Showing posts with label Bing Crosby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bing Crosby. Show all posts

Sunday, 23 June 2013

Beating the thunder and lightening

Thunderstorm tonight. The lights blink, and I have to get something up should they fail entirely.

One of my other favourites sung at the Hollywood musicals pops concert at the NAC last Friday was "The Atcheson, Topeka and the Santa Fe". The vocals and orchestrations were a recreation of the number from The Hervy Girls led by Judy Garland, (with Ray Bolger giving her an arm, and inexplicably in black and white -- the film was in colour).

However, in my mind, I heard Bing Crosby. My mother had an ancient record of this. Demeter was always a fan of "dark brown voices".

While searching for accompanying videos, I came across this gem: It's a Christmas broadcast featuring both Judy Garland and Bing Crosby, Johnny Mercer who wrote the song. And Bob Hope, of course.

Whoops! Another flash. Gotta go.

Wednesday, 8 July 2009

Another disadvantage of living in Hades

I've been having fun playing at being a DJ at blip.fm. Just "blipped" a favourite of mine: "On the Atchison Topeka and the Sante Fe", as sung by Bing Crosby. Apparently, no one else has blipped this, although a lot of them are busy blipping Michael Jackson who, I gather from the extensive news coverage, is still dead.

At the bottom of the screen, I'm instructed to enter my postal code "to find out where Bing Crosby is playing" near me. I have no say in these matters, but I doubt Bing Crosby is playing Hades. More likely that other place....