My figure is definitely less than Greek.
Happy New Year from Dean, Frank and the Ding-a-Lings. Which begs the question…were the Ding-a-Lings a different group from the Golddiggers? Did they precede them/morph into them? I remember Dean and the Golddiggers from my childhood, but I have no recollection of these Ding-a-Lings. Ah well – glad to have discovered this, for ’tis delightful:
The Sacred. Glorious:
The Silly. Fun and also kind of glorious:
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
He would have been 104 today. Here’s a piece I wrote for his 100th.
I had a Julia Barbie doll that I adored. Carroll was a beautiful, talented woman, who apparently got her heart ripped out by Sidney Poitier! (If you’re going to get crushed, better by someone fab, I always say.) Here she is with Frank and Dean, in 1965. The first two songs are only Frank and Dean, but they are so great I decided to post this longer clip.
Sheesh, she was gorgeous. At the risk of sounding like my curmudgeonly self, they don’t make entertainers like these three anymore, and that is a tragedy.
Sinatra, Bing, Louis Armstrong and Peggy Lee. No date on it, but I’m guessing circa 1959-1960 (judging from Frank’s hair).
Nancy Sinatra Sr. died, which gives me an excuse to post another Sinatra performance.
He died twenty years ago today. In memory, a famous song about memory (of which I posted another version here).
Francis Albert, exceptional:
Sing a carol written by a Jew! There are plenty. Today, I offer you this one, from a couple of crooners you might recognize: