artie shaw’s Self Portrait and Kid Ory’s completed Decca recordings

Ok, so we never found out what happened the other night. We suspect the cops just gave up and went home. Nice one.
I am currently the most boring person in the world. It’s The Squeeze’s birthday today, so I’m organising dinner for him tonight with whoever could make it at the last minute. I’m also sending him off on a CAE cooking course, probably the one with Cam from Eat It on RRR. The Squeeze loves to cook, but he’s mostly a wok man and doesn’t like masses of meat. So we’ll just have to see how he goes.
On other fronts, something lovely came in the mail for me today:
Artie Shaw’s Self Portrait. It’s lovely. Its packaging is lovely – nice box with nice ‘recycled’ paper sleeves, book and box. Five discs of loveliness. This is a really special thing as I’ve been saving and saving for it and needed some good Shaw action. Plus it’s interesting because Shaw selected the songs himself – in 2001. It’s not all that common for big olden dayes jazz doods to select the songs for their box sets, mostly because they’re dead. So this is not only a nice set of music (I’m enjoying it very much), but an interesting text. It’s also all remastered and nice.
I’m also on a major Kid Ory kick atm (continuing…), and this cheapy arrived the other day. The quality is kind of mixed, which isn’t all that surprising for the price, and the fact that a chunk of the music was recorded in 1922! I’m sure I’ll get over the whole New Orleans revivalist thing soon – Sidney Bechet gets up my bum a bit now, and I can see Ory heading that way too. But until then…

tech up

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A revivial of the “Previewing. How do you DJ without it” thread on Swing DJs, coupled with a case of god-I’m-bored and the anniversary of my getting into DJing has prompted me to take an interest in DJing hardware. It probably doesn’t help that I’ve been reading that book by Justina Robson*.
I’ve been looking into some sort of software/hardware option to expand my DJing from a laptop for a while now. I want to be able to preview songs on headphones while I’m playing music that goes out to the mixer at the same time. With a pc laptop that’s as simple as opening two versions of winamp and telling it each where they should send the sound. But with a mac, there are far fewer DJing/music media player options.
I use itunes as my default music library/searcher/player. Problem is, macs won’t let you open more than one version of an application at a time – great when you’re working with word documents, but not so great if you’re looking to DJ. It wouldn’t be a problem if itunes would let me send music to two different outs. But it’s not a DJing tool, despite its popularity with swing DJs – it has a sweet search, nice layout, reassuring colour scheme, etc etc, but simply can’t handle the sheer volume of music and complexities of DJing. Winamp doesn’t work on macs. I have tried windows media player (gag), but it won’t let me click and drag songs from itunes to the media player (which is pretty important if I’m keeping itunes as my library – which I’d like). Plus it sucks. And Cuephase, one of the few plug ins for itunes isn’t terribly sexy or useful. The Squeeze was going to experiment with a bit of applescript, but I don’t see that happening any time soon (sorry love, but you know it’s true).
There are a whole heap of DJing software packages, but very few specifically for macs, and even fewer in a sensible price range. The problem is to do with the fact that there are so few mac users out here in the wilderness, especially not in comparison with winblows stooges. The PC doods often use PCDJ if they’re getting fancy (though the itunes/winamp option is a lasting favourite), but there really isn’t much for the mac DJ beyond DJ1800, which isn’t a great product. It has little ‘blank out’ moments when it pauses or simply drops out for a second or two. Recovering from these can lead to crashage. It’s also a bit resource-hungry. It costs ($US60 or $AUD77), it’s ugly as sin, but you can do nice things like click and drag songs across from itunes, shrink or minimise the various ‘cd players’ in the set up and tell it where you want it to send the sound – to the mixer, to the headphones, wherever. You can download a test version (which is worth playing with if you’re interested) which closes after 20 minutes, but I’ve had trouble convincing it to recognise my USB headphones. I’ll have another bash, but I don’t think it’s playing.
Anyhow, today I bought it (which means that it gave me the password so it won’t close after 20minutes), and I’ll have a play before letting you know how it goes.
To make playing through two sources at once possible (ie through headphones and through the mixing desk), you need to use a USB/headphone jack combination, or get jiggy with an external soundcard. I’ve been looking at a few, including the ever-popular-with-DJs turtle beach thingy and extravagant items like the numark mixers with 2 USB ports (look under products then mixers) which is complete overkill, ridiculously heavy for carrying with me on my bike, but too darn tempting for a DJ nerd. I haven’t exactly figured out whether or not I need the external sound card in combination with DJ1800 and itunes to be able to preview on headphones and play through the mixer at the same time, but there are other reasons for using an external sound card. Better sound quality is the most important (I’ve had one on my christmas list for a while). I’ll have a fiddle and see what’s what.
What I want:
– to be able to play music through two media players at once, previewing on headphones and playing through a mixer
– decent sound quality
Wish me luck.
CyberDJ.gif It’s probably worth noting that I’m the only girl in my town who talks about this stuff. Meggers and I have become DJing buddies, though, and while we have very different tastes in music, we have similar philosophies of DJing (ie get the energy up and kick their arses, fill the floor and Keep It Street) and are equally interested in figuring out how all the equipment works. She uses a pc laptop, though, so we have different technical issues. It’s really nice to have someone with similar interests and experiences to play with. We take the desk out and figure out what’s connected where, trade tips as we learn new things and give each other feedback on the sound in the room when one of us is DJing. It’s nice and encouraging but also a great chance to explore technical stuff which is so male-dominated. We’ve also been charmed by the willingness of young Cameron to help us learn about this stuff. I guess he likes the fact that we’re more than happy to let him come up there and twiddle our knobs (wo-ho!) to demonstrate how to get a better sound from a particular song – I know there are a few DJs (both male and female) who are too defensive to ask for help or give help unstintingly. There is a degree of competitiveness between DJs in our town (because there are so many of us, and because Melbourne swing is all about competition – in ethos as well as practice), so it’s nice to have an amigo bandido.
Having said that, the SwingDJs discussion board is full of lovely, helpful people, and there are other DJs in other cities who’ll happily help out or share their experiences!
*It’s not a fabulous book, but it’s kind of addictive. As my dad describes it, it’s a combination of science fantasy elves and fairies stuff (literally) and cyber punk (literally – the female protagonist is a cyborg body guard for a rock star – what is it with books that like female cyborg assassin types? Or rather, what is it with the idea of a cyborg woman capable of violence?). And if something so silly can keep my hardcore-Sci-Fict dad interested…

