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  • mistermuse 12:01 am on November 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , , , , Tin Pan Alley, WHO KNOWS WHERE OR WHEN   

    BOOKS RIGHT DOWN MY ALLEY 

    The Public Library near where I live held a one-day used book sale recently. I got there shortly after it opened in the morning, hoping to find a book or two of interest. A few minutes later, I learned that a man had donated (for this sale) his collection of 500 old books on one of my favorite subjects: the movies, including biographies of directors and actors, movie history, Hollywood, the stories behind some of the great films,  etc. I ended up selecting almost 50 of those books, filling two large boxes at a cost of $10 a box. It’s been a long time since fortune favored me with so bounteous a cache for so little cash.

    So now, on top of already owning a not-inconsequential number of unexplored tomes, I find myself even more bogged down with unread books I need to find time to read…..or, at minimum, get to a place where I can see daylight at the end of the bog. Therefore, I’m going to skip a post or two in my usual post-every-five-days schedule.

    In the words of Gen. Douglas MacArthur, “I shall return” — sometime in December, presupposing I won’t still be SWAMPED/haven’t gone blind. See ya later, alley-gators….

    At least, that’s the time-frame in my crystal ball, but in my Lorenz Hart of hearts, who knows….

     
    • arekhill1 10:51 am on November 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I think it’s the light at the end of the tunnel, Sr. Muse. I’m pretty sure it’s the banshee at the end of the bog. I am going to Australia myself on 12/8. I’ll be keeping up my twice-a-week schedule, but whether it will be on Australian time or PCT I have yet to discover.

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    • mistermuse 11:20 am on November 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Have a great time in the land down under, Ricardo. Although I won’t be posting myself for a while, I’ll still be checking in on yours and other posts occasionally, so I’ll look forward to your reports from the under-world.

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    • Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, MCC, SCAC 12:59 pm on November 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      lol – I have NO room for another new book without building new shelving ::groan:: – so I don’t dare go to those library book sales. I’m practically terrified that I’ll come across a find like yours for my own jones (neuroscience and theatre).

      Congrats on your find. Will you be reading or shelf-building for the next few weeks? 🙂
      xx,
      mgh
      (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMore dot com)
      – ADD Coach Training Field founder; ADD Coaching co-founder –
      “It takes a village to educate a world!”

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    • mistermuse 4:24 pm on November 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      If I know what’s good for me, I’ll start making room for more books before I start reading them. For one thing, I tend to get drowsy while reading, and doze off after a while — which I wouldn’t do if I were spending that time creating more space in the first place. On the other hand, that sounds too much like work, which makes me tired just thinking about it (as opposed to doing it). So I think I’ll solve that dilemma for today by taking a nap, and worry about it tomorrow.

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    • D. Wallace Peach 7:00 pm on November 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Wow. 50 books! That would take me years and years. Those library books sales are great, though. 🙂

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    • mistermuse 10:19 pm on November 30, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      By buying 50 books, I probably bit off more than I can chew (or should I say, more than I can read) unless I live to be the world’s oldest man, but at least (between that and my other interests), I’ll never be wanting for things to keep me out of trouble! 🙂

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    • BroadBlogs 9:40 pm on December 1, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Happy reading!

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    • Don Frankel 6:47 am on December 3, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Running out of space for books is why God, Mother Nature, the Big Bang or whoever you prefer invented the Ipad.

      Great Rodgers and Hart there Muse.

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    • mistermuse 7:07 am on December 3, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks, Don. Great song sung by a great vocalist — “Who could ask for anything more?” (from Gershwin’s I GOT RHYTHM)

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    • Don Frankel 2:32 pm on December 3, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Muse, funny you should think of Gershwin because every once in a while when I’m listening to a Rodgers or Gershwin tune, I’ll pause for a moment and think, that guy’s an effing genius.

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    • Mél@nie 1:10 am on December 8, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      quick translation from French:”The time of reading, just like that of loving, does expand our lifetime.” (Daniel Pennac)

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      I like reading and a book has often “dragged” me to another one… do literature and books fill up our life?!… I think so… 🙂

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    • mistermuse 7:30 am on December 8, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for the quote. Here’s another pause-for-thought ‘quickie’: “A real book is not one that we read, but one that reads us.” –W. H. Auden

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    • literaryeyes 2:32 pm on December 17, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      A perfect storm of books, daunting and wonderful at the same time. Ride (read) it out!

