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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Bunk Johnson, Dyngus Day, , I'm A Ding Dong Daddy From Dumas, , , Lowdown Blues, Mississippi John Hurt, Monday Morning Blues, New Orleans jazz, , wordplay   

    LOWDOWN MONDAY MORNING BLUES 

    I don’t know how many jazz fans I have among my readers — or, for that matter, how many blues buffs I have among my jazz fans — but just between me and you (no matter how few), today I’m in a LOWDOWN and BLUE musical mood. To my non-jazz followers tried and true, you’re welcome to listen in too….with no apologies due if you decide to bid me adieu ’til my next post’s in view.

    So, without further ado, here’s the LOWDOWN — BLUES, that is, played by a legendary New Orleans jazz man….and that’s no Bunk (I beg your pardon: it is Bunk) :

    For my next selection this Monday morning, what else but the….

    Some blues songs are a bit dirty, but I offer one that will leave you cleaner than a flushed toilet with a clogged drain….and, it’s conveniently in the same room:

    Today is Easter Monday which, I’m sure you’re aware, is also DYNGUS DAY, which is big in Poland. Other than that, I don’t know a dang thingus about Dyngus, so I checked it out and found that it’s celebrated like St. Patrick’s Day is in Ireland, with drinking, parades, drinking, parties, drinking, dancing, and drinking. Of course, the Poles are open all night on Dyngus Day, so I’d like to close with a song apropos for the occasion — but unlike St. Patrick’s Day, I can’t show a Dyngus song because I don’t know a Dyngus song. Luckily, a melodious American opus will serve the purpose if we substitute DYNGUS for DUMAS:

    Just between us, I thinkest that’s the dangest Dyngus/Dumas anyone could sing us to bring us to the finus. Thank goodness for Louis.

     
    • Garfield Hug 1:11 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I learnt something new from your mistermuse – Dyngus! I did not know you are in Poland. I am sorry you are feeling blue. Cheer up….Garfield, my inanimate furball send you the “highs” to blow away the Monday blues!! Take care and stay safe.

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      • mistermuse 9:02 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Sorry if I gave you the impression I’m in Poland, G.H. — I’m not. There are a few towns named Poland here in the USA, but I’m not in any of those either. One of those towns is in the state of Maine, where a certain follower of this blog lives, but probably not in that town….and it wouldn’t be Pole-ite to ask.

        Take care, and give Garfield a “high-five” for me.

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        • Garfield Hug 6:39 am on April 16, 2020 Permalink

          Garfield gave a “high-five” back at you. I appreciated the advice you gave me for my dad. It does seem to be vertigo, although his blood pressure was really high. He is back in hospital again. Sigh.

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        • mistermuse 8:39 am on April 16, 2020 Permalink

          Over the years, I’ve lost my mom, dad, and only (and younger) sibling, so I can relate to what you’re going through, GH. If people can’t have empathy for each other in times like this, when can they?

          Take care.

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    • calmkate 2:44 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      not feelin blue coz the sun is shinin … but any jazz is acceptable! Great selection Mr M 🙂

      How can anyone feel blue jivin to that ❤

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    • blindzanygirl 3:14 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Ah! Wonderful.

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    • Rivergirl 8:20 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Love the blues, especially on scratchy old records. Excellent choices… I was unfamiliar with the bath water, fun!
      It is wrong to say Happy Dyngus? It seems like it should be.
      😉

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      • mistermuse 9:28 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        I’m not sure what Dyngus is, RG, but it sounds like a word one shouldn’t use in Pole-ite company. Anyone who has a dyngus is probably well advised to keep it private except on special occasions.

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    • Yeah, Another Blogger 8:42 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Hi. The Armstrong recording is funny. Somewhere he mentions that he forgot the words. Hardly matters!

      Neil Scheinin

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      • mistermuse 9:41 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        You’re right, Neil — but just for the “record,” the words are scrolled across the bottom of this clip, starting about 35 seconds in:

        There are additional lyrics and many other renditions of this song on youtube, in case anyone’s interested.

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    • D. Wallace Peach 10:24 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Happy Dyngus Day, although no partying and parading outside the house. Thanks for the musical Monday. Stay well and have a lovely week. 🙂

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      • mistermuse 11:55 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        You’re welcome, Diana. Take care, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do (especially since I’m getting too old to do much anyway). 😉

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    • summerhilllane 11:46 am on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for sharing this incredible music. I enjoyed it and this surprises me because I don’t usually like Jazz music. I like Blues sometimes. Guess I have the Monday morning blues. Much love.

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      • mistermuse 10:30 pm on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks for your comment, which I approved hours ago, but it disappeared into cyberspace until suddenly appearing here a little while ago. Glad you enjoyed the music.

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    • annieasksyou 2:02 pm on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I thoroughly enjoyed this bluesy quartet, especially because it’s a rainy, blowsy day outside. Tuba Skinny (an oxymoron?) was unknown to me, so a special thank you for that.

      As a lover—and occasionally shameless creator of—bad puns, I am most appreciative of your narration/responses as well.

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    • scifihammy 2:52 pm on April 13, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      You got us all a-foot tapping here, Mr Muse! 😀

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    • Elizabeth 4:45 pm on April 14, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Don’t know about Dyngus Day, but it sure reminded me of “My Ding-a-Ling” with Chuck Berry who I had the delight of seeing perform it in Harlem in 1966.

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    • annieasksyou 8:00 pm on April 14, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I thought the first “can” was deliberate, so I riffed on a fine Presidential slogan.

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      • mistermuse 9:30 pm on April 14, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Annie — I didn’t even notice it until you pointed it out….but now that you mention it, I can(‘t) honestly say that my “can” was an improvement over the “can’t” I’d intended to say.

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    • masercot 6:02 am on April 17, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      John Hurt’s piece shows that fifties rock and roll was taken from blues guitar…

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    • Silver Screenings 10:02 pm on May 4, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Ah, it’s been too long since I’ve listened to the blues. Thanks for this!

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on March 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , Carole Lombard, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , wordplay, Yoko Ono   

    BEWARE THE BRIDES OF MARCH 

    March 15 being THE IDES OF MARCH (but still winter), I thought I’d work on a post I’d call THE BRRRR-IDES OF MARCH — however, it hasn’t been very winter-like where I live, so it’s no weather for snow jobs. Thus I’ll settle for a post about The Brides of March, of whom there have been some blushing ones, some gushing ones, some rushing ones, and a mother lode of if-at-first-you-don’t-succeed-try-try-again ones….such as singing star Peggy Lee, whose marriage to jazz guitarist Dave Barbour was her first of four such gigs.