i guess you get what I mean, right?

Jean put me onto something neat here. It’s a talk by Ken Robinson about learning and teaching and you can watch the clip here. I can hear some of you sighing and clicking on, but I recommend dropping in to have a look and a listen – it’ll make you giggle. And there’s some talk about bodies and dance.
It’s interesting, because I’ve written and thought quite a bit about embodied and disembodied knowledge, and how different cultures privilege one or the other. Robinson talks about academics and how their bodies are really just vehicles for carrying their brains around. It’s true – I’ve always loved dancing (mostly la discotheque!), but before I got hardcore about dancing I always thought of my body as something for transporting my brain. I sufferred from serious migraine headaches – I spent a couple of days in bed each fortnight when I was finishing my MA. Can you imagine that? It seems completely crazy to me now, but then I just dealt with it (well, in a getting-depressed-and-wanting-to-blow-myself-up way).
Now I realise that the problem was that I was spending an awful lot of time sitting on my clack, squirrelling my stress away in my muscles. Now I know that if I don’t get up out of my chair and shake my arse every day, my muscles start to tense up and get cranky. And I get a headache. But I also know that getting up out of my chair and jiggling about to music I love for an hour is WONDERFUL! Going to the gym – dull. Jogging – duller. But dancing? That shit is GREAT!
Writing about dance for my work happened kind of by accident – I was coming out of a shitty first run at a PhD, I was hating it, I was miserable, but I loved dancing. And I thought, ‘What would be my dream situation? What would be most perfect?’ And getting another scholarship to write about dancing and score some funding to go to Herrang was that dream project. And you know what? They gave me the scholarship and they sent me to Herrang, and I wrote a big fat thesis and lots of articles about dancing.
Can you imagine anything more nuts? It just seems too great to be true – getting the chance to do combine dance with the loveliness of thinking and writing and reading and talking all day. I still feel insanely lucky – and I’m sure someone’s going to bust me some day and ask for the money and degree back.
The thing I like to think and write about, though (after I’ve written about saucy 1920s song lyrics), is the way dance works as system of meaning and a medium for the exchange of ideas – the way dance is discourse. That shit rocks. I mean, in cultural studies you’re so centered on the idea of language and words – most of the theory floating around in this discipline has at its heart the idea that words are the most important, most wonderful way of communicating ideas. I dig that – I’m all over the idea that words are great. But I’ve found, working with the various theories trucking about, that this doesn’t allow much room for other ways of communicating or representing the world. Sure, there might be vast tracts of writing about other disocourses, but they’re still vast tracts of words. I can make a joke with my body that simply doesn’t translate into words. You just can’t make the joke work. But one sight gag is worth a thousand words.
And then, the thing that really gets me pumping, is thinking and writing about the way dancers have gotten a hold of the internet and other hi-tech action and appropriated it for ther own, decidely embodied purposes. The last paper I submitted to a journal had a comment from a reviewer where they wrote:

The author needs to explain this meaning for the dance studies outsider and not use it for other purposes like a some sort of repetitive mantra or abstract motif to try and unify the article, or ‘sound academic’ . For example, couldn’t ’embodied use-value’ (p.6) just be ‘inherent usefulness’?