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on November 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , EMBRACEABLE YOU, George Gershwin, , , , , , , , Paul Whiteman, Rhapsody In Blue, Roaring 20s, theme songs, Tin Pan Alley,   

    ALLEY BABBLE AND THE FORTY THEMES 

    As we have noted, out of the cacophony and babble of pre-WWI Tin Pan Alley came the Roaring Twenties and the Jazz Age (not to mention Prohibition, 1920-33). If any one song could be said to capture the pulse (and become the anthem) of this dynamic cultural shift, it has to be George Gershwin’s RHAPSODY IN BLUE, written in 1924 and heard (in part) here at the outset of Woody Allen’s paean of a movie to a place called MANHATTAN:

    RHAPSODY IN BLUE was commissioned by band leader Paul Whiteman and introduced to the world by his orchestra (with Gershwin himself at the piano) at NYC’s Aeolian Hall on Feb. 12, 1924. It subsequently served as Whiteman’s theme song — theme songs being a virtual prerequisite for big bands and dance bands of the 1930s. One ‘whiff’ of a familiar opening theme song immediately identified a band to radio listeners, and set the stage for a band’s performances at ballrooms, dance halls and other venues wherever they played.

    There were literally hundreds of bands big and small, sweet and swing, hot and not, in the decade leading up to WW II. Of these, I’ll list 40 whose theme songs were (in my opinion) well chosen or well known, followed by your match-the-band-with-the-theme-song quiz (just kidding; that would be like s’posin’* I could match today’s artists with their hit songs — forgeddabouddit!). So just rest easy and enjoy the clips of a few selections from the list.

    Louis Armstrong — WHEN IT’S SLEEPY TIME DOWN SOUTH
    Gus Arnheim — SWEET AND LOVELY
    Count Basie — ONE O’CLOCK JUMP
    Bunny Berrigan — I CAN’T GET STARTED
    Lou Breese — BREEZIN’ ALONG WITH THE BREEZE
    Willie Bryant — IT’S OVER BECAUSE WE’RE THROUGH
    Billy Butterfield — WHAT’S NEW?
    Cab Calloway — MINNIE THE MOOCHER
    Benny Carter — MELANCHOLY LULLABY
    Tommy Dorsey — I’M GETTING SENTIMENTAL OVER YOU
    Sonny Dunham — MEMORIES OF YOU

    Duke Ellington — TAKE THE ‘A’ TRAIN
    Skinnay Ennis — GOT A DATE WITH AN ANGEL
    Ted Fio Rito — RIO RITA
    Benny Goodman — LET’S DANCE
    Glen Gray — SMOKE RINGS
    Johnny Green — HELLO, MY LOVER, GOODBYE
    Bobby Hackett — EMBRACEABLE YOU

    George Hall — LOVE LETTERS IN THE SAND
    Lionel Hampton — FLYIN’ HOME
    Coleman Hawkins — BODY AND SOUL
    Ina Ray Hutton — GOTTA HAVE YOUR LOVE
    Jack Hylton — SHE SHALL HAVE MUSIC
    Harry James — CIRIBIRIBIN
    Art Jarrett — EVERYTHING’S BEEN DONE BEFORE
    Isham Jones — YOU’RE JUST A DREAM COME TRUE
    Dick Jurgens — DAY DREAMS COME TRUE AT NIGHT
    Ted Lewis — WHEN MY BABY SMILES AT ME
    Little Jack Little — LITTLE BY LITTLE
    Guy Lombardo — AULD LANG SYNE
    Wingy Manone — ISLE OF CAPRI
    Johnny Messner — CAN’T WE BE FRIENDS
    Eddie Miller — LAZY MOOD (sung here by Johnny Mercer with Eddie Miller’s band)

    Glenn Miller — MOONLIGHT SERENADE
    Lucky Millender — RIDE, RED, RIDE
    Vaughn Monroe — RACING WITH THE MOON
    Leo Reisman — WHAT IS THIS THING CALLED LOVE?
    Buddy Rogers — MY BUDDY
    Jack Teagarden — I GOTTA RIGHT TO SING THE BLUES
    Fred Waring — SLEEP

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    • S’POSIN’ was a 1929 hit song; it is, of course, a ‘traction (contraction) of SUPPOSING

     

     
    • Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, MCC, SCAC 12:59 pm on November 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      A bittersweet stroll through the streets of MY town, no offense to Woody – no matter where I find myself subsequently.

