Category Archives: FOLLIES

The White House has released the weekly executive order tightening government control during “times of crisis.” Of course, a the equivalent of a hangnail can be a “crisis.” The title of this week’s royal fiat is “Executive Order — Assignment … Continue reading →

When Rosie the Riveter needed a night out, she was likely to go out dancing. Not a solo like this: Of find a place with a juke box – and perhaps dance with a girl friend, like this: If Rosie … Continue reading →

Well, it’s time for some music, dancing, pretty girls – and a bit of fun, perhaps. Starting with Atomik Harmonik, and the Traktor Polka. Lamp those round hay bales. It’s getting so a cow cannot get a square meal anymore: … Continue reading →

And from Mexico as well. Let’s do a brief bit of what we might have heard on XERA, a 500,000 Vatio Voz de Del Rio, with the Jarabe Tapitio, better known as the Mexican Hat Dance: And go from there … Continue reading →

Well, let’s start off the Follies with a bit of a jig from Newfoundland: Now it’s out of style, is washing clothes by hand. And so is the ironing, with a sad iron. You know why they called them sad, … Continue reading →

What did the today’s great grandpas play in the 1950′s? Well, let’s take a walk backward to 1953: And here’s Hank Williams with the sad story of a lonesome Injun: Bonnie Lou had several lively tunes that kept raking in … Continue reading →

Let start the follies off this Saturday night with Miss Ella Mae Morse, singing the Blacksmith Blues: From there, let’s go to one of the smoothest of the smooth, Jo Stafford, singing The Gentleman Is a Dope: And a favorite … Continue reading →

With All Hallows, Halloween, tomorrow night let’s have a little spooky music to honor the unhallowed dead on the day before All Saints Day. This first bit was written and performed by “Salty” Holmes, backed by the “Sweet Violet Boys.” … Continue reading →

It’s no secret that I used to spin those platters – on a small town radio station that had a three mile radius of coverage. 100 big watts to a short vertical antenna! Oh those were the days – when … Continue reading →

Well, it’s time to get up on our hind legs and do something. So let’s start with something a bit different. The first few bars remind me of firing up a ’38 Ford V8 I once owned: And gee, I … Continue reading →