    Here are twenty March brides who gave it the old collage (French for to stick together) try, listed by March wedding day (along with the names of the grooms, just for the wreck of it):

    March 1, 1968   JUNE CARTER / Johnny Cash
    March 8, 1952   NANCY DAVIS / Ronald Reagan
    March 8, 1943   PEGGY LEE / Dave Barbour
    March 9, 1796   JOSÉPHINE de BEAUHARNAIS / Napoléon Bonaparte
    March 13, 1946 MARY WELSH / Ernest Hemingway

    March 15, 1964 ELIZABETH TAYLOR / Richard Burton (again)
    March 16, 2002 LIZA MINNELLI / David Gest
    March 17, 1905 ELEANOR ROOSEVELT / Franklin D. Roosevelt
    March 18, 1869 HARRIET TUBMAN / Nelson Davis
    March 19, 1918 DAISY PARKER / Louis Armstrong (who recorded this song 3/2/1932):

    March 20, 1969 YOKO ONO / John Lennon
    March 21, 1945 LAUREN BACALL / Humphrey Bogart
    March 21, 1963 BARBRA STREISAND / Elliott Gould
    March 21, 1984 SARAH BRIGHTMAN / Andrew Lloyd Webber
    March 23, 1985 CHRISTIE BRINKLEY / Billy Joel

    March 24, 1950 INGRID BERGMAN / Roberto Rossellini
    March 27, 1916 GLORIA SWANSON / Wallace Beery
    March 28, 1920 MARY PICKFORD / Douglas Fairbanks
    March 28, 1939 CAROLE LOMBARD / Clark Gable
    March 28, 1957 BILLIE HOLIDAY (LADY DAY) / Louis McKay

    All but three of those ladies married multiple times, and one of the three (Daisy Parker) died soon after her divorce from Louis Armstrong. Lost passion being the fashion, this quote seems a fitting way to call it a day:

    “I guess the only way to stop divorce is to stop marriage.” –Will Rogers

    So ladies, this be your day to be given away. Gents, beware the BRIDES OF MARCH (apologies to Shakespeare) — not to mention, pity your poor (after the divorce) befuddled comrades-in-arms who married them.

     

     

     

     

     
    • calmkate 12:46 am on March 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      lol I think some women like the white wedding bit but can’t quite engage in the marriage commitment thing! I took Will’s advice and avoided the whole darned thing … a barrister friend took me to divorce court and that was it 🙂

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      • mistermuse 1:07 am on March 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Frankly, it sounds like you could render your gender’s version of Sinatra’s I DID IT MY WAY in grand style, Kate. 😉

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    • obbverse 12:56 am on March 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      First ring out the wedding bells then all too soon ring the lawyer. Happily ever nah-ah.

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    • Rivergirl 9:05 am on March 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Ha! Love it.
      Although Liz Taylor probably hit every month. She was a busy bride.
      😉

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    • Ashley 9:44 am on March 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Great post! However, in just a week’s time it will be the Spring Equinox (20th March), the halfway point of spring!

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    • linnetmoss 10:17 am on March 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      What an amazing list of brides! The ones that caught my eye were June Carter, Yoko Ono, and of course the immortal Liz. But she is in a category by herself as a bride.

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    • Don Ostertag 3:13 pm on March 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Very clever post,

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      • mistermuse 3:29 pm on March 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Don. Nonetheless, I’m not showing it to my wife, because I don’t want to give her any ideas. Who would cook my meals if she divorced me?

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    • Moushmi Radhanpara 10:01 am on March 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Oh, you gave me a good laugh 🙂

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    • tubularsock 2:23 pm on March 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Now, now, now. It works two ways.
      So, if you first don’t succeed, try, try, try again.

      But usually one should marry “up” each time because after the first divorce you usually have nothing left!

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      • mistermuse 5:26 pm on March 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        “Divorce is a legal separation when a man stops bringing the money home to his wife and starts mailing it.” –Evan Esar
        In that scenario, a man would have to marry WAY up because, unless the next wife is independently wealthy, he’d probably still have to send her his money after the second divorce. 😉

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    • mlrover 11:21 am on March 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I never planned to marry again after divorcing the first one, who was and is a horrible person. There was no resisting my second marriage, and even with all its ups, downs, and difficulties, it was wonderful. The “Second Time Around” turned out to be true for me.

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      • mistermuse 12:13 pm on March 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

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        • mlrover 7:44 am on March 19, 2020 Permalink

          Thank you. It was Frankie’s rendition that came to mind. And my “.second time” happened on St. Patty’s Day. And we married in March. Forgot to mention that.

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    • arekhill1 1:56 pm on March 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Just missed being a March groom myself, Sr. Muse. Married on my birthday, April 12th. Bride insisted on the date so I would remember our wedding anniversary. Only had to remember it once, though.

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    • mistermuse 6:02 pm on March 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      At least you can be thankful your birthday isn’t on April 1st, Ricardo — you don’t need that kind of reminder every April Fools Day. 😉

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    • Rebecca Wallick 8:53 pm on March 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Great post!
      Thankfully I got my starter marriage out of the way between the ages of 18-20.
      I then went to college and law school. I became a divorce lawyer.
      Oh, the horrors. No more marriages for me!
      Just wish I’d known of the Will Rogers quote when I was still practicing law. I would have turned it into a big sign to hang in my office. Maybe some of my clients would have resisted walking down the aisle a second (or third) time. Maybe, but probably not.
      I did appreciate the repeat business 😉

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      • mistermuse 9:41 pm on March 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        I like your term “starter marriage,” Rebecca. Wouldn’t it be great if, like a starter home, you could sell it when you ‘outgrow’ it and use the proceeds to acquire a better fit for your current needs?

        Hmmm. “Maybe, but probably not.” 😉

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    • Bryntin 4:49 pm on March 19, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Hello, I’m not commenting on your post exactly, just letting you know I visited here – and so might others who hadn’t before now – on my latest BLT (Blog Leap Tour). You may see a pingback link if you want to see how it went.
      Anyway, sorry to intrude.
      Carry on… 🙂

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      • mistermuse 6:06 pm on March 19, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        I was about to “carry on” (recalling the old British “Carry On…” film series) when I noticed a follow-up Bryntin comment (something about a virus) which gave me pause. I’m therefore refraining from approving the second comment pending clarification, as I’m not presently in the mood for a virus…even of the “carry on” kind.

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        • Bryntin 6:09 pm on March 19, 2020 Permalink

          Ah, that was probably in the text of my post and carried into the link… and of course at the moment a lot of posts encompass the word ‘virus’. Sorry to give you the squeaky bottom but I am real and safe as far as I know… as far as any of us knows even.

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      • mistermuse 10:04 pm on March 19, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        As you can see, your “carry on” has now passed inspection — but my post is under quarantine, along with everyone who has been in contact with it since 4:49 pm today, until further notice (or until that certain everyone sends my inspection fee — preferably sanitized — whichever comes first). 😉

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    • equipsblog 8:53 am on March 28, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Very clever post. Maybe next you can actually riff you way through the Brrrr-ides of March.