      I fondly recall memories from so many of the places in the first video:
      the Empire Diner, Lincoln Center, the garment district, riding the tram to Roosevelt Island one particularly romantic date night, Radio City (especially their Christmas spectacular, complete with live camels and donkeys), Washington Square Park, the Fulton Fish Market (that turned into practically a lower Manhattan theme park for yuppies from the financial district), a million storefronts that made shopping almost a small town pleasure, the wonder of fireworks over the metropolis every 4th of July and New Year’s Eve — and views of the skyline that brought tears to my eyes.

      The Lester Lanin Orchestra was alive and kicking during my 20 years there, bringing back the golden days of an earlier time when folks danced to Big Bands non-stop and cheek to cheek – tho’ mostly to upper class events, debutante balls and fund-raising spectaculars like Night of a Thousand Stars.

      OH how I miss it! Thanks for bringing this post to my attention. I added a link here in my response to your comment, so that others might easily jump over to read. If you write other posts related to my content, I will approve your link – so leave us one, okay?
      xx,
      mgh
      (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMore dot com)
      – ADD Coach Training Field founder; ADD Coaching co-founder –
      “It takes a village to educate a world!”

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    • mistermuse 5:23 pm on November 25, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks for taking time to share your Manhattan memories. I’ve never been a big fan of society orchestras, but I believe Lester Lanin was considered the most successful of yesteryear’s society bandleaders. His brother, Howard Lanin, also led a band which played top society dates. Another popular society orchestra was that of Emil Coleman, who played at the Waldorf-Astoria for years.

      Thanks also for the link to my post and the invitation to post future links if related to your content. I will try to keep that offer in my “Memories of You.” 🙂

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    • linnetmoss 7:10 am on November 26, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I had forgotten about that ravishing beginning to the Woody Allen film “Manhattan.” I’ve got a compilation CD set of music from his films- some of the best music you’ll ever hear! Including a few of these “sweet” bands.

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    • mistermuse 8:16 am on November 26, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I think of sweet bands apart from the society orchestras I mentioned in my previous comment, although I suppose it could be considered a distinction without a difference, as they say. Actually I have a fair number of 78 rpm records of sweet bands in my collection, including Guy Lombardo and Jan Garber. Some of the old sweet bands started out on the hot side but evolved into sweet bands in order to survive.

      As for the music from Woody Allen films, I couldn’t agree more!

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    • arekhill1 12:54 pm on November 26, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I heard a story about Minnie the Moocher once. To the best of my recollection, she was a low-down hootchie-coocher.

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    • mistermuse 6:01 pm on November 26, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      ….and she had to take a Cab to get anywhere. And where did she go? She went thataway, Calloway! But enough of my pun-nonsense — here’s Minnie:

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    • Don Frankel 7:56 am on November 28, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      The first one I thought of was Bob Hope and thanks for the memories but everyone used to have a theme song. And, who doesn’t want one?

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      • mistermuse 10:48 am on November 28, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I definitely would’ve included Bob Hope and his theme song in the list if he had a band….but your question got me to thinking what I would choose for a theme song, and I think this one pretty much says it for me:

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    • literaryeyes 4:57 pm on November 28, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Manhattan memories come back to me often. When I lived near Broadway and Times Square, I’d walk through and think of the Roaring 20s and Damon Runyon, Mae West, Lindy’s, and feel that vibe. I’d sense the notes of that time were still there, echoing down Shubert and Tin Pan Alley.

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    • mistermuse 6:00 pm on November 28, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for that evocative comment. Your “Manhattan memories” suggest to me another Gershwin tune for YOUR theme song: “They Can’t Take That Away From Me.” 🙂

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    • moorezart 8:21 am on November 29, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.

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      • mistermuse 10:17 pm on November 29, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you. I attempted to reblog your latest post from your ART OF QUOTATION blog, but my computer/internet skills are woefully inadequate, and after doing the best I could, it didn’t appear the way I intended. Since I’m not up to the task of getting it right, I will delete the reblog of your post with my apologies.

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        • moorezart 12:30 am on November 30, 2016 Permalink

          No problem and I understand. Sorry for the technical difficulties. I’ve actually had similar issues at times. when reblogged from ArtofQuotation it SHOULD have worked. But I think the reblog feature on my personal artist blog Moorezart.Wordpress is turned off. In any event I’m glad you liked the post. Also I just wanted to let you know I greatly enjoy reading your blog! – Douglas

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    • moorezart 8:26 am on November 29, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Cherries on Top of a Hot Fudge Sundae – That’s What Your Post Titles Are. As Usual a Real Treat

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    • mistermuse 4:12 pm on November 29, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for that delicious compliment. This calls for a song which complements your comment:

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    • quirkywritingcorner 8:45 pm on December 10, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on quirkywritingcorner and commented:
      I’ve always loved Rhapsody in Blue!

