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I wasn’t aware of such people, Don. They must really be into that old saying, “Waste not, want not.”

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    • Don Frankel 9:48 am on February 5, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Or good to the last drop.

      This one though is for Mrs. Muse as I’m pretty sure this is what you were alluding too.

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    • arekhill1 12:29 pm on February 6, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      We are all put here by God or Darwin to annoy each other, Sr. Muse. Some of us just do it better than others.

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    • mistermuse 7:08 pm on February 6, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I think you hit on something, Ricardo, because God obviously put Darwin here to annoy religious fundamentalists.

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    • RMW 12:13 pm on February 7, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      The problem with EVERYTHING comes down to one word: PEOPLE. Cats would do a better job…

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    • mistermuse 8:33 pm on February 7, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Dogs too (see the comments of Don Frankel and myself near the end of my previous post’s comments). Lucy Lou for President!

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  • mistermuse 12:05 am on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Frank Sinatra, , Mount Ararat, Noah, , , , ,   


    Life is just a dirty four-letter word: w-o-r-k.  –J. P. McEvoy, writer/comic strip creator

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    If you have a job that stinks because your caseload is overwhelming (like maybe social work, child welfare or criminal court), you can probably relate to this:


    If I’m any judge, that’s a Judge (and fellow Ohioan) who knows how to do creative “sentencing” — a Cain who is able, as Judge Cain himself might pun. As a poet, I see poetry as a way to express myself creatively, but the above case demonstrates that poetry is also good for getting a load off one’s mind. Take those times I’m on the throne, dumping a commodious b. m. — I’d liken it to killing two turds with one stone, because at times, it may be the only place I find peace and quiet to compose the poems I post….such as this com-post:


    Noah did build a mighty ark;
    He worked by day and he worked by dark.

    From lands afar he gathered pairs
    Of kangaroos and polar bears,

    Of groundhogs and water buffalo,
    And every creature, bound to go

    With him o’er deserts, swamps and seas,
    Across the Alps and Pyrenees,

    Taking those beasties from where they were at,
    Straight to his ark for a cruise to Mount Ararat,

    Got them on board, two of each species,
    Ere long to amass a mess of feces,

    And though the elephants brought their trunks,
    Two hoses could but horse with a stench like skunks.

    Fortunately, as much as decks stinked,
    Dinosaurs and mastodons had become extinct.

    But how do we know Noah knew their gender?
    The pairs multiplied like rabbits by THE ENDer….

    • Michaeline Montezinos 12:47 am on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Although I have not composed a poem when on the pot, I have to admire someone who has done it a lot. Unless I’m wrong and this was only one occurrence, I hope you face the throne with calm assurance. Very witty and punny poem mistermuse.. Thanks for enlighterning us about the critters on the Ark. I can picture Noah’s family and friends itching to find land after days parked on that hill with the stench growing stronger still .

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      • mistermuse 8:28 am on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        For my poem to have inspired you to such eloquence, Michaeline, I can truly rest assured that my hard work on the throne was worth the effort. In fact, I think your rhyme is so sublime that you should run for Judge there in Florida and (as an ex-Ohioan) show Floridians how we put criminals — not to mention stool pigeons — in their place.


    • ladysighs 6:18 am on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply


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    • arekhill1 11:22 am on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      That judge is hard on your heels for the title of Poop Poet Laureate of your Midwestern state, Sr. Muse.


    • mistermuse 1:45 pm on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Hopefully, as long as the judge keeps his day job on the bench and I keep my play job on the throne, I will remain Poop Poet Prince. I could say more, but that’s the long and shit of it, Ricardo.


      • Michaeline Montezinos 3:29 pm on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Once you get going, Mister Muse, with the “Princely potty” jokes, you start to “roll.” Its okay with me as long ” you enjoy the go .” Those Charmin Bears on the television, which you said you did not always watch, are usually exclaiming how tidy, soft and complete their toilet tissue has been with their running to the “John.” Whomever John is I pity him. Mama Charmin Bear must make a lot of chili. I think she uses “kidney” beans. That explains the “running” and the copious supply of Charmin in her cupboard. I hope this mono log” has not discouraged you. After all is said and “done” you can also read newspaper. At the condo Where we lived before Florida, I discovered why our news paper disappeared before could go down stairs to retrieve it.


    • mistermuse 6:08 pm on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I don’t remember saying anything about Charmin Bears, Michaeline — in fact, I bear-ly remember them on television at all. But I do think newspapers can serve as more than reading material – at least, that’s what I advise my wife when she tells me we’re running low on toilet paper. 🙂


      • Michaeline Montezinos 6:43 pm on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I write so much that my computer “freezes.” Then I cannot finish or proofread what I wrote. That is a “bum”mer,. “Butt” at least I got the main idea of “what I was trying to get out.” Oh My! Now I can’t stop with the potty jokes and puns. Help! I am sinking into the doo doo of my life’s S##T Hole. I’ve gone from naughty to not nice. Sorry, mistermuse and others here on this web site. Me BAD !

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    • Don Frankel 6:48 pm on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      We’ve always been told that it all comes out in the end but now I have to wonder… does it?

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    • mistermuse 8:41 pm on January 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      It has been said that a pun is the lowest form of humor, which makes sense, if it all comes out in the end. But I agree with Oscar Levant, who said a pun is the lowest form of humor — when you didn’t think of it first.


    • mistermuse 8:26 am on January 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      He was also an excellent pianist (and good friend of George Gershwin – I have an old 78 rpm record album of him playing Gershwin’s RHAPSODY IN BLUE).


      • Michaeline Montezinos 7:41 pm on January 22, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        When TCM has the movie about George Gershwin’s life, I watch it not so much for the acting. I love the music and like the tile of this movie RHAPSODY IN BLUE. I wait until the actor plays the title song and I can feel the sidewalks of New York, and see the bridges that span the Hudson River. I do not own any of the record but I do enjoy the magic of Gershwin’s songs.

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    • BroadBlogs 5:58 pm on January 22, 2016 Permalink | Reply


      I had never thought about this before, but good question: But how do we know Noah knew their gender?

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    • hooklineandinkwell 10:56 am on January 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Brilliantly penned. I find the throne to be the quietest place where poet and thoughts assemble to flush the crap of the day away and out of it draw a breath of creativity. 🙂

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    • mistermuse 11:52 am on January 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you. I hope you’ve never had to write any “Dear John” letters on the throne. 🙂


  • mistermuse 12:00 am on December 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , Frank Sinatra, , Harold Adamson, hit songs of the 1920s-1940s, , , , , , , , V-Discs   


    This post isn’t about what you may think it’s about (like maybe mountain climbing, drugs or seduction). No, friends — just as you can’t judge a book by its cover, you shouldn’t judge the title of a post by its lover.

    And what am I a lover of? Faithful readers know that from time to time, I indulge my love for 1920s-1940s popular music/jazz with a post honoring a songwriting giant of that era (forgotten though he or she may be today). Dec. 10 is the birthday of one such songwriter, and this is such a post (sorry about the letdown).

    Lyricist Harold Adamson was born on this date in 1906. He studied law at Harvard, but songwriting had a greater appeal and, as luck (and talent) would have it, his first published song became an all-time standard: Time On My Hands, written for the 1930 stage show SMILES, starring Fred and Adele Astaire….and who better to do it justice than Billie Holiday, backed by Teddy Wilson, Lester Young & other jazz greats:

    Working with such composers as Jimmy McHugh, Vincent Youmans, Hoagy Carmichael, Duke Ellington, Vernon Duke and Victor Young, Adamson went on to write lyrics to such hits as Manhattan Serenade, Everything I Have Is Yours, It’s A Wonderful World, It’s A Most Unusual Day and many more. Here, from the 1936 film SUZY starring Jean Harlow and a very young Cary Grant, is one of Adamson’s lesser known songs (and the only time Cary Grant ever sang in a movie):