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    • mistermuse 12:17 pm on March 28, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      My bride and I tied the knot in the month of September, so I’m not rife for a riff (or a raff, for that matter) through the Brrr-ides of March….but since we’re heading from March into April, here’s a jazzman’s riff on the transition:

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  • mistermuse 12:08 am on February 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: A Night at the Opera. Duck Soup, , , , , , wordplay   

    A NIGHT AT THE (SOAP) OPERA – Act IV 

    As the curtain rises on Act IV, we pick up where we left off in Act III:

    We’ve come at long last to the denouement (aka the point in the presentation where it’s time to wrap up the plot before the popcorn runs out): Fiorello and Tomasso abduct and gag lead tenor Alasprairie during the onstage uproar and take him to a site out of sight, where he’s fit to be tied. Gottliebchen is in a bind: a replacement tenor is needed to quiet the affronted audience, as well as those seated in the rear. Ricardo Macaroni happens to be handy. Gottliebchen gives in. Ricardo and the lovely Rosa Grossa sing an aria. The audience is enthralled. Miraculously, everything has worked out in….

    THE END?

    But as we all know, it’s not the end until the fat lady sings — a requisite which is unaccountably missing in this opera. Fortunately for our fannies, the fat lady who doesn’t sing in this opera did sing to end this earlier opera, which will serve our purpose here:

    Now that’s what I call leaving on borrowed time.

     

     
    • mlrover 8:58 am on February 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I love that they aimed the fruit over her head. My favorite was always when Harpo played.

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      • mistermuse 10:56 am on February 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Harpo’s playing always provided just the right balance of “catch-our-breath” between what would otherwise have been non-stop zaniness — not to mention that his playing was excellent in itself.

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      • tubularsock 1:50 pm on February 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Tubularsock loved that as well and found it interesting how she showed such confidence they’d miss. Wonder how many times they had to run through that without a mistake hit.

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        • mistermuse 9:23 pm on February 16, 2020 Permalink

          They did hit their initial target (Trentino) several times without noticeable effect before turning their attention to her, so I suspect that the “fruit” was made of something relatively soft (I was going to say foam rubber, but I checked and found that foam rubber wasn’t invented until 1937 — 3 years after DUCK SOUP was filmed). In any case, it does look like they missed her on purpose.

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    • magickmermaid 6:17 pm on February 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      The Marx Brothers were unequaled! Still just as funny today. 🙂

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      • mistermuse 9:43 pm on February 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Absolutely! And A NIGHT AT THE OPERA lends itself perfectly to being satirized like a soap opera. I can’t think of another film which could as easily “inspire” the writing of these posts.

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    • masercot 8:22 am on February 17, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Just leave out the sanity clause next time…

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    • JosieHolford 8:45 pm on February 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Not for nothing they were known as comic genius.

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    • barkinginthedark 10:26 pm on February 19, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      love the Marx bros…the first Beatles. continue…

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    • mistermuse 12:58 am on February 20, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I guess you could make that comparison, though I’ve never thought of the Beatles’ films in that way before.

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Badkward Day, , , January, , palindromes, , , wordplay   

    TODAY IS BACKWARD DAY (aka YAD DRAWKCAB) 

    31 January >> ?know you don’t >> DAY BACKWARD is >> say sources so

    Not so fast! If you backward the numbers, today is only 13 January….which means that we’re not even halfway though the month yet. Who wants that many more winter days on top of the 29 — make that 92 — days of February (this being leap year) and 81 days of March (winter officially ends 18 March). So screw backwards!

    Of course, if you live below the equator, there’s the added downside of being upside down on top of being backward (no offense intended). But at least it’s summer down below, so you’re not freezing your backside off. Where I live, it’s so cold, I have to leave my refrigerator door open to warm up my igloo.

    Speaking of cold, have you heard the one about the mama who got the blues she can’t lose due to her feet being colder than frozen meat ‘neath an ice-cold sheet in a bed missing papa’s heat?

    Back to YAD DRAWCAB: DO GEESE SEE GOD? Whether they do or don’t, the question reads the same spelled forward and backward. This is known as a PALINDROME (which isn’t a palindrome because it’s EMORDNILAP spelled backward). However, in Alaska, they call it a SARAHPALINDROME (which is EMPTYHEADED spelled in any direction).

    Assuming you can stand more (if not, remain seated):

    Looking back on Backward Day, it dawns on me not to leave this day behind without a backward song to turn backward to when it would be a drawback not to turn backward:

    In closing, I hope today isn’t your birthday, because I wouldn’t like to think you’re a backward baby — but just in case you are, in addition to wishing you a Happy Birthday, I wish you a….

    !YAD DRAWKCAB YPPAH

     

     

     
    • The Whitechapel Whelk 1:17 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I can see you’ve heard about Brexit.

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    • masercot 5:29 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I enjoyed you post from end to beginning…

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      • mistermuse 9:12 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

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        • masercot 9:22 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink

          That’s funny. I was listening to the Andrews Sisters and you had to pull the modern music out on me…

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        • mistermuse 12:38 pm on January 31, 2020 Permalink

          Sinatra recorded that song as vocalist with the Tommy Dorsey Orchestra in March 1940, when the Andrews Sisters were at the peak of their popularity and Frank was just becoming the idol of the bobbysoxers. Not exactly the “modern” Frank most people remember today, which is just as well, because I think his mature voice and style beat the way he sang this (and other early-in-his-career songs) any day.

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        • masercot 2:58 pm on January 31, 2020 Permalink

          Ouch! That’ll leave a mark…

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        • mistermuse 3:15 pm on January 31, 2020 Permalink

          No “mark” on you intended. The Swing era (mid 1930s-mid 1940s) just happens to be the musical era I was born in and am most familiar with.

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        • masercot 4:21 pm on January 31, 2020 Permalink

          The music and movies from the forties are great. I’m a big Myrna Loy fan… and, Ella of course…

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    • calmkate 5:45 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      lol great one, that Palindrome one really made me laugh loudly … and hey don’t rubbish us for standing on our heads! The skirt creates a breeze that way 🙂
      oooh for impeachment, what is the hold up …

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      • mistermuse 9:22 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Far be it from me to knock a lady’s breezeway, Kate, but standing on one’s head would rub me the wrong way ’cause I don’t have any hair on top for a cushion. 😉

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        • calmkate 4:44 pm on January 31, 2020 Permalink

          I think your head might be large enough to withstand the trauma 🙂

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        • mistermuse 5:14 pm on January 31, 2020 Permalink

          That reminds me of a song (written by a guy from the same city as I) which describes my head perfectly:

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    • Ashley 8:09 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      According to the Celtic calendar today is the last day of winter! Tomorrow is the beginning of spring. You’re a bit behind things aren’t you?

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      • mistermuse 11:42 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Looking out the window as I write this comment, I see it’s snowing outside, so I hope the Celtic calendar is right, Ashley.

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    • Rivergirl 9:22 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Do geese see God?
      The more important question… is God a goose?