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    • mistermuse 10:03 pm on December 10, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you!
      Rhapsody in Blue?
      Me too.

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    • geo. raymond 11:20 pm on August 23, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      “When it’s sleepy-time down south” has been on my playlist these past couple weeks. “I can’t get started” is one of my all time favorites. Brilliant Berrigan solo.

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    • geo. raymond 11:25 pm on August 23, 2017 Permalink | Reply

      Rhapsody In Blue is like nothing else in the world. Gershwin left us way too soon.

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      • mistermuse 8:18 am on August 24, 2017 Permalink | Reply

        Absolutely right on both counts (and I don’t mean Basie)!

        Gershwin and Bunny Berrigan both left us way too soon — as did another B.B., Bix Beiderbecke, who (next to Louis Armstrong) was the greatest cornet player of the 1920s. Like Berrigan, Bix was an alcoholic and left a legacy of classic jazz recordings before he died in 1931 at the age of 28.

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  • mistermuse 1:01 am on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , Harry Woods, , , , , piano roll, , , , Tin Pan Alley   

    ECHOES FROM THE (V)ALLEY 

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    In my last post (NOTES FROM THE ALLEY), I touched on TIN PAN ALLEY’s origins and location, but failed to mention where the name came from. For that, I quote from another book, FROM SAGINAW VALLEY TO TIN PAN ALLEY by R. Grant Smith:

    On a summer day in New York City, just before 1900, songwriter and journalist Monroe Rosenfeld walked down West 28th Street, on the way to his publisher, to demonstrate a new song he had written. As he passed the rows of music publishing houses, clustered together and piled on top of each other, he heard the sounds of hundreds of pianos, playing hundreds of pieces of music, pouring out of the open windows. The tumultuous noise reminded him of tin pans clanging together.
    Later that day, when Rosenfeld returned to his typewriter at the New York Herald, he wrote an article about what he had just experienced, referring to the area he had visited as “Tin Pan Alley.” This name would remain synonymous with the popular music publishing industry in America for the next sixty years.

    Think of THE GOLDEN AGE OF POPULAR MUSIC (which includes the storied Roaring Twenties) as TIN PAN ALLEY writ large, a coast-to-coast cacophony of sounds impossible to paint a complete picture of in these few sketches — but my hope is to convey at least a feel for the era….principally with clips of songs written and performed by composers and artists like those featured in the previous post. Picking up where we left off in 1921, I’ll resist the urge to test your forbearance with a 1922 triumph of treacle titled GRANNY, YOU’RE MY MAMMY’S MAMMY (I kid you not), and go instead with 1922 and 1923 hits about guys named Harry and Barney:

    Skipping past such 1924/25 doozies as DOODLE DOO DOO and DOO WACKA DOO, we come to 1926, a banner year for songs that became all-time standards, including one that a very young Bing Crosby and the Mills Brothers blew out of the water — “The name of this song is DINAH”:

    Now we’re on a roll — here’s another 1926 standard, played by it’s Hart-less composer:

    But what’s a Richard Rodgers composition minus Lorenz Hart lyrics? It’s like romance expressed without a word, as proposed in another of their 1926 songs (1:40 into this clip):

    Hart died (tragically young) in the month of November, but many great Golden Age songwriters were born in this month, including Harry Woods, who began writing hits (like “I’m Looking Over A Four-Leaf Clover”) in the early 1920s….however, I’m going to jump ahead here with one of his lesser known songs from the 1930s — repeat, the 1930s:

    (TO BE CONTINUED at least ONE MORE TIME)

     
    • arekhill1 7:41 pm on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I’m a punk rock fan myself, Sr. Muse. But history needs to be tended by historians like yourself.

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    • mistermuse 10:51 pm on November 20, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Perhaps six music clips in one post was too much of a good thing, even for those who are open to the oldies, Ricardo….so how about some history-making political news: Rabbit Hash, Kentucky, has just elected a new mayor — a two-year old pit bull named Brynn — to succeed Lucy Lou, the border collie whose bid for President went up in smoke months ago. It’s been a bad year for females running for the White House.

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    • Carmen 5:19 am on November 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      You mean we were watching Alfalfa in the 60’s and he was already over 30 years old?? 😉 That was certainly a blast from the past. ..