    In 1943 (at the height of WW II), Adamson teamed with McHugh to write the songs for Frank Sinatra’s first starring movie, HIGHER AND HIGHER. Quoting McHugh:

    Adamson and I trekked into our office at RKO and found the script glaring coldly at us from the top of the piano. It informed us that there’d be a minor lover’s quarrel in the story, also the need of a big production number. Nothing happened with us that first day, but at 3 a.m. the next morning, Adamson phoned me and said he’d been listening to a musical shortwave program that suddenly had been cut off for a news announcement.
    “There’s our title for the production number, Jim,” he said, “The Music Stopped.”
    Then I began concentrating on the lovers’ spat and came down with insomnia. As the thousandth  sheep jumped over the fence, both tune and title landed: “I Couldn’t Sleep a Wink Last Night.”

    But to my mind, the best of the McHugh-Adamson songs from that film is this one:

    Note that the above recording is a V-Disc, which is a story in itself. James Petrillo, head of the American Federation of Musicians (AFM), had called a national ban on recording by its members in 1942, meaning no new recordings could be made by commercial record companies using AFM musicians. To get around this ban, songs were recorded a capella, without instrumental accompaniment. However, there was an exception for records, called V-Discs, made for American troops overseas….thus the orchestral accompaniment for this song from the film’s CBS rehearsal session was recorded as a V-Disc. This, and many other V-Discs, survive to this day because, although such discs were supposed to be off-limits in the U.S., this edict was largely ignored by returning GIs.

    I close at the bottom of  this HIGHER AND HIGHER post with the title song from TOP OF THE TOWN, a film with screenplay co-written by humorist Robert Benchley:






    • linnetmoss 7:45 am on December 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Wonderful! Especially the incomparable Cary Grant. I didn’t realize he ever sang in a film 🙂 He’s not bad! Also love the Axel Stordahl years of Sinatra. My kind of music.

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    • mistermuse 9:10 am on December 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I agree – Cary Grant’s singing of “Did I Remember?” is not only “not bad,” it’s a sheer delight. And it was indeed Alex Stordahl who arranged and conducted the orchestra in the Sinatra V-Disc.

      Glad you enjoyed the post.


    • Resa 4:40 pm on December 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      A truly fabulous post! Enjoyed Billie & Jean & Cary immensely.

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    • mistermuse 7:14 pm on December 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you so much!


    • Don Frankel 8:07 am on December 11, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Where did it go? I posted a comment here and poof. Maybe I didn’t hit the right button.

      Anyway I was surprised to hear Cary Grant sing and I wondered what army he was in. I mean it looked like he was wearing one of Major Strasser’s uniforms.


    • mistermuse 11:46 am on December 11, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Don, as someone who has had his share of comments disappear into cyberspace, I offer my makes-my-blood-boil-to-think-of-it condolences. May the cyberspace gods become blinded by the brilliance of our missing comments and get lost forever in the netherworld of their perfidious malevolence (or worse — if this comment doesn’t get through).

      As for Cary Grant, he played a French aviator in the film, and Jean Harlow is an American showgirl in Paris as WW I begins. As I recall, the film isn’t as good as it should’ve been (given that it was co-scripted by Dorothy Parker), but the song “Did I Remember” did get an Academy Award nomination.


    • literaryeyes 10:05 pm on December 14, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I saw a film last night, apropos of the 1920s-40s, starring Deanna Durbin. She sang “Night and Day” and hit the right tone on the nuances. Some of those old “movie stars” could sing.


    • mistermuse 12:49 am on December 15, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I own well over a dozen Deanna Durbin records (both 78s & LPs) and love her voice. I don’t think NIGHT AND DAY is her best song, though I like the “big finish” she gives it in the film (her orchestral accompaniment doesn’t seem right for the song, which doesn’t help). It’s not that she doesn’t sing it well – it’s just that I’ve heard it sung better by others.