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      • mistermuse 11:48 am on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Could be, R g. I’m pretty sure God’s not a chick or a duckling, because I’ve never heard a peep out of Her.

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    • magickmermaid 2:48 pm on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Tsop Nuf !

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    • Elizabeth 4:02 pm on January 31, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Especially fond of “not now won ton.” Thanks for the laugh.

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  • mistermuse 8:15 pm on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , neck pain, , wordplay   

    A PAIN IN THE NECK 

    PAIN IN THE NECK: Someone or something that is annoying or difficult to deal with –Cambridge English Dictionary

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    Friends, we all know someone who is a pain in the neck (or, at the bottom end of the species, a pain in the ass)….as distinguished from someone who HAS a pain in the neck. Unfortunately, mistermuse (aka me) HAS a pain in the neck, so today I went to see an orthopedist, who took X-rays and diagnosed my affliction as….a pain in the neck!

    Naïve soul that I am, I was hoping to learn the cause of my weeks-long pain in the neck, but at least my self-diagnosis was confirmed, so I suppose I should feel good about myself….at least, that part of myself that doesn’t hurt like crazy (like the part that grew out of my neck). Fortunately, it only hurts when I’m up and when I’m in bed, so it could be worse.

    Anyway, to make a long neck story short, I’ve been prescribed a muscle relaxant and an appointment with a physical therapist in the same building….and ‘there a pissed’ mistermuse will return next week for treatment. I may be sticking my neck out, but I’m hoping for relief at slightly less than break-neck speed.

     

     
    • magickmermaid 8:20 pm on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Sending you some healing energy! I know exactly how you feel. I’ve been having a war with my pillows; which I am sure are the cause of my pain in the neck.

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    • blindzanygirl 8:40 pm on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Oh dear! I am so sorry about your affliction. But I laughed so hysterically at this that I have put my neck out of jointl

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    • calmkate 9:17 pm on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      take care and get well soon … at least your pain may be a distraction from the real pain in the neck who is carrying on like a 3yo!

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      • mistermuse 10:43 pm on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Kate….but you have just defamed 3 year-olds everywhere. And, unlike most 3 year-olds, Trump gets away with his temper tantrums….but then, most 3 year-olds don’t have an entire political party kissing his ass instead of spanking it.

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    • Carmen 10:04 pm on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Be thankful it isn’t a pain in the arse as well, as you’d be a pain sitting down. .. errr. . . any doobies around to smoke? Not that it’s a guarantee to take your pain away but you just won’t care anymore. 🙂

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      • mistermuse 10:52 pm on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        I’ll have to take your word for that, Carmen, but I appreciate the suggestion. I haven’t smoked a joint since my mother set our old house on fire baking hash in a pot (or was it baking pot in a hash — my memory is a bit hazy about this).

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    • Yeah, Another Blogger 10:37 pm on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Feel better!

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    • Garfield Hug 11:25 pm on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Aaaww sorry you have a pain in the neck! The last time I had a pain in the neck, I ended up with titanium rods and screws! Blah! Take care and physio will help. Take care Mistermuse and Garfield hugs…sending you healing rays💕🤗🤗

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      • mistermuse 1:06 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, GH. Garfield is such a lovable little bugger — er, hugger — that I hope you’ll give him a big fat kiss for me!

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    • obbverse 12:08 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Doctors eh? Check out your neck, charge an arm and a leg and kick your ass out the door. Still, could be worse if he’d probed a little further.

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      • mistermuse 1:01 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        This isn’t the first time a doctor couldn’t (or wouldn’t take time to) find the cause of a health problem, so I’ve learned not to go in with high expectations and hope that whatever is prescribed helps, or at least does no harm. At least, if it kills me, I’ll know not to go to him again.

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    • tubularsock 4:07 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Hmmmm. Dr. Tubularsock would say that your atlas is out of place and thus your entire spine follows its error.

      The cause, of course, is Donald Trump.

      Tubularsock’s diagnosis is only $350.00 cash in small unmarked bills in a brown paper lunch bag placed under the bus bench at 3rd Street and Prospect Ave.

      Paying on time will prevent future broken kneecaps.

      Cheers, and hope you feel better soon.

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      • mistermuse 8:19 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks for the diagnosis. Coincidently, I’ve found that the fine for practicing medical guesswork without a liquor license is also $350, so by not reporting you to the improper authorities, I’m saving you the same amount as your bill. I believe that makes us even. If you disagree, I’ll see your broken kneecaps threat and raise you a spot on Trump’s enemies list (which may be cool and unusual punishment, but all’s unfair in war and Trumpland).

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        • tubularsock 2:25 pm on January 24, 2020 Permalink

          Now, now mistermuse, there is no need to jump off the deep end with threatening retribution using the unconstitutional actions of “cool and unusual punishment”!

          Tubularsock can be cool and unusual without your assistants, thank you!

          And just for your information Tubularsock does not need a liquor license issued by the deep state to consume large amounts of organic alcohol for medical enhancement purposes.

          And ALMOST finally, Tubularsock would highly recommend you staying away from those who are “practicing” medicine ON YOU and pay more attention to your pal Tubularsock that can get you discount rates on all types of opioids from this guy Tubularsock knows on the corner.

          And NEARER finally, Tubularsock herein removes the suggestion of the threat to your knee caps. Tubularsock may have been a little hasty there.

          FINALLY, take care of yourself and good luck!

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    • Ashley 6:57 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      This is a “cracker” of a post! I first read this at 4 o’clock in the morning; you see I have a pain in my foot and ankle which my doctor tells me is caused by the pain in my backside! My right but.tock to be exact. “You’ve got sciatica!”
      That was in December and I haven’t been out of the house since! All I can say is that I’m looking forward to the spring, which according to the old traditional calendar, begins in a few weeks time.
      I hope your visit to the physiotherapist improves things for you. I always come away from mine feeling positive.

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      • mistermuse 8:32 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Ashley. Your comment gives me something to chew on, and it’s definitely not crackers. I appreciate your good wishes, and wish I could relieve your pain. Take care.

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    • masercot 7:08 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Medical science has reached the point where doctors can diagnose that you have a pain in the neck within minutes of you telling them that you have one. THE FUTURE IS NOW!!!

      I hope you feel better…

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      • mistermuse 8:41 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, m. Too bad medical science has not reached the point of finding a cure for the Trump virus, which has already infected almost half the nation and looks to have long-lasting (if not permanent) effects.

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    • Rivergirl 8:36 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I’m sure you had plenty of friends who could have diagnosed you as a pain in the neck… free of charge!
      Sorry, it was begging to be said.
      😈

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      • mistermuse 8:54 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Rg, you cut me to the quick (wherever and whatever that is). Nonetheless, I won’t hold it against you because….because….there must be SOME reason. OK, because you’re so cute and adorable. Now aren’t you ashamed of your canard (wherever and whatever that is)?