And after I got over huffing and puffing and being angry, I thought about the way I’ve used the expression ’embodied use-value’. I’d spent a large chunk of my thesis exploring the idea of particular technologies having ’embodied use-value’. For me, this meant asking how a particular bit of tech was valued for its place in embodied practice. In other words, dancers value particular types of technology because they can be used in an embodied context. They’re not very interested in books of vast theoretical discussions of dance. But they’ve gone crazy for youtube. Because you can do things with it, with your body. You can watch a clip, stand up and dance along.
I wanted to distinguish between ‘usefulness’ and embodied usefulness. Sure, the internet is neat for keeping people in contact, but for dancers it’s even more useful as a means by which they can access dance footage, download music and organise a dance class. The Lincoln Centre Jazz Orchestra Live in Swing City CD is a wonderful thing in itself, but when you pop it in the CD player and stand up, it suddenly becomes an incredibly useful and wonderful thing. And the difference is that it acquires a material, physical, immediate, embodied value and meaning. Here is the medium by which I can access the work of musicians in another country, years ago. Here is the means by which I am inspired to move my body. Here is the thread that joins me to my dance partner and to the dancers around me and to the people people in the room who aren’t on the dance floor, but are still listening and watching and moving.
When I read Gunther Schuller’s book The Swing Era, I certainly find use for his ideas. I read about Ellington and think about his life and read the musical score on the page. But Schuller’s book suddenly has far more meaning and value for me when I play the song he’s writing about, and get up to physically test the different percussive rhythms and soaring trumpet solos he’s describing. That’s embodied use-value. It’s not just the academic value of an idea or a line of prose. It’s not even the things that I might do with his words with my body in the future. It’s the things that I do do, and am doing, right now, when I’m shaking my arse.
I think that’s one of the things that I find so appealing about dance – each dance is transient. Sure, you can record it and watch it again later. But the real meaning of the dance lies in that moment when your body is in motion, when you’re touching your partner and the communicative process simply outstrips the resources of words. You can’t write about it later and hope to catch the true meaning, or to articulate the way it really felt. But you can certainly get up and move, and feel the meaning.
I think that’s the other important part of dance – it’s not just about watching, but about doing. It’s necessarily participatory discourse. That’s why I’m interested in vernacular dance rather than performance or concert dance – I’m interested in the way vernacular dance doesn’t let you just sit there and suck it in. You have to do it, to make it, to participate with your body. So your body cannot possibly just be a container to carry your brain around in. It actually is the medium and the message and the meaning all at once.
Ok, that’s a long way away from the original clip, but I guess you get what I mean, right?

big women

I know, I know, another youtube post.
Hey, I’m doing some reading on blues music and women blues artists, and they reference a bunch of soundies – and the biggest collection of soundies is on youtube.
This one is fascinating. Louis Armstrong’s playing Swingin’ on Nothin’, and the track features Velma Middleton and George Washington on vocals. Middleton is the interesting part. Armstrong was loyal to her for years, and even though she wasn’t the best vocalist, he kept her in his band and on his recordings.
But the bit that interests me is the way she dances in the following clip. She’s a big woman – tall and carrying a lot of weight. But she’s down on the ground in hiiigh heels and a big flowy dress. It’s kind of an understatement to say she offers an interesting contrast to the dancing female bodies in this clip!

Hullabaloo 2007

Hullabaloogirls.gif I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it or not, but we’re going to Hullabaloo soon. Next month, I think it is.
This is the forth annual Hullabaloo – and Hullabaloo is kind of the Perth equivalent to MLX. It’s not an all-social exchange (there are only two of those in this country – MLX and Canberrang), mostly because it’s very difficult to make an all-social event sustainable, unless you live in a giant local scene (like us here in Melbourne), have quite a few years of successful events under your belt to serve as promotion (like us here in Melbourne), live in a very tourist-attracting city (like us here in Melbourne) or just couldn’t give a shit, and want to have a party (like the kids in Canberra).hamhullabaloo.gif
So we go and just don’t do any workshops – we pretend it’s an all social event, and sleep in late every day, go to cafes, wander around like the cheery holidaying tourists we are. The very best bit of going to someone else’s exchange isn’t that you don’t have to run anything or work on anything (you always end up doing something at some point to help out – it’s an instinct you can’t fight when you’re used to running events), it’s that you’re on holiday with a hundred or so other people. And they all want to wander around like tourists, visit cafes and breweries, eat nice meals, talk a whole lot of shit and then dance like crazy fools all night.
hullabalooboys.gifHullabaloo is The Squeeze’s favourite exchange. We get hosted by dear friends (who we host when they come to us), with dear friends (who we see regularly when we host an exchange – it’s a real exchange and it’s wonderful), we don’t do anything particularly difficult, The Squeeze is very popular with the Perth ladies (not just because he’s cute – also because he’s naughty and inclined to pranks, drinking games and stunts) and I like to dance like a fool. Unfortunately I haven’t been to an exchange yet where I haven’t gotten really ill. I think it’s because my body tends to think ‘ok, we’re on holiday, let’s relax’. So I have to spend far too much time sitting about being tired and pathetic. Which sucks arse because I love de late night dancing.
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I love Hullabaloo because you can feel every step a Perth lead takes, they bounce and they play good music. They are a bit anal and weird about vintage costume, but The Squeeