Monday, June 25, 2007

Even Better

If Cab Calloway were still alive, I would write him endless fan mail.

Look how smoothly they tap:


I used to live right near the Cotton Club, so I watched the following nostalgically. (NB: Nostalgic for the music, but not the oppression, the rising threat of Naziism, or the Depression):

And one of my favorite songs of all time:

Imagin loving a man "though he was cokey." Cab, baby, you're missed.

1 comment:

Marisa Elana said...

Oh, heavens, yes... I wish it was still possible to put my hair in finger waves and go somewhere with a big band for the evening! Actually, I was wildly impressed a few weeks ago to see a guy at the Union Square subway station tapping along with a girl playing the saxophone, improvising crazy jazz music with his tap shoes as percussion.