Timelapse of fireflies by Vincent Brady [via].
Pete Daily‘s “Over The Waves” from 1951: Daily on cornet, Burt Johnson trombone, Pud Brown clarinet, Skippy Anderson piano, Len Esterdahl banjo, Bud Hatch tuba and Hugh Allison drums.
Red Nichols & His Five Pennies rocked your grandparents, assuming your grandparents were entirely cool and bitchin’. (Of course they were.)
Have a great weekend, folks. Be back here tomorrow for more inanity.
This video featuring Chet Atkins and Leo Kottke is entitled “Shut Up, Garrison.”
Here’s Rodrigo y Gabriela pickin’ and poundin’ on “El Diablo Rojo.”
Buncha great performers in that clip, including Sidney Bechet, Django Reinhardt & Louis Armstrong.
That should hold y’all for a while. Have a great weekend, folks, and remember to pick up after your dogs (the ones you voted in).
R.I.P. “The Possum” George Jones (1931-2013).
Caravan Palace “Rock It For Me” [h/t to Bunkarina].
Acoustic Alchemy, led by Greg Carmichael and Miles Gilderdale on guitars, Fred White/keyboard, Greg Grainger/drums and Gary Grainger/bass, Kuumbwa Jazz Center in Santa Cruz, CA.
Looks like that’ll do for this edition of The Saturday Matinee. Have a great weekend.
Jonathan Winters (1925-2013) was the most talented improvisational comedian ever. R.I.P.
Manu Chao, Live Baionarena – Dia Luna Dia Pena. Chao’s got an interesting background that explains a lot of his leftist politics.
Gnarlemagne‘s “Funky New Orleans” is some fun nasty ska.
“The Red Baron” by The Billy Cobham – George Duke Band, live at Montreax Switzerland in 1976. Very cool funk groove, featuring George Duke, John Scofield, Alphonso Johnson and Billy Cobham.
That’ll do for another edition of The Saturday Matinee. Have a great weekend folks.
Imelda May is way cool. That’s her version of Buddy Holly’s “Looking For Love” which was also covered by The Stray Cats. It was never covered by Andy Tielman as far as I know, but here on The Saturday Matinee, one vid and three links just don’t make the nut.
Yep. That’s Jimmy & The Rackets as if I had to tell you, but now I’m torn between two more vids to post. I’ll resolve the dilemma by posting them both, back-to-back, because each of them made me smile for different reasons. Have a great weekend folks, and we’ll see you back here tomorrow.
Aside from the more serious rhetorical oratory of the GOP Convention (previously discussed on The Blogmocracy and elsewhere) Clint Eastwood’s performance was the perfect break. It would have been the perfect warm up act for any candidate running against Obama, and he nailed it. Addressing the Empty Chair:
“What do you want me to tell Romney?
[…]
I can’t tell him to do that.
I can’t tell him to do that to himself.”
He nailed it with wit, timing, and sarcastic humor. He’s an actor who knows how to ad lib when the situation requires it. How much of his presentation was scripted and how much was off-the-cuff doesn’t matter. It worked.
Now on to more lighthearted fun.
Papa Strutts had an unfortunate adventure recently that required us to donate most of his belongings. Among those was a vinyl record collection that included this:
I didn’t have that classic album. While I was collecting Zappa, Papa Strutts was collecting Aerosmith, and he was way ahead of me on jazz.
There’s some classic Stan Kenton, composing with bizarre rhythms and intentional dissonance. Yet he owed a great deal to his predecessors, like Jimmy Dorsey & Bunny Berigan.
Who was also influenced by Red Nichols:
The interesting part of music, and jazz in particular, is that there is no single musician who can take claim for any particular classic. Everything is derivative until someone like Miles Davis comes along and rearranges the blocks.
Have a great weekend folks, and maybe we’ll rearrange some blocks tomorrow.
Even though it looks like a hoax, it makes me sad – no respect.
Yeah Daddio, Blackboard Jungle, 1955. Not much has changed since then, and they busted 78s in that movie, too. On the other hand, it introduced Bill Haley & The Comets, redefined them from rockabilly into rock and roll.
“Groovie Movie” short from 1944 – How to Jitterbug. Pay attention – there’s some hot stuff there, but nothing beats the Slim Slam Allstars.
Slim Galliard (piano, guitar) and Slam Stewart (bass) from the 1941 movie Hellzapoppin’. Killer stuff, that. Yeah, we posted it before, but so what. It’s great, especially because the clip begins with a tribute to jazz that was still popular just a few years prior.
Have a great weekend, folks, and tell your mom Bunk said Happy Mothers Day.
That’s Claude Russell Bridges, aka Leon Russell, 1964.
That’s Malcom John Rebennack, Jr., aka Dr. John, playing Stephen Foster‘s “Swanee River Boogie.” Not sure what year this one’s from.
The Squirrel Nut Zippers‘ “Ghost of Stephen Foster” has been posted here before, but I like it.
Bill Doggett‘s “Honky Tonk” by Jimmy Smith is a head-bobber.
Three of the greatest trumpet players of all time: Red Nichols, Pete Candoli and Al Hirt playing “Hot Lips,” ca. 1964.
That’s it for now. Have a great weekend folks, and be back here tomorrow for more fun.
Before you get all humpy like this is just a last minute hodge-podge throw-it-together post for the Saturday Matinee, chill. It’s all good, and it’s all connected in an odd sort of way…
September 2008: Fran & Marlow Cowan played an impromptu recital together in the atrium of the Mayo Clinic. The song is Arthur Clough’s “Put On Your Old Grey Bonnet” from 1910.
Fats Waller‘s “Aint Misbehavin'” (1929) was my introduction to early jazz before I knew who Fats Waller was. 1930s Jazz = Best Jazz in my book.
And then Art Tatum ripped it all apart and completely rebuilt the engine.
Gonna jump a few decades to Miles Davis‘ “Tutu.”
George Clinton‘s Mothership! [via Coldwarrior] One more? Heh. You got it.
Yep, Leon Redbone on Carson, playing “Diddy-Wah-Diddy,” which is somehow apropos for Mardi Gras gris gris gumbo yaya.
Have a great weekend folks, and be back here tomorrow for more fun.
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