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  • mistermuse 12:01 am on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: applause, four-letter word, Hoagy Carmichael, , , , , , , rest, strains,   


    strain, to use to the utmost; damage or weaken by too much tension, pressure, or force
     a part of a piece of music; melody; song; tune  –The World Book Dictionary

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    August 10 is LAZY DAY. Don’t ask me who the originator is, or why LAZY DAY is on this particular day — today, I is too lazy to care. All I know is, it’s a good day to post a post over which I’ve pondered as poco* as possible. Mind you, when your brain avoids work as strenuously as mine strains to avoid strain, it deserves arrest — correction: a rest.

    Thus, I bid you adieu without further ado (except for a tune or two), and leave the rest to You(tube).

    Here, Hoagy Carmichael sings a song he wrote, as another guy tries to keep a level head:

    Thank you, friends, for that tremendous ovalation**– that calls for a curtain call. So, what’s got me in a lazy mood? FOREWARNING: the answer is a four-letter word (not counting a ‘postrophe s):

    *poco: Spanish for little (as in a poco loco in the coco).
    **ovalation: an ovation during which a round of applause takes on an oval shape

    • calmkate 3:34 am on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      should be everyday as far as I’m concerned .. love the wordplay and tunes 🙂

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    • calmkate 3:40 am on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      sexy sax = LOVE!
      love that dude keeping his head 🙂

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    • Garfield Hug 5:55 am on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Aug 10 is Lazy Day? Hmm..I am fine accepting it haha

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      • mistermuse 8:34 am on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        You said it, GH. I’m even thinkin’ maybe I should put off replying to more comments until tomorrow.

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    • masercot 9:41 am on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Lazy Bones is one of my favorites (I first heard it from Leon Redbone). That tray-balancing routine is pure vaudeville…

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      • mistermuse 9:51 am on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply

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        • masercot 10:44 am on August 10, 2019 Permalink

          Watching him perform live is like going back to the early thirties and watching Laurel and Hardy…

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      • mistermuse 12:34 pm on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        I haven’t seen enough of him to vouch for the L & H comparison, but I love his “good for my worried soul” singing, as evidenced by this two-song video clip (the first of which is another “Lazy” song):

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    • Don Ostertag 3:35 pm on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Ah… Hoagy and Leon. Made my day. Now if you will excuse me I am going to lay back in my chair and rest my eyes.

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      • mistermuse 5:18 pm on August 10, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        I just came back from taking a little nap myself, Don….and after using up all this energy replying to your comment, I think I’ll take another one. Pleasant dreams.

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    • Lander7 10:21 pm on August 11, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Interesting, that video with the lazybones song was strange, seems a bit negative to blacks and was he smoking one of that marijuana sticks?

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      • mistermuse 9:02 am on August 12, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        That video (12/15/1941) is stereotypical of how blacks were portrayed in films of that era. It is understandably seen as offensive today, but in my opinion, it’s not as offensive as most portrayals of that type (think Stepin Fetchit as a well-known example).

        Thank you for your comment.


        • Lander7 8:17 pm on August 12, 2019 Permalink

          I see what people are talking about now, so much evil and ugliness in those days, no wonder it’s so hard for some to let it go.

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    • Silver Screenings 2:28 pm on August 24, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      I loved the Hoagie Carmichael video. A little cheesy, yes, but that man with the tray is AMAZING.

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  • mistermuse 12:01 am on October 18, 2017 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , G songs, , Georgianna, Georgy Girl, Harlem Globetrotters, Hoagy Carmichael, , , Sweet Georgia Brown,   


    How times flies — basketball season is back. The National Basketball Association began play yesterday, with college basketball to follow shortly. But, for the season opener (Oct. 19) which leads to this post, we have the Harlem Globetrotters, whose famous theme song is the Sweet G song which gets our ‘girl’s-names-starting-with-G-songs’ ball bouncing:

    Next, let’s go with this contemporary take-off on a 1937 Count Basie/Jimmy Rushing hit:

    Sensing a Geo-centric pattern here? This (from ALFIE, 1966) is the new girl of the bunch:

    Last, but no less ‘Geo,’ we have this all-time standard sung by the composer as it should be sung (not that others haven’t done it equal justice in their own way):

    NOTE: Sorry about eclipsing my usual limit of three clips per post, but all four songs rose to the level I was seeking in this ‘Geo-desy,’ and I couldn’t bring myself to drop one.

    • Garfield Hug 8:27 am on October 18, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks for sharing the tunes😃

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    • mistermuse 8:33 am on October 18, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Geo-literally my pleasure!


    • arekhill1 3:43 pm on October 18, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      The Ray Charles version of “Georgia on My Mind” is the only one that counts, Sr.Muse.

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    • mistermuse 6:07 pm on October 18, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Can’t argue with that, Ricardo (but then I wouldn’t argue with several other versions, including Hoagy’s).


    • linnetmoss 6:04 am on October 19, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      I went to school in Georgia, so I appreciated these 🙂

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      • mistermuse 8:26 am on October 19, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Linnet, in your honor, I offer another GEORGIA song (you probably went to another Georgia school, but I don’t know any other Georgia school songs). 🙂

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        • linnetmoss 6:14 am on October 20, 2017 Permalink

          Darn, could not get the link to work, was it the fight song for University of Georgia? I went to two smaller schools in Macon, Wesleyan and Mercer U.

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        • mistermuse 7:49 am on October 20, 2017 Permalink

          Linnet, sorry about the ‘missing’ link — it was the famous RAMBLIN’ WRECK FROM GEORGIA TECH. 🙂


    • Don Frankel 8:04 am on October 19, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Great picks with Ella and Hoagy Carmichael. Sweet Georgia Brown is usually played as an instrumental and I imagine it’s very hard to sing well. Most people would think of Ray Charles but I like going back in time there.

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    • mistermuse 8:45 am on October 19, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Don, I think Ella sings Sweet Georgia Brown as well as it can be sung (if you’re into jazz/scat singing). Even as great a vocalist as Billie Holiday couldn’t have sung this one as well because it wasn’t her style. As for Ray Charles, I love his take on Georgia On My Mind, but I chose Hoagy’s version because I too like going back in time to the year it was composed and the way the composer sang it.

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    • Don Frankel 3:10 pm on October 19, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Muse you’re right about Ella being the best on this. I got interested and looked up various people singing Sweet Georgia Brown, Some of it was interesting, like Bing Crosby sang it many years ago in what sounded like a rag town band if I that’s what it was. I wasn’t sure.. Then there were other people singing it as some bit from a TV Variety Show like Nancy Sinatra. Nothing wrong there it’s a great song but there was nothing memorable either. The most interesting was a TV version by Jerry Lee Lewis. He let his piano carry most of the tune as he didn’t sing over it. No flies on himn. But who’ da thunk that one. Actually the next best to Ella that I found was by Pearl Bailey. Not sure where or when as it was a recording with a collage of pictures. But Ella was the best.

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    • inesephoto 1:17 pm on October 20, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Ah some of my favorite songs here 🙂 Have always loved Georgia On My Mind.

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    • moorezart 1:35 pm on November 30, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.

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    • mistermuse 10:50 pm on November 30, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you! The moore(zart), the merrier!


  • mistermuse 12:00 am on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , good old boy, Hoagy Carmichael, , , , , , , Presidents' Day, , , Walter Donaldson   


    My fellow Americans: as most of you know, today is PRE-RESIDENTS’ DAY. But whether you’re a typical well-educated American, or just a good-old-boy American, you probably can’t name many PRE-RESIDENTS. Some of you may not even know where the PRE-RESIDENT resides. Know problem. Think of him or her this-a-way: if you’re addicted to playing the lottery, you no doubt think of yourself as a pre-multimillionaire. In the same way, being the optimist that you are, it logically follows that a PRE-RESIDENT must be a homeless person — but only a temporarily homeless person (or, in this case, a temporarily White Houseless person). So, as soon as a temporarily homeless/White Houseless person wins the big prize, (s)he’s home free, so to speak.

    But, sad to say, neither want nor optimism guarantees a winner, as you may perchance recall:


    Feb. 15 being a holiday and all, I trust you’ll pardon my using the re-reposted WINTERDREAM poem one more time (I could’ve taken today off, you know). But, as long as I’m here, Feb. 15 also happens to be the birthday of prolific pre-WW II songwriter Walter Donaldson, one of whose noteworthy songs is on the money for resident Ohioan mistermuse (that’s Hoagy Carmichael on the vocal about two minutes in):

    Yes, there really is no place like home. May you never end up a PRE-RESIDENT.

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    P.S. As I put the finishing touches to this post on Sunday, it saddens me to add this postscript: late Saturday night, a fire across the river in Kentucky destroyed the 185 year old Rabbit Hash General Store, which was not only “the center of the universe” (to quote a board member of the local Historical Society), but the campaign headquarters and second home of Lucy Lou, the doggone best of all the pre-presidents running for President, by fur:

    Rabbit Hash General Store destroyed in fire

    • Cynthia Jobin 12:14 am on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      And here I thought the 15th was “Recuperate from Valentine’s Day” day… These holidays now seem to be coming upon us as fast as mondays! Having been a pre-resident and a post-resident of several places several times in my life, I am too weary to say anything tonight except “Yay Hoagy!”