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      • mistermuse 8:03 am on November 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Carmen, I remember watching the Keystone Kops on TV in the 60’s when they were already 50 years old, so if Alfalfa was a blast from the past, the madcap Kops were an indignity from antiquity! 🙂

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    • Don Frankel 9:24 am on November 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Great stuff Muse. Roger’s first song or one of his first. And of course Alfalfa. I remember that scene from when I was a kid.

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    • mistermuse 11:48 am on November 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks, Don. I own a biography of Rodgers (titled SOMEWHERE FOR ME) which shows that his first published songs go back as far as 1919, however BLUE ROOM was certainly one of his first HIT songs (after MANHATTAN, written in 1925).

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    • Cynthia Jobin 8:54 pm on November 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Can’t beat Bing, in my book….

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      • mistermuse 10:01 pm on November 21, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I much prefer the voice of the young Bing to the 1940s-and-later Bing. His early recordings are classics, and I own most, if not all, of them.

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    • D. Wallace Peach 10:46 pm on November 22, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Lots of music! Most from before my time but I remember them! 🙂

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    • mistermuse 11:12 pm on November 22, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you, Diana. In a certain sense, if you remember them, they’re not before your time. 🙂

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  • mistermuse 1:01 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Eddie Cantor, , , , , Margaret Whiting. Bob Hope, , , , records, Richard Whiting, Tin Pan Alley, World War I, World War II   

    NOTES FROM THE ALLEY 

    Now that the madness of America’s interminable election season is over, it’s time to get back to the saner things in life. It has been a while since I devoted an entire post to a subject which is right down my (Tin Pan) Alley, namely the Golden Age of Popular Music (between WWI and WWII). I assume that, unlike me, few (if any) of you were alive during that era….but, since I feel reasonably certain you wouldn’t miss that opportunity again if you had the chance, I forgive you for such a lamentable shortcoming.

    Speaking of lament-able, I’ll start with a song written toward the end of the era by a 15 year old wunderkind, Mel Tormé, who went on to decades-long fame as a jazz vocalist:

    For those who are unfamiliar with the term TIN PAN ALLEY, I quote excerpts from a 1975 book of that title by researcher Ian Whitcomb about the beginnings of pop music:
    The name “Tin Pan Alley” applied to the railroad flats around 28th and Broadway in NYC where the music publishing houses were clustered. Around the 1890’s a canny bunch of businessmen, keenly aware of the new mass-market created by the Industrial Revolution, decided to manufacture songs. They fed theaters and parlors, cafes and dance halls with their wares. By 1910 The Alleymen had pushed hundreds of songs into million-selling sheets. These tall piano copies, fronted with colored art-work and spotted with ads for other songs, were the sole pop moneymakers until records, radio and talking pictures became the chief pop vehicles.

    This brings us to the period immediately following the end of WWI on Nov. 11, 1918, and to one of the biggest hits of the next year, when our doughboys were returning home by the hundreds of thousands from the battle fronts of Europe and the pleasure fronts of Paris. With un peu d’imagination, perhaps you can appreciate the question….

    Two years later (1921), song writers were still asking questions, including this one posed by its composer Richard Whiting (whose birthday was three days ago, Nov. 12, 1891), sung here by his daughter and Bob Hope:

    Of course, the above words and recordings have barely scratched the surface of  the sounds you would have savored had you been around in those days (and make no mistake, that music would have seduced you as much then as today’s music seduces you now). And so on that note….

    (TO BE CONTINUED)

     

     

     

     
    • scifihammy 1:20 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      What a lovely post. 🙂 They really don’t make music like this any more!

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    • painkills2 2:26 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      It’s all about electronic music now. Well, not all, but a lot. I feel like an old grandma complaining about young people’s music, but electronic music hurts my ears. 🙂

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      • mistermuse 11:04 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        It hurts your ears because it’s noise (at least, some of it). But, as an old song title says, “To Each His Own.”

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    • eths 3:10 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Great music!

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    • GP Cox 8:00 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you!!

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    • linnetmoss 8:57 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I didn’t realize Mel Tormé was a songwriter on a bigger scale. I know he wrote “The Christmas Song.”

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      • mistermuse 11:18 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Mel was multitalented: musician, vocalist, arranger, songwriter. He wrote THE CHRISTMAS SONG with lyricist Bob Wells in 1946, but previously wrote both words and music. Here is another example of his solo work from 1945:

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    • Don Frankel 9:24 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I always like the way guys like Bob Hope who really can’t sing will talk their way through a song and really do a good job of it. Rex Harrison in My Fair Lady comes to mind. You can watch that movie and think he’s singing when he never does.

