Showing posts with label Louis Prima. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Louis Prima. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

KLEM AM

Overheard at Lem's:
Trooper York said...Actually women come up to me all the time in the Supermarket to ask about picking out stuff. I am usually teaching the wife about it and it always seems to gather a crowd.
May 29, 2018 at 3:45 PM


Sorry about the trippy visuals.  Prima did many versions of this song, and this one (from "Louis Prima Digs Keeley Smith") is my fave.

Sunday, November 12, 2017

KLEM FM


"Trumpet in his hand, trombone in his hand, and piano in his hand" are all just meataphors, so to speak: Those Horny Italians

Sunday, November 8, 2015

KLEM FM

The best (IMO) version of the Louis Prima classic:

linkin' case the video don't load

Monday, October 19, 2015

KLEM FM*

Overheard at Lem's:
Trooper York said...
I paid for it out of my own pocket as people who get married should do. 
Weddings are very important in the Italian American culture. It is the one time you put your differences aside and celebrate as a family. 
Unlike the Irish who do that for funerals.
October 19, 2015 at 4:05 PM



My parents had that vinyl LP which is as old as me (1960); it's called Louis Prima Digs Keely Smith.  One of the songs, Zooma Zooma Baccala, amused me and my brother to no end growing up, but we had no clue what the song was really about. It's really the same song in the wedding scene from The Godfather:



The original lyrics aren't even in Italian; they're in a Sicilian (or Neopolitan) dialect. The wonders of the Internets led me to track down the meaning of the words to the Louis Prima song one night. I was very amused by what I found. I converted my inherited vinyl to digital and translated the lyrics in the first YouTube link.

The mezzogiorno polka song tells about a young woman choosing a man to be her husband. She is confused and asks her mother to decide. Her mother describes each man and his "job," giving her the same comical answer for each one, indicating for instance, that if you marry the butcher, he will "sausage" you; if you marry the carpenter, he will "hammer" you; if you marry the farmer, he will "plough" you.

Obviously, the song is one big double entendre. Here's the best translation that I found: link

In many ways, the 1960's and earlier times were not more innocent times--people just had better imaginations.
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*Originally posted as "Those Horny Italians" here

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Boogie Nights

Rhythm & Balls said: boogie men?

Goya "Here Comes The Bogey Man"
Here is what I think of when I hear the word "boogie":