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    • mistermuse 12:29 am on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Hoagy lives forever in Stardust memories.

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    • linnetmoss 7:43 am on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      So sad about the Rabbit Hash. Great song though, I enjoyed it!

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    • mistermuse 9:57 am on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Rabbit Hashers are fundraising to build a replacement general store modeled on the original (in hopes of retaining its status on the National Register of Historic Places). I’d been in the old store several times, and whether the aromas, squeaky floor boards, homey atmosphere and overall ambiance can be duplicated is questionable….but I wish them all the success in the universe.


    • arekhill1 11:12 am on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Does Joe Biden count, even though the government already gives him a house?


    • mistermuse 11:46 am on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      If you ask me, Joe should’ve gotten in the race for the White House. Electability-wise, he’d be looking pretty good right now, compared with all the other choices.


      • Michaeline Montezinos 12:45 pm on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I agree with you, mistermuse, in wishing Joe Biden had been a candidate for the pre-resident. Now I can hardly watch those idiots. It makes a person want to stay home and not vote, even by absentee ballot. I was saddened to hear about the fire that ended the historical building.

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    • mistermuse 1:22 pm on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks, Michaeline. Here’s the latest on the Rabbit Hash building:



      • Michaeline Montezinos 2:25 pm on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you for the sad news about the fire of the Rabbit Hash building, I could see how much this historic house meant to the local people. I am glad no one was hurt but saddened by the loss of not only the house but the antiques inside.

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    • Don Frankel 4:19 pm on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Love that poem Muse. A lot of money only gets you in trouble.

      Now as to the fire at the Rabbit Hash General Store if this does not scream conspiracy what does? If you ask me the first culprit that comes to mind is the guy who claimed that there was no need to vote for one of his opponents as he was dead. No names here as I don’t want my humble abode to burn down next. But the Secret Service had better start to surround Lucy Lou If not well I’ll have to come out of retirement. Then it gets ugly.

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      • Michaeline Montezinos 7:44 pm on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        If the going gets tough the Michele gets going. If you need backup just call me and I will help protect you and your home. I think prayer counts, don’t you, Don Frankel?

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    • mistermuse 10:11 pm on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I think you may be right, Don – the culprit probably has a bone to pick with Lucy Lou, but if he thinks she’s going to turn tail and not run for President, he’s barking up the wrong tree. Right now, Lucy Lou is apparently lying low, as the media hasn’t seen hide nor hair of her since the fire. I suspect that the Secret Service has advised her to remain indognito for a while.


      • Michaeline Montezinos 10:41 pm on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        indognito…? Did you mean incognito and made a slight typing error or is this a pun I don’t understand, mistermuse? Sorry to nitpick but in the past you have pointed out ways I could improve my writing. Once it was about the placing of a comma and you were right.

        In May I will be moving to a first floor apartment instead of stair climbing up to the second floor. Does this make me a pre-resident?


    • mistermuse 11:56 pm on February 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Indognito was an incognito pun, Michaeline. If you didn’t recognize it, apparently it worked, which pleases me, because I worked like a dog to think of it. 🙂

      Sorry, I won’t address your last question, because my policy is one question per customer.


      • Michaeline Montezinos 7:35 am on February 17, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I recognize your pun now and it is a good one, mistermuse, Now may I ask if moving to another apartment makes me a pre-resident. Thanks for your answer if you choose to give me on, doggone it.


        • mistermuse 9:52 am on February 17, 2016 Permalink

          Michaeline, I must say you’re very dogged in your pursuit of an answer, so I will pre-sent you with an answer: yes and no. Yes, you’re a pre-resident of the apartment you’re moving to, and no, you’re not a pre-resident in terms of being homeless before you move to your pre-destination. If you don’t believe in pre-destination, I pre-sume you’re just pre-tending to move and will stay put.


    • Don Frankel 9:55 am on February 16, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Indognito is up there with the best of them. Politics is a dog eat dog world.


    • mistermuse 10:36 am on February 16, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Don, anyone who thinks a dog shouldn’t run for President hasn’t been paying attention to the GOP debates.


    • BroadBlogs 2:07 pm on February 16, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Is Ted Cruz a pre-resident?


    • mistermuse 3:45 pm on February 16, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I hope not (or, as Ted Cruz might pray re his opponents: I pray not).