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      • mistermuse 11:23 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Excellent observation, Don. Another great example of someone who couldn’t really sing but put over a song better than most guys who could sing was Walter Huston (SEPTEMBER SONG).

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    • L. T. Garvin, Author 10:25 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      What wonderful, wholesome songs. Love the instrumental background. It harkens back to a time when we didn’t have to have all these obscenities to have entertainment, I mean I don’t want to sound like a grandma either, but seriously, the verses of today’s “music.”

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      • mistermuse 11:32 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        My sentiments exactly! It’s good to know I have readers like you who can appreciate, and don’t dismiss, songs like these simply because they’re old. Stay tuned for more of the same in my next post.

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    • arekhill1 10:55 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Haven’t really paid much attention to music of any kind since I kicked a daily pot habit back in my early twenties. Now that weed is legal out here in CA, maybe I’ll start again.

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

        I have just the song for you, Ricardo, as you sleep on your “To weed or not to weed” question:

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    • Cynthia Jobin 11:20 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Today’s music doesn’t seduce me at all…it’s mostly adolescent, barbaric noise. I really enjoyed listening to these. I know them well. Listening to them again is like a lovely visit with my dear grandparents.

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      • mistermuse 11:57 am on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I couldn’t agree more, but I’ll bet neither you nor your grandparents listened to (or even knew of) the song in my previous comment (actually there were many such songs in the 20s & 30s, though I doubt they got played on the radio in those days)!

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    • Cynthia Jobin 12:02 pm on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      You’re right. I didn’t know that song, nor, I venture, did my grandparents. The underworld stayed under, in those days.

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    • inesephoto 5:39 pm on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Such a delightful post, I always loved music of that era.

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      • mistermuse 8:10 pm on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Likewise. I also like some of the music of other eras, but “Golden Age” music remains #1 on my ‘hip parade.’

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    • Resa 6:17 pm on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      What a fab post this is!
      Thank you so much for the info re: Tin Pan Alley! I had no idea.

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      • mistermuse 8:05 pm on November 15, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you, Resa. I’ll have more to say about Tin Pan Alley in my next post.

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    • Mark Scheel 1:15 am on November 17, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I remember hearing some of these songs played on the piano when as a little boy visiting relatives on my mother’s side–a fun bunch. Anyway, before you leave politics totally, suggest you read Bernie Goldberg on why New York media missed the boat so badly with the last election. Great analysis that I can relate to, living in the Midwest. Here’s the link:

      http://bernardgoldberg.com/the-media-elite-didnt-see-the-tsunami-coming/

      Mark

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      • mistermuse 8:53 am on November 17, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        I’d already heard similar analysis (in substance, if not in spirit) in the heathen liberal media, Mark, but I didn’t know that Goldberg has written a book called ARROGANCE, which I would’ve guessed to be the title of a Donald Trump biography….but then, we on the near-left (or am I on the FAR-left in the black-and-white world) are wrong about so many things.

        Anyway, I’m glad to hear that you can dig this music. There has been a piano in my house for most of my life, but after several years of piano lessons in my boyhood, I forgot what I learned and still can’t play it.

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    • BroadBlogs 1:17 am on November 17, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      I’d thought I would feel better after the election. I don’t. Thanks for bringing some sanity back into my life. 🙂

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      • mistermuse 8:11 am on November 17, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Speaking of “sanity” reminds me (what with the Christmas shopping season already in full swing) of this bit of Marx Brothers insanity:

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    • Carmen 12:42 pm on November 17, 2016 Permalink | Reply

      Do you mean to say that Torme was 15 when he sang that song? If so, quite amazing!
      I have to say that listening to these tunes is a much better pursuit than reading political commentary of late . . . 🙂 I’m finding a station on my TV that plays ‘oldies’ now. Lovely sounds!! Thanks so much, mister muse!
      Were you subscribed to Lady sighs blog? Haven’t heard anything from her lately and was wondering if she’s ill. .

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      • mistermuse 5:27 pm on November 17, 2016 Permalink | Reply

        Actually, Tormé wrote the song when he was 15, but he didn’t sing it — at least not on that Columbia record. If you check the small print on the label, you’ll notice that the vocal is by Dick Haymes (see, that’s what happens when you don’t read the small print!). 🙂

        I didn’t subscribe to Ladysigh’s blog, but I was a regular reader and frequent ‘liker’ and commenter. As I recall, she took a rather lengthy hiatus due to illness a few years ago. Hopefully, she’ll come back again like before, but I don’t know the reason for her absence this time.

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