Fondly Remembering HARRY “THE HIPSTER” GIBSON…
… On His 102nd Birthday.
Frantic and eccentric … Rockin’ and Rollin’ twenty years before Elvis, Harry was a true master of boogie woogie piano — and every other musical style, too!
Fondly Remembering HARRY “THE HIPSTER” GIBSON…
… On His 102nd Birthday.
Frantic and eccentric … Rockin’ and Rollin’ twenty years before Elvis, Harry was a true master of boogie woogie piano — and every other musical style, too!
BILL DANA WAS AN ENORMOUS COMEDY TALENT – BOTH ON AND OFF CAMERA – FOR OVER A HALF CENTURY. HE WAS MY 1st “ESCORT” TO THE COMEDY STAGE.
Continue reading “ADIOS, JOSE, WITH LOVE – “My 1st Comedy Writer””
During production of “13 East,” (NBC. 1989-90), I regularly practiced my trumpet in my dressing room – despite the protests from Diana Bellamy, whose dressing room was next-door.
Continue reading ““A MAN AND HIS HORN” – Inspiring Doc Severinsen”
Rose Jackson (then Rosemarie Jackson) was added as one of several new cast members for the second season of “13 East” (NBC 1989 – 90). She immediately became one of my favorite “playmates” – both on-camera and off. Continue reading “True Confesssion: I GOT NAILED BY ROSE JACKSON!”
The Cult Entertainment Icon Celebrates Spring – and Wayne Powers!
Not unlike Soupy Sales and long before Pee Wee Herman, Floyd Vivino took New Jersey – and later the country – by storm with his cult “Kiddie TV Show” for adults, which ran for an amazing 24 years, spawning a record album and many singles.
THE JAZZ CAT SWINGS, STRUTS & CROONS ABOUT THOSE CATS OF THE FELINE VARIETY
Combing the archives turned up this fun recording done several years ago with some extraordinary talented folks.
Give yourself a “Cheshire grin” and check it out right meow!
Add some “culture” to your life. It’s the perfect day to take a moment and focus on truly artful verse:
“There was a young lady called Harris,
That nothing could ever embarrass;
Till the bath-salts one day
In the tub where she lay
Turned out to be plaster of Paris.”
– Ogden Nash.
(Okay, so it’s a limerick, not poetry in the purist sense. But at least it doesn’t start with, “There once was a girl from Nantucket…”)