  • mistermuse 12:12 am on August 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Bond, Hoagy Carmichael, , , Ian Fleming, , , , ,   


    On August 8, a piece was posted on SWI (Speak Without Interruption) titled 60+ Years of James Bond (007), which reminded me of a poem I’d posted on SWI a few years back. Today being the 50th anniversary of the death of Bond’s creator, Ian Fleming (5/28/08–8/12/64), it occured to me to revise and re-publish the poem here — especially considering that it was one of many posts purged in the SWI meltdown almost a year ago and no longer appears there.

    According to Wikipedia, in the beginning Fleming envisaged that Bond would resemble [in appearance] the composer, singer and actor Hoagy Carmichael….therefore, as an “extra added attraction” (and as postscript to my previous post TODAY CAN SPEAK FOR ITSELF), the poem will be followed by a Soundies film of Hoagy singing his composition Lazy Bones.


    Dames bond.
    Dames bond in order to bond.
    In order to relate (secrets?).
    To navigate their pain.
    To celebrate broad-based gain.
    To advocate and proclaim.
    To concentrate their aim.
    To do what guys have done.

    Guys bond.
    Guys bond in order to do.
    To do what guys have to do.
    To play at war.
    To play the game(s).
    To play (or not) the dames —
    Dames bound to bond James?
    Hold on.

    The guy who loved me
    Is a spy — it’s in the book.
    You know the One who wrote the Book?
    Revelation. Plot twist.
    You only think you know the One.
    The One whose agents are everywhere.
    The One whose clues lead nowhere.
    It’s all so mysterious, so indecipherable.
    How does it all end?

    P.S.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mXvX56WjhvY



    • arekhill1 10:33 am on August 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Your words leave me shaken, not stirred.


    • mistermuse 1:25 pm on August 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I apologize, not apollogize (note to others: that’s an inside joke that I probably should’ve left out).


    • Don Frankel 1:32 am on August 14, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I always find it ironic that the only things left from the Roman Empire are the ballpark and the Vatican. I guess the only thing left of the British Empire is James Bond.


    • mistermuse 7:03 am on August 14, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Well, the British still have kings and queens, but then, so do decks of cards. There’s probably a good joke in there involving a House of Cards, but I’m not wide awake enough yet to deal with it.


  • mistermuse 12:16 am on July 10, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Hoagy Carmichael, Jack Teagarden, , songs of America's Golden Age of popular music, Star Dust, Stars Fell On Alabama   


    Devotees of the Golden Age of American popular music are aware that most of the best songwriters of the 1920s, 30s and 40s were Jewish (Gershwin, Berlin, Arlen, Rodgers, Hart, Hammerstein, Kern, etc.) — a subject worthy of a treatise in itself. But this article is about a great lyricist of that period who even this muse of a music devotee didn’t know was Jewish, until doing research to recognize his birthday today (born July 10, 1900).

    I refer to the man who (quoting jazz historian Warren Vache) “wrote the lyrics to so many great songs that the list reads like an all-time hit parade”,  Michael Hyman Pashelinsky — you may know him better as Mitchell Parish. Composers who were his collaborators included the likes of Hoagy Carmichael (Star Dust), Duke Ellington (Sophisticated Lady), Peter DeRose (Deep Purple) and Ray Perkins (Stars Fell On Alabama).

    Again quoting Vache, Mitchell Parish “had the gift of creating precise imagery in the listener’s mind of romantic scenes, gorgeous girls, and sometimes delicious melancholy, songs often as well remembered for the words as for the melody.”

    Parish was inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame in 1972. Here are two of the reasons why, as played and sung by the greatest trumpet man and the greatest trombone man in jazz history:



    • Don Frankel 4:17 am on July 10, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Muse I never heard of this guy. This is why the world needs you. He wrote the lyrics to those songs? Damn, that is amazing.

      And, to find out he’s Jewish! Well that makes me quell. I don’t know if I spelled that even remotely right as I’m basically a Jew in name only but that would never stop me from pointing to all the other great Jews like Einstein. We all love to do this. A Priest pointed out though we blew it with Jesus. I say we should claim him too. Now some people will argue that he wasn’t really Jewish but I counter with Mary was definitely Jewish and a nice Jewish girl too.


    • mistermuse 8:39 am on July 10, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I can’t think of a thing to add to your comment, Don, so I’m just going to sit back and listen again to the amazing renditions of the two songs I linked.


    • arekhill1 10:35 am on July 10, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      My girl is Jewish and it just pisses her off when I point out that Jesus was, too. Gracias, Sr. Muse, for the edification; prior to reading this, i thought all the great songwriters were gay.