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    • smbabbitt 9:28 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Best wishes for the days when only the current monstrocracy will cause you pain, and then for the days when that burden will also be lifted!

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      • mistermuse 12:58 pm on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you, smb. Between my sore neck and Trump’s swelled head, I don’t know which causes me more pain. But at least there’s hope for my neck; there’s no cure for Trump contagion (at least, not until November).

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    • D. Wallace Peach 11:30 am on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I recommend messages, Mr. Muse. Great for the pain in the neck and luxurious at the same time. 🙂 My husband started with a pain in the lower back, which moved to a pain in the shoulder, then a pain in the upper back, and finally a pain in the neck. I think he likes his weekly treatments a little too much! Lol. I hope you feel better soon.

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      • mistermuse 1:25 pm on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Diana. I get the “messages” to get massages (I’ve made far worse typos, so I can relate to the misspelling, and wouldn’t blame you if you ring — I mean wring — my neck for calling attention to it).

        Anyway, I appreciate the recommendation, and imagine that massages will be on the agenda when I see the physical therapist next week.

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    • charlypriest 11:59 pm on January 24, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      A fun read, made me smile so you made my day. Thanks for your writing

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    • Elizabeth 4:15 pm on January 25, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I have found that each body part is in fact connected to each other just like the song we used to sing with “Dem Bones.” You ought to post that song here since as one place relaxes another one seems to step right up.

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    • Carol A. Hand 5:27 pm on January 26, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Even in pain, you lighten others’ day with your wit and humor, Mister Muse. Sending my best wishes and healing thoughts. 💜

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    • scifihammy 6:43 am on January 28, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Although you write with your usual amusing flare, I am sorry about your Pain in the Neck and hope you can get some relief soon. 🙂

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      • mistermuse 3:28 pm on January 28, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, scifi. I just got back from my first physical therapy session, which I am happy to report did not kill me. Hopefully, the next sessions will build upon that accomplishment and result in some relief soon.

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        • scifihammy 12:09 pm on January 31, 2020 Permalink

          Here’s hoping. 🙂
          And if all else fails – there’s always a good whisky! 😀

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    • barkinginthedark 7:55 pm on January 30, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      MM Aleve always works for me. hope by now you feel better. continue…

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      • mistermuse 10:25 pm on January 30, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks — after the muscle relaxant prescribed by my orthopedist runs out, I’ll keep your suggestion in mind if I still need pain relief.

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    • JosieHolford 9:00 pm on February 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      All the best as you weave your way though the byzantine heath care system of the USA. I hope your particular discomfort is identified and dealt with.

      But just as an FYI – I don’t think you will ever qualify as a genuine PITN. Or PITA for that matter.

      All the very best.

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      • mistermuse 9:34 pm on February 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Josie. Physical therapy hasn’t solved my neck problem, so tomorrow I’m getting an MRI which will hopefully reveal the cause of my pain, which is a real pain in the neck (pun intended)!

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    • parkermccoy 12:58 am on February 20, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      So you really stuck your ass out there. Or I mean, your neck was in the fire. No, wait. Reverse that. Haha. Having a beer and hoping your neck returns to normal with a quickneck. I mean, quickness!

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      • mistermuse 1:38 pm on February 20, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        MRI showed nothing worse than arthritis, so at least I don’t need surgery. At my age, it will probably continue to deteriorate, but PT and meds will hopefully keep it in check (and keep me writing checks to pay for it).

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    • beetleypete 2:32 pm on February 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I hope your neck gets better soon.
      And many thanks for following my blog. 🙂
      Best wishes, Pete.

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , I Got Plenty Of Nothing, , , Nothin', wordplay   

    MEANWHILE, BACK AT THE ZILCH 

    Wanna know something? January 16 is NATIONAL NOTHING DAY. Since I can think of nothing I’d rather do today than filch some zilch, I’m going to take this day and make Nothing of it. Actually, Nothing couldn’t have come at a better time for this post, ’cause if there’s one thing I gotta lotta, it’s nada.

    For you language purists out there, when I said I gotta lotta nada, whata oughta said was….

    Now that you’ve had your fill of nothing and I’ve made the case that there’s nothing better than nothing, I have all the nothing that’s everything I need to amount to anything. Ain’t that something!

    Watch out, piggy!

     
    • calmkate 12:09 am on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      well that leaves me with very little to say … nothing in fact!

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    • obbverse 2:18 am on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Whoa, let’s not overdo things!

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    • JosieHolford 5:03 am on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      “Nothing will come of nothing: speak again.” – King Lear.

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    • masercot 6:17 am on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I’ve got nothin’ and twice that…

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      • mistermuse 11:38 am on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        I’ve heard of double or nothing, but not double AND nothing. What more can I say?

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    • Rivergirl 8:28 am on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      If you make nothing something.. is it still nothing?

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    • Ashley 10:56 am on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I’m lost for words!

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      • mistermuse 11:45 am on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        I don’t know where you lost them, Ashley, but look for them under the lamp post — the light is better there (sorry about that — I couldn’t resist).

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    • arekhill1 1:40 pm on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Bet the Oval Office A-hole wishes there was nothing going on today, Sr. Muse.

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      • mistermuse 6:40 pm on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        I agree, Ricardo. Trump may put on a bravado front, knowing the GOP-controlled Senate has his back….but you can bet your backside that his “legacy” is foremost in his thinking of the aftermath.

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    • jilldennison 7:43 pm on January 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Heh heh … you certainly are full of … nuthin’. You’ve celebrated the day in perfect style! 😉

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      • mistermuse 3:53 pm on January 17, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Now it’s the Day After Nothing Day, and I’m still doing nothing, so I must be doing something right — or rahther, I must be doing nuthin’ right. Anyway, being full of nuthin’ beats being full of BS like a certain good-for-nuthin’ President I could name.

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        • jilldennison 7:29 pm on January 17, 2020 Permalink

          Good on you! See if you can keep up doing nothing through the entire weekend! You may well be in line for an award, or perhaps a Guinness record!

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    • D. Wallace Peach 4:14 pm on January 17, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Amazing that Congress has Nothing better to do than legislate a national Nothing day. (I know that this day wasn’t actually ratified by Congress, but wouldn’t that be apropos?) I hope you enjoyed doing nothing. 🙂

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      • mistermuse 7:50 pm on January 17, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Diana, if Congress (including the Senate) does nothing all year besides impeach Trump, I’ll consider it a job beyond well done (I’ll also consider it a miracle).

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        • D. Wallace Peach 7:54 pm on January 17, 2020 Permalink

          I know. I can’t wait until this Trump/McConnell nightmare is over.

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        • mistermuse 8:06 pm on January 17, 2020 Permalink

          Thanks for your comments, Diana. I’ve mentioned this before, but in case you and other commenters missed it, the reason there are no Likes (by me) after comments is that when I click Like, it doesn’t “take” — no slight intended by no Likes!

          P.S. I’ve just discovered a “trick” I can use to make Like work. Hallelujah!

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    • magickmermaid 7:36 pm on January 17, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I didn’t know about Nothing Day. I failed by doing something 😀

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      • mistermuse 7:53 pm on January 17, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        I wouldn’t say you failed, mm — let’s just say you did no harm (just think of how much better off we’d be if Trump did no harm!).

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    • tubularsock 7:16 pm on January 18, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Wouldn’t you know, Tubularsock missed January 16th, NATIONAL NOTHING DAY!

      Fortunately for Tubularsock, nothing lost, nothing gained.

      Which makes January 18th a happy day for missing nothing.

      NOW THAT, should be a national holiday!

      So, Tubularsock has plenty of nothing and nothing has nothing on me!

      But remember if you put “something” in a box and hide it under your bed then you’ll always have “something” when NATIONAL NOTHING DAY comes round again!

      Cheers

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      • mistermuse 10:17 am on January 19, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        There’s nothing I’d rather put in a box than nothing — it would save me a lot of money on Christmas and birthday gifts (though I suppose I’d still have to spend time wrapping them).

        Thanks for the idea, ts.

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        • tubularsock 2:38 pm on January 19, 2020 Permalink

          Well it appears that Tubularsock’s waiting to receive a Christmas present next December 25th won’t be a surprise after all.

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    • moorezart 1:52 am on January 19, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.

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    • Silver Screenings 3:59 pm on January 19, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      I loved this tribute to “nothing”. And I had no idea Jan. 16 was National Nothing Day. I did an online search and was surprised to see it’s been around since 1973. The things you’ve taught me, Mistermuse.

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    • America On Coffee 2:18 am on January 20, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      LOL! I’m in!💕❤️💕

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on December 31, 2019 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Bernice Petkere, , , , , , , , , On the Sunny Side of the Street, Starlight, wordplay   

    TWO TO GO 

    As 2019 goes into the history books, we close out the year and our series of 1920s-30s female songwriters with two of the best: BERNICE PETKERE and DOROTHY FIELDS.

    PETKERE, the longest lived (1901-2000) but perhaps least remembered of the women in this series, had her greatest success as a composer in the 1930s. This hit (with lyrics by Joe Young) was recorded in early 1932 by a rising star by the name of Bing Crosby:

    Petkere, primarily a composer, also wrote the lyrics to a few of her songs, including….

    Saving the class of the field for last, we turn to the most prolific lady lyricist of the era (and the first woman to be elected to the Songwriters Hall of Fame), DOROTHY FIELDS, “the only female songwriter of the golden age whose name has not sunk into oblivion with time.” –Deborah Grace Winer, author of ON THE SUNNY SIDE OF THE STREET, subtitled THE LIFE AND TIMES OF DOROTHY FIELDS

    Named after Dorothy of Wizard of Oz fame, she teamed with composer Jimmy McHugh in 1927 to write many hits over the next eight years, including this all-time standard in 1930:

    Fields went on to write many songs with other composers until her death in 1974….but as much as I’d like to post links to more of Fields work, I’m going to resist temptation (you know what they say about too much of a good thing), Take It Easy*, and call it a Fields day

    ….except to say, Happy New Year!

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    *the title, it so happens, of a Fields song I resisted linking to (recorded by Fats Waller)

     

     
    • calmkate 3:22 am on December 31, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      wow I actually know most of Dorothy’s songs … that’s a huge achievement! I had often wondered who had written some of them … but not enough to look her up 🙂

      great way to welcome in the new decade, doubt I’ll see the next 😎

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      • mistermuse 8:30 am on December 31, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Kate. What better way to ring out the old and “welcome in the new decade” than with songs that stand the test of time, and know that if we are still around “in the next decade,” these great songs will still be around too.

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        • calmkate 7:28 pm on December 31, 2019 Permalink

          these songs will be around for all time, they are so memorable … not sure I am that memorable!

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        • mistermuse 1:30 am on January 1, 2020 Permalink

          Neither am I, Kate, but if it’s any consolation, it’s far better not to be remembered, than to be remembered like the likes of Donald Trump will be.

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    • scifihammy 8:09 am on December 31, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      I’ve enjoyed your entertaining posts and movie/song clips this year, and look forward to more next year. 😀
      Happy New Year to you and all the best for 2020. 🙂

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    • mistermuse 8:23 am on December 31, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      I appreciate that, scifi — best New Year’s wishes to you as well.

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    • GP Cox 9:53 am on December 31, 2019 Permalink | Reply

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    • Ashley 10:02 am on December 31, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Great post this! And thanks for the introduction to Pamela Rose! Born in the 50’s I’m not sure where I’ve heard so many of these songs before! Also thanks for the introduction to Diana Krall, great voice, just my sort of music and that piano! Couldn’t make out the make but the old well worn sound was wonderful.
      Have a happy healthy and peaceful New Year!

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      • mistermuse 11:17 am on December 31, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Ashley, have I ever told you that you have great taste in music?
        But seriously, I’m seriously pleased that you dig this post. As for Diana Krall, I couldn’t agree more — I think she’s the finest jazz vocalist since Mel Tormé, and yet virtually unknown outside of jazz circles. Such a pity that great jazz singers have almost no place in recent popular music culture.

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    • smbabbitt 3:57 pm on December 31, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Great selection of songs!

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    • America On Coffee 1:49 am on January 23, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      Classics live on! A great selection! 💕☕️☕️

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , , , Harpo Marx, , Paul Simon, , , silence is golden, silent films, , The Sound of Silence, wordplay   

    THE SOUND OF SILENTS 

    You sure you can’t move? –what Harpo Marx “said” to the tied-up hero (Richard Dix) before punching him in the 1925 film TOO MANY KISSES (fortunately, the film survived)

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    Italicized above are the only words ever “spoken” (but not heard) on film by the man whose birthday we note today, HARPO MARX. The audience didn’t hear those five words because the film was a “silent” — “talkies” didn’t come on the scene until 1927, two years before the first of thirteen Marx Brothers movies (1929-49). Harpo spoke in none of them.

    But why, oh why-o, should I try-o to “bio” Harpo, when here-o you can click on the official thing from his offspring:

    https://www.harposplace.com/

    Because Harpo associated with Dorothy Parker, Robert Benchley and other wits in the famed Algonquin Round Table repartee, I expected to turn up a number of witty Harpo Marx quotes for this piece. No such luck — I found only one I enjoyed enough to post here (both the “she” referred to in the quote, and who it is addressed to, are unknown):

    “She’s a lovely person. She deserves a good husband. Marry her before she finds one.”