    • RMW 2:55 pm on December 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Just listening to Cary Grant sing made me high… too bad he didn’t sing in more movies… he was one of a kind!

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    • mistermuse 4:53 pm on December 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      And to think his real name was Archibald Leach!
      But you’re right – he was a “peach.”

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  • mistermuse 5:03 pm on December 29, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Frank Sinatra, , , , ,   

    ACT NOW! 

    Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today. –Philip Stanhope, Earl of Chesterfield

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    I’m not big on New Year’s resolutions. I mean, what is there about a resolution on New Year’s day that couldn’t just as well, if not better, be undertaken any day — like today? For example, if you’re a couch potato with overlapping buns, why wait until January 1 to start dieting and exercising?

    Or, if you’re a nine months pregnant woman, why would you wait until a January 1st due date, when you could get to work now on producing a tax deduction for this year? Time is money! Really — which do you believe is more likely to deliver the goods: the title of this post, or the title of this song:

    Still not convinced? Consider these pearls of wisdom; they won’t make you more resolute, but this article is too short for me to stop now (or it would be, if I were getting paid by the word):

    New Year’s Day is now the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual. –Mark Twain

    Good resolutions are simply checks that men draw on a bank where they have no account. –Oscar Wilde

    A New Year’s resolution is something that goes in one year and out the other. –Anonymous

    New Year’s resolutions should be taken with a grain of salt — and two aspirins. –Evan Esar

    A man and his resolution are soon parted. –Evan Esar

    • Michaeline Montezinos 7:45 pm on December 29, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I could not have said this any better, mistermuse. Great post and it makes good sense. I did make three “New Year” resolutions in February of 2014. And I did keep two of them; still working on turning the jelly buns into buns of steel. Did I ever tell you that you are one of my favorite guys? No need to worry…I have several favorite guys., including my better half. He is not the jealous type, either.


    • arekhill1 7:56 pm on December 29, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I’ll drink to that.


      • Michaeline Montezinos 8:06 pm on December 29, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        Have one for me, arekill 1, since I am trying to stay away from adult beverages. Happy New Year to you and your loved ones, my partner in rhyme and one of my favorite guys.:-)


    • mistermuse 8:49 pm on December 29, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Cheers and good resolutions to you both. As a reward for your faithful patronage, you are each hereby granted free admission to my blog for the next 100 years (I’d make it longer, but my lease expires in 2114).


    • ladysighs 8:14 am on December 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I always make them and wish that I could keep them.


    • mistermuse 9:15 am on December 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I never break them (because I never make them).


      • Michaeline Montezinos 3:25 pm on December 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        I don’t usually make those resolutions because it can cause brain confusions.
        Yet this year my brain got creased; so I resolved not be deceased.


    • Michaeline Montezinos 3:28 pm on December 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      OOPS! this should read:
      I don’t usually make resolutions because it can cause brain confusions,
      Yet, this year my brain got creased; so I resolved to be not deceased.


      • mistermuse 4:33 pm on December 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        I hope that your crease gets ironed out, Michaeline, and that you wear 2015 well.


    • Don Frankel 3:40 pm on December 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      My New Year’s Resolution is to never make New Year’s Resolutions. I haven’t broken it yet.

      That’s a great I never heard it before recording from Sinatra. Way to go Muse.


    • mistermuse 4:24 pm on December 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Don, that Sinatra song is from a 1939 Charles Boyer/Irene Dunn film titled LOVE AFFAIR, which was remade in 1957 as AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER, and remade again in 1994. Nowadays, it would be classified as a “chick flick,” but the original was well done (six Academy Award nominations) and still holds up fairly well. I haven’t seen the remakes.