    • mistermuse 12:29 pm on July 10, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Some were both, Ricardo, but great songwriters didn’t have to be Jewish to be gay (Cole Porter and Noel Coward come to mind). Not that I’m prejudiced – gay or sad, I am gracias-ful for ’em all.


    • Michaeline Montezinos 9:14 pm on July 11, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I don’t wish to sound conceited but we Jews are very talented and intelligent for the most part. Thanks, mistermuse, for pointing out the fact that many songwriters were Jewish. Have you tried looking up famous Jewish athletes yet?


    • mistermuse 10:29 pm on July 11, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Famous Jewish athletes? Is that Jews who’ve won the Yiddishe Kup?

      I’d be more interested in writing about the fertile field of famous Jewish comedians – no shortage of material there. Thanks for planting the seed for that possible future post.


    • mistermuse 6:00 am on July 12, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Now that I think about it, Sandy Koufax was a famous pitcher for the Dodgers (and previously for the Univ. of Cincinnati), not to mention other famous Jewish players in baseball and other sports. Apologies for the wisecrack in my previous comment!


    • Don Frankel 7:11 am on July 17, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Mo Berg


      • mistermuse 8:38 am on July 17, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        I think Mo was before my time, but I do recall Hammerin’ Hank Greenberg, who was still hammerin’ home runs when I was a boy growing up in the 1940s. I remember he had a lot of RBIs, so I looked it up – sure enough, he holds the AL record for most right-handed RBIs in a season (183 in 1937, when the season was only 154 games). He was also one of the few opposing players to welcome Jackie Robinson to the major leagues.


  • mistermuse 8:52 pm on November 22, 2013 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Best Years of Our Lives, , , , Heart and Soul, Hoagy Carmichael, , , Lazy River, , , , To Have and have Not, Young Man With A Horn   


    On this, the 114th birthday of Hoagy Carmichael (11/22/1899 – 12/26/1981), I daresay you could mention his name to 100 random people under age 60, and 99 (maybe all 100) would say, “Hoagy who?”  But why waste time lamenting the fate awaiting almost all “celebrities” sooner or later? Fame is indeed fleeting — perhaps now more than ever — and relative few are the songwriters, actors and singers (for Hoagy was all three) who will be remembered on their triple-digit birthdays by succeeding generations. So it is with Bloomington, Indiana’s Hoagy — but his star shines on, nonetheless, for those who appreciate the timelessness of creative magic.

    For this occasion, I have pulled from my bookshelves a 1999 Hoagy double-autobiography which is a republication of The Stardust Road (1946) and Sometimes I Wonder (1965), with a new introduction by John Edward Hasse. I’d read this volume a few years ago, and it’s as good a way as any to re-visit Hoagland Howard Carmichael, a man whose music and film roles I’d known since my youth in the 1940s. As Hasse puts it in his introduction:

    Hoagy Carmichael was a true American original. First of all, there was his name…. Then there was that singing voice–the flat, Hoosier cadences–and that laconic public persona, impossible to mistake for anyone else’s. And there was his unusual career path–from law student, lawyer, and Wall Street employee to hit songwriter and celebrity via records, motion pictures, radio and television.
    But most original of all were the songs Carmichael wrote, songs that typically sound like nobody else’s.

    I love the way Hoagy begins The Stardust Road:
    The phone rang and I picked it up. It was Wad Allen. “Bix died,” he said
     (referring to Hoagy’s close friend and legendary early jazz trumpeter, Bix Beiderbecke).
    Wad laughed a funny laugh. “I wonder if it will hurt old Gabriel’s feelings to play second trumpet?” Wad asked.
    I could hear Wad’s breathing, then suddenly, but gradually getting clearer, I heard something else.
    “I can hear him,” I said. “I can hear him fine from here.”
    Over and around the sound I heard Wad’s voice.
    “Sure,” he said shakily. “So can I.”
    “I guess he didn’t die, then.”
    And so it went back and forth, until Hoagy said, “Call me up again,” I told him, “when somebody else doesn’t die.”
    But Wad had hung up. I tilted back in the chair before my desk and felt tears behind my eyes.  

    These are the kind of personal reminiscences you can only get from those who experienced them. If you’re a true lover of classic jazz and the Golden Age of popular music, you will find Hoagy’s autobiographies irresistible. THE STARDUST ROAD/SOMETIMES I WONDER combo is available on Amazon.com, AbeBook.com and elsewhere.

    And speaking of combos, let’s close with two versions of Hoagy’s immortal Star Dust, the first by Louis Armstrong, whose incomparable 1931 rendition still sets the standard after all these years, and the second, by Hoagy himself:



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