    One quote being three quotes short of a gallon, I shall return to giving you “the silent treatment” with a quota of four quotes of silence said by forethoughtful others:

    “Listen to the sound of silence.” –Paul Simon, American singer, songwriter, and actor

    “Silence is golden unless you have kids, then it’s just plain suspicious.” –anonymous

    “If nobody ever said anything unless he knew what he was talking about, what a ghastly hush would descend upon the earth!” –A. P. Herbert, English humorist, writer, and politician

    “I believe in the discipline of silence and can talk for hours about it.” –George Bernard Shaw, Irish playwright and critic

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    Since I didn’t give Harpo the last word, I’ll let him give his audience the last laugh….and though he doesn’t speak, you’ll hear captivating sounds escape his lips 2:42 into this clip:

    Bravo, Harpo!

    EPILOGUE: Listen — 90+ years after the “silents” ended*, you can still hear….

    *with the exception of two Charlie Chaplin masterpieces in the 1930s, CITY LIGHTS and MODERN TIMES

     
    • calmkate 4:24 am on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      wow Harpo is actually playing that harp! Love his whistle 🙂
      SnG’s song is a real favourite … thanks for the memories!

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      • mistermuse 9:25 am on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        You’re welcome, Kate. I too love Harpo’s whistling in the Marx Brothers Musical clip, and I can’t imagine anyone not loving Simon & Garfunkel’s THE SOUND OF SILENCE (except Trump, who is incapable of appreciating the sound of silence if you paid him).

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        • calmkate 5:09 pm on November 23, 2019 Permalink

          doubt he even knows what ‘silence’ means … not much between his ears except fluffy hair!

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        • Don Ostertag 8:40 pm on November 23, 2019 Permalink

          When i am in a funk I watch a Marx Brothers movie or listen to a favorite song like Sound of Silence.

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    • masercot 7:47 am on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      I’m a HUGE Marx Brothers fan.

      Harpo adopted several children because he and his wife couldn’t have any of their own. His aim was, in his words, when he got home he’d have a child looking at him “from every window”…

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      • mistermuse 9:35 am on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Likewise about the Marx Brothers. If they had made no other films than A NIGHT AT THE OPERA and DUCK SOUP, they would still be remembered forever (I hope).

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        • masercot 8:32 am on November 24, 2019 Permalink

          My favorite, not to be contrary, is A Day at the Races. Why? The great jazz number in the middle of the movie as well as the Tootsie-Frootsie Ice Cream Scene…

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      • mistermuse 10:01 am on November 24, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Although Races isn’t my fav Marx Bros. movie, I’m always up for a jazz number, though this one has a very brief “bug-eyed” shot or two that might be regarded as racist today:

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        • masercot 10:15 am on November 24, 2019 Permalink

          I agree with that but I’ll put up with a little light racism to see a wonderful performance by a jazz artist who died far too young…

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        • mistermuse 7:40 pm on November 24, 2019 Permalink

          I assume you’re referring to vocalist Ivie Anderson, whose gig in this film was one of her rare appearances apart from the Duke Ellington Orchestra. Her performance here (as well as on the many recording she made with the Duke) was indeed wonderful.

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    • Rivergirl 8:46 am on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      My father loved the Marx brothers and I grew up on all the films. Thanks for the memories!

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      • mistermuse 9:41 am on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you, Rg. Now I know (at least part of) why you grew up to be who you are (that’s wholly a compliment, btw).

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    • Ashley 9:07 am on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Amazing to see and hear Harpo playing the harp. Captivating! So much talent!

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    • D. Wallace Peach 9:19 pm on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      “Silence is golden unless you have kids, then it’s just plain suspicious.” So true! Lol. Fun quotes and clips and a beautiful song from Paul Simon. 😀

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      • mistermuse 10:49 pm on November 23, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        “Fun quotes and clips and a beautiful song” — three for the price of one! Who says I don’t offer bargains? Thanks for the testimonial, Diana!

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    • magickmermaid 3:31 pm on November 25, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Another big Marx Brothers fan here! Classic laugh fest!

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    • tref 9:43 pm on December 1, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Harpo playing the song “Alone” in night at the opera the very height of cinema. I could never grow tired of watching it.

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      • mistermuse 11:25 pm on December 1, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        That is one of many great moments in the movie that I never tire of watching, such as the stateroom scene. The 1930s was truly the height of film making.

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    • barkinginthedark 3:57 am on December 15, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Priceless MM. Priceless. continue…

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    • mistermuse 9:49 am on December 15, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you. I’d give your comment a Like, but it doesn’t “take” when I click it.

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  • mistermuse 12:09 am on October 24, 2019 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , Edward Everett Horton, , , , , , Mantan Moreland, , , S. Z. Sakall, Way Out West, wordplay   

    HOLLYWOOD’S GOLDEN AGE: WHAT A CHARACTER (ACTOR)! 

    “Nobody needs a mink coat but the mink.” –S. Z. “Cuddles” Sakall, character actor (Feb. 2, 1883-Feb. 12, 1955)

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    There have been so many great male character actors in Hollywood Golden Age history that, for this post, I’m going to narrow the field to comedic character actors….and even then, I’ll probably leave out some of your favorites. Of course, if you don’t have any old comedy film favorites, you’re probably not an old comedy film fan, so you’re excused (even though that’s no excuse….actually, you should be ashamed of yourself).

    Leaving that aside, let’s move on, starting with the author of the above quote….a quote which probably didn’t go over too well with most of the Hollywood glamour girls he knew — speaking of which, did you know that Sakall was born in, and is strictly from, Hungary (btw, he was also in Casablanca). Here’s more scuttlebutt about Cuddles but…it’s not a lot:

    Next, Laurel & Hardy fans will remember the trademark ‘double-take’ look of this gent, who appeared in many of their films, including here in one of their best, WAY OUT WEST:

    Remember double features (two films for the price of one in movie houses of the 1930s-50s)? Here’s a double feature of two great comedic actors for the price of one in a scene from SHALL WE DANCE, one of three Astaire-Rogers movies in which they appeared together:

    If you’re a fan of Charlie Chan movies, you may recall the pop-eyed comic who played Chan’s chauffeur in over a dozen films, as well as parts in Preston Sturges’ THE PALM BEACH STORY (1942), CABIN IN THE SKY (1943), CHIP OFF THE OLD BLOCK (1944), and many others. Here he is in a scene from THE SCARLET CLUE (1945):

    In closing, I’ll mention several other great comedic character actors I could’ve/should’ve profiled here, but I have to stop somewhere: William Demarest, Edgar Kennedy, Frank Morgan, Franklin Pangborn, Erik Rhodes, Victor Moore, and many more. Thank you, one and all, for bringing character to comedy.

     
    • masercot 4:38 am on October 24, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Fine examples! Might I add Tom Kennedy?

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      • mistermuse 8:50 am on October 24, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Absolutely! I remember the name but couldn’t place the face until I checked — how could I have forgotten? I saw him in many a Marx Brothers, W.C. Fields, Laurel & Hardy and Three Stooges movie. My bad!

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        • masercot 8:59 am on October 24, 2019 Permalink

          It was a time when any big Irishman could find work in the movies… My favorite line of his? “I feel a poem coming on”

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    • Elizabeth 4:28 pm on October 24, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      I never knew the names of any of these actors, though I remember all of their appearances. I loved the banter in the last clip. That comedic timing is priceless.

