Peter Robinson has a nifty piece on Forbes this evening about Big Bands; regular readers will recognize this as a subject near and dear to my heart. I was raised on that music because my mother and father loved it and the 40s station is a regular on my XM radio.
Robinson writes about his teenagers discovering Benny Goodman, Duke Ellington and the great Gene Krupa.
So like Robinson, who was sick of blogging about politics today, I'm doing the same and re-posting my favorite Gene Krupa moment. Do yourself a favor and watch it; it'll make you smile.
3 comments:
Love it.
My mom was a bobby-soxer. :)
I grew up on it, too! Still takes me back to my childhood ... and I grew up in 90s! :-)
How many of the big band standards had lyrics by one-time Shreveporter Mitchell Parish? My reference lists
Moonlight Serenade
Sophisticated Lady
Deep Purple
Star Dust
Sweet Lorraine
and several more. (Not counting Sleigh Ride, which is an orchestral piece, not big band.)
Apparently Parish believed he was born in Shreveport, though he arrived as a baby from Lithuania.
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