      • Michaeline Montezinos 10:37 pm on December 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        Muse, I don’t recall seeing the original LOVE AFFAIR with Mr. Boyer and Ms Dunn but I may have. I am a big fan of TURNER CLASSIC MOVIES. I did enjoy Frank Sinatra’s songs you posted awhile ago. I think I am giving away my birth certificate age. However I still like Michele is 39. I think the one song Sinatra sangYOU MAKE ME FEEL SO YOUNG plus the way he stylized it is just an incredible sign of how very talented he was.
        I am glad you have these recordings; please keep them until you are 100, Capisz?


    • mistermuse 6:16 am on December 31, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I heard on the news yesterday that LPs are making a comeback. If that continues, all my Sinatra LPs may actually be worth some money (not that I plan on getting rid of them).


  • mistermuse 8:39 am on December 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Chairman of the Board, Frank Sinatra, I Did It My Way, My Way, Ol' Blue Eyes   

    MY WAY 

    I think my real ambition is to pass on to others what I know. It took me a long, long time to learn what I know, and I don’t want that to die with me.
    Frank Sinatra (12/12/15 – 5/14/98)

    Frankly and with great respect
    Mr. Chairman sir
    you may have learned far more
    than most but did you
    ever learn that most
    of us who flatter ourselves
    that we get it
    would like to pass insight
    on to others who mostly
    couldn’t care less
    unless you’re a big-timer

    to illustrate the point I
    would have been
    interested big time in
    the autobiography
    you never begot….
    ….unless it was this:

    • linnetmoss 8:55 am on December 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      The biggest of big-timers. Generations of singers have looked to him for inspiration, so I think he did manage to pass on some of his skill as well as his joy. But I agree that a memoir by Sinatra would have been an amazing piece of history!


      • Michaeline Montezinos 9:55 am on December 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        I agree with linnetmoss that Frank Sinatra’s autobiography, had he written it, would have beena best seller in the history as well as the celebrity departments. However, I remember he was just skinny kid growing up in the mean streets of New York. Perhaps his songs were his biography. I believe Sinatra’s life story was told in his live and recorded performances.


        • linnetmoss 3:40 pm on December 12, 2014 Permalink

          Oh how I wish I had been able to see one of those performances! Did you, Michaeline?


      • mistermuse 11:12 am on December 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        Sinatra indeed did it his way, and spawned many others who did it his way (more or less).
        Though Sinatra never wrote his autobiography, a number of biographies have been written about him. For some reason, I’ve never read even one of them, despite owning dozens of autos&bios of other artists from “the good old days” (Sinatra started singing professionally in the mid 1930s).


        • linnetmoss 3:44 pm on December 12, 2014 Permalink

          I own a book or two about him. They are excellent on his music, but for me, they did not shed much light on the man himself. He was quite a talented actor too. In the end all we have is his music, which is such a gift.

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    • arekhill1 1:33 pm on December 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I do it my way, too. Just wish I got paid his way.


    • mistermuse 1:50 pm on December 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      You get paid in love, Ricardo. Maybe you can’t spend it, but you can’t buy it, either (well, Cole Porter said you can, but I mean the kind of love that’s not for sale).


    • mistermuse 6:07 pm on December 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      The reason this was posted today is that it’s Sinatra’s birthdate, which was included after his quote. I mention this because it wasn’t noticed by one reader (who was most forthright in saying so later), and others may not have noticed it as well. Happy 99th birthday, Frank!


    • Don Frankel 1:23 pm on December 13, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I’m pretty sure I actually heard Sinatra in an interview say he didn’t really like the words to My Way as he thought they were a bit narcissistic. But everybody wanted him to sing it so he did.

      A friend gave me a book Frank by James Kaplan that is pretty good and very well researched but no it doesn’t give you the skeleton key to Sinatra. That would require a great fiction writer. He influenced a whole of people in a lot of creative endeavors including yours truly, not just singers.

      The video didn’t play Muse what’s it called?