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    • mistermuse 7:00 pm on October 24, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      I believe that that banter came straight out of an old vaudeville skit which Mantan Moreland probably performed many times previously. An oldie but goody!

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    • Silver Screenings 11:37 pm on November 16, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      These posts are treats. Thanks for curating these lists and choosing such fab videos to share with us.

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      • mistermuse 1:20 am on November 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you for your comments, SS. I very much enjoyed doing this series of posts, time-consuming though it was to do the work of putting them together.

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        • Silver Screenings 10:29 am on November 17, 2019 Permalink

          Oh yes, I can imagine the hours spent in this series. The end result is fabulous: A tour through classic Hollywood.

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    • America On Coffee 11:18 am on December 7, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Memorable picks! Love them all!!💕❤️

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  • mistermuse 12:01 am on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Betty Grable, CABIN IN THE SKY, Eddie "Rochester" Anderson, , , , glamour girls, , , Lana Turner, , , Rita Hayworth, sex goddess, , wordplay   

    HOLLYWOOD’S GOLDEN AGE: THE GLAMOUR GIRLS 

    A glamour girl is one who looks good enough to eat and dresses with taste. –Evan Esar

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    In my “preview of coming attractions” post of Oct. 13, the subject of Hollywood glamour girls (in general) and Rita Hayworth (in particular) came up in an exchange of comments. October 17 being Rita’s birthday, it seems the appropriate day to do the appropriate post, focusing not only on Rita, but on several other becoming attractions who fill the bill by becomingly filling their dresses.

    My glamour girl choices here are both limited and subjective, due not only to length-of-post considerations, but the implicit broadness of the term, e.g.: is, or is not, glamour girl of a piece with sex goddess? For the arbitrary purposes of this opus, I’ve drawn a distinction between the two by disqualifying actresses considered to be ‘pure’ sex symbols, such as Jayne Mansfield, Jane Russell. and (perhaps unfairly) Marilyn Monroe. They (and European sex symbols like Brigitte Bardot) may “look good enough to eat,” but dressing with taste was hardly their strong suit.

    With that model of suitability out of the way, here are the glamour girls I think stand out as epitomizing Hollywood’s Golden Age by virtue of such disparate criteria as a touch of class, sex appeal more than skin deep, talent, and even pin-up popularity with WWII GIs.

    Let’s start with the birthday girl, Rita Hayworth, who said “I like having my picture taken and being a glamorous person. I never really thought of myself as a sex goddess.”:

    https://www.thevintagenews.com/2018/10/31/rita-hayworth/

    My next choice is the actress called the most beautiful woman in the world in her day:

    Next, the actress called the last major star to come out of the Hollywood studio system:

    With apologies to the likes of Veronica Lake, Lana Turner, and Betty Grable, I will close with this glamorous actress who, but for the overriding racism of the period, could and should have been a major Hollywood star (seen here in a scene with Eddie “Rochester” Anderson and Ethel Waters from CABIN IN THE SKY (1943):

     

     
    • calmkate 1:32 am on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      she is hot … sounds like racism has increased over there from what we hear … white cops killing black girls in their own bedroom, they are trigger crazy!

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    • America On Coffee 1:48 am on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Glamour has certainly changed, right? And with that change came other big impacts.

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    • Ashley 4:39 am on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Brilliant!

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    • masercot 5:10 am on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      You must’ve forgot Myrna Loy… the sexiest of all the glamour girls and one of the longest lasting (from the twenties to the fifties).

      BTW, I saw Lena Horne live in Dallas, TX. As good as she is in your clip, she was even better just standing at a microphone…

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      • mistermuse 7:54 am on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        I never looked at Myrna as being in that category — she had much more than a “touch” of class and was too unique and good of an actress. To be thought of as primarily a glamour girl would be doing her a disservice, in my opinion.

        As for Lena, I never saw her in person, but she certainly was dynamic in her TV appearances later in her career. In 1943, when CABIN IN THE SKY was made (Vincente Minnelli’s directorial debut, btw), TV was still waiting in the wings, and movies (along with radio) were king, with CABIN being one of the few all-black cast films produced by a major studio.

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    • Rivergirl 8:11 am on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Good group. Would be interesting to see who you think would be considered glamorous today…

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      • mistermuse 8:37 am on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        Sorry, Rg, but I’ll have to plead ignorance — I’m not into today’s celebrity scene and wouldn’t know one “glamorous” gal from another. Chalk it up to the generation crap….er, gap.

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    • moorezart 2:34 pm on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.

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    • Carmen 3:52 pm on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      I’ve just finished reading Gone With the Wind . . .Vivien Leigh sprang immediately to mind when I read the blog post title. Loved those clips mister muse! I always learn something.

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      • mistermuse 4:20 pm on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        I never even thought of her, Carmen — probably because she wasn’t thought of as the typical Hollywood type of glamour girl. She certainly was beautiful, though. Anyway, I’m glad you’re “always learn something” here. Maybe I’ll tell my wife and try to make her jealous.

        On second thought, I’d better leave well enough alone.

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        • Carmen 6:51 pm on October 18, 2019 Permalink

          You know what they say about teaching a teacher. .. 😉

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        • mistermuse 8:04 pm on October 18, 2019 Permalink

          They also say: Those who can, do; those who can’t, teach. For some reason, my wife (a retired teacher) never cared for that one.

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    • America On Coffee 4:06 pm on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      …and Hedy Lamarr was one of the quiet tops! 💕

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    • Richard A Cahill 5:21 pm on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      The world does not lack for beautiful women, Sr. Muse, then and now. But the photography is better now. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZ1XM9LwS64

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      • mistermuse 9:24 pm on October 17, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        The photography is certainly slicker now, but I don’t know that it makes beautiful women look more beautiful, Ricardo. To my mind, most commercials (like that clip) promoting a product with beautiful women (often with pouty, supposedly sexy facial expressions) are more of a turn-off than a turn-on, and I’m not buying what they’re selling (at least, not in that venue).

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    • mlrover 10:13 am on October 22, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      The sad irony is that superficial beauty distracted from the talent and intelligence of many Hollywood “glamour” personalities. They were exploited and used. It was no wonder that Lamarr became bitter at the end. I have no sympathy for Weinstein. So many before him got away with it.

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      • mistermuse 2:18 pm on October 22, 2019 Permalink | Reply

        In those days, only ‘strong’ female stars like Katherine Hepburn could fight off exploitation. Of course, it didn’t hurt that she wasn’t the “glamour girl” type to begin with. Nonetheless, she had the box office clout to be her own woman, and she knew it.

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    • Silver Screenings 11:21 pm on November 16, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Lena Horne certainly should have been a bigger star. She was beautiful, she could sing, and she could act. (I love her in Cabin in the Sky!) She truly was glamourous.

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