BLASTS FROM THE PAST (OR POPULAR SONGS IN THE 1940S)
“Don’t go nowhere. What do I care?” I grew up in the 1940s (mostly after the war) and well remember the popular tunes that filled movies and radio programs (remember, before TV; O). One of the dominant male singing groups was the Mills Brothers. The classic hit I remember most easily is “Lazy River.” Here’s how it goes:
“Up the Lazy River in the noonday sun
The lazy, lazy river where we can loaf along
Blue skies up above, everyone’s in love,
Up the lazy river, how happy we will be, Up the lazy river with me”.
Then there were the “Andrew Sisters” with their “Rum and Coca-Cola”:
“All night long, make tropic love; next day, sit in the hot sun and cool off. Both mother and daughter, workin’ for the Yankee dollar,” along with their “G.I. Jive, man alive.”
My own favorite singer was Louie Armstrong with his classic “Blueberry Hill”:
“Come climb the hill with me babe, we’ll see what we shall see;
I’ll bring my horn with me, I’ll be with you where berries are blue.
Each afternoon we’ll go, higher than the moon we’ll go.”
And to your weddin’ in June we’ll go, bop, bop, bop.”
A song that captures all the aspects of the love songs of those days was “That Old Black
“Magic Called Love” by Billy Daniels. “Down and down I go, all around I go. In a spin, lovin’ the”
Pin, I’m in, under that old Black Magic called “Love.” I should stay away, but what can I do?
I hear your name, and I’m aflame with such a desire that only your kiss will put out the fire.
Perhaps the funkiest tune I remember is “Down the Road a Piece”:
“Man, I’d sure like to latch on to some of that Boogie Woogie tonight. You mean some of that
“Fast Boogie Woogie”? Yeah, that’s what I mean. Well, if you want to hear the Boogie then I
Know the place. It’s just an old piano and a knockout base. The drummer’s a guy they call
“Eight Beat Mac”, if you remember “Darkin’ and Beat Me Daddy Slack”. Man, it’s better than
Chicken fried in bacon grease. Come along with me, boy. It’s just down the road, down the road a piece. During the war, this song was very popular: “Over there, over there, send the word, “The Yanks are comin’, the Yanks are comin’ over there, and we won’t be coming back until it’s over over there.’”
Perhaps my very favorite song from that era was Fats Waller’s “Ain’t Misbehavin’”.
I’m saving all my love for you. Don’t go nowhere. What do I care? I’ve never had a date. I’m home.
Every night by 8, just me and my radio. I ain’t misbehavin’, savin’ all my love for you.”
The best song to jitterbug to way back then, before “rock and roll,” was surely “Sugar Blues”:
“Just give me the old “sugar blues,” give me that low-down melody. You can have your Saint Lou,”
Your b-bobbin’ too. I love the pep and the rhythm of that refrain. Let me stand here with the
brass section risin’, ‘cause it’s a chance to do some real harmonizing when they play the “Sugar”
Blues.” It wasn’t “frantic” nor “hoppin”, but just smooth movin’ couples slidin’ and glidin’ across
the floor together in sync with the music.
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