    • mistermuse 8:14 pm on December 13, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Don, I think the Sinatra quote tells us quite a bit about him, and yet leaves us to wonder why, if it meant so much to him, he never wrote his memoirs (which is what I tried to convey in my poem).

      The name of the video is Frank Sinatra: “My way” – hopefully it will play if you click this:



    • Don Frankel 11:10 am on December 14, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Muse it came on this time. Funny I used that same clip awhile back which just shows that great minds think alike.

      I know what you meant but that song wasn’t about him as much as people like to think it was. He was just playing a character there as much as he did in other songs. I mean the guy was married three times how much of doing things My Way would have been remotely possible?

      Now I don’t trust my feeble memory but I’m pretty sure that Sinatra was at one point writing his autobiography but he just dropped it for one reason or another. Then Pete Hamill a New York writer was going to do it but it didn’t happen then either.

      BTW I did see Sinatra live at Radio City and it was easily the best concert/performance I ever saw.


    • mistermuse 11:38 am on December 14, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Don, actually I was referring to what he said (his quote at the top of my post) rather than the song, but you’re probably right about the song not being as much about him as people think – after all, he didn’t really like the words, as you commented previously.

      If your memory is correct about Sinatra at one point starting to write his autobiography and then dropping it, it makes me wonder all the more how serious he was about his “real ambition” (as stated in his quote).


    • Don Frankel 2:31 pm on December 14, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Now you’ve hit a nail on the head. When we write we expose ourselves. Sometimes in ways we understand and like, sometimes in ways we didn’t even know. Perhaps he couldn’t bring himself to write about certain things that were intrinsic to his style. Maybe, he just oddly enough, was unable to express it in any forum he could articulate. But he never did, so you’re on the money Muse.


    • Mélanie 5:41 am on December 23, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I like Sinatra’s performance… you probably know that this famous song is… French! I’m serious, its name is “as usually”(comme d’habitude), composed by Claude François: 🙂


    • mistermuse 7:24 am on December 23, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Merci! I think I’d read somewhere that this song is French, but I never looked into the details.


  • mistermuse 12:00 am on April 23, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: April 23, cheese-cake, Frank Sinatra, , , Jane Monheit, , Lover's Day, , , Zucchini bread   


    Guess what, boys and girls — today is the day you’ve been waiting for: April 23 is NATIONAL ZUCCHINI BREAD DAY! I don’t know about you, boys and girls, but there’s nothing I like more than zucchini bread, unless it’s fruit cake (but you only get that at Christmas time — it’s the law). Fortunately, boys and girls, you can have zucchini bread anytime. And best of all, it’s good for you — it’ll put muscle on your bustle and hair on your chest (much the same as bourbon whiskey, which the law also prohibits until a certain time, like when you come of age….unless you live in Kentucky, where baby bottles have never known milk).

    Anyway, children, it’s time for you to butt out, because the rest of this tale is for BIG boys and girls, and you’ve already taken up too much of my valuable time (ha ha, just kidding, you annoying little juvenile delinquents). I’ll give you another heads-up about another tasty treat on another day, but until then, you can sleep the sleep of the unconditionally loved, knowing that others are thinking of you with relish:


    And now let us turn to the April 23rd adult stuff (and I don’t mean naughty calendars for cheese-cake lovers). I’m talking about TAKE A CHANCE DAY and LOVER’S DAY, which are also celebrated on April 23. Luckily for you, I’m old enough to remember an old standard which combines those adulterously-suggestive sentiments in one song; here are two versions of this classic tune for your listening and (in the case of the first clip) viewing pleasure:



    • Don Frankel 7:39 am on April 23, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      How to Cook Children of course brings to mind.


    • mistermuse 9:38 am on April 23, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      TWILIGHT ZONE and ALFRED HITCHCOCK PRESENTS – two of the greatest TV series of the 1950s-60s, or any period. Thanks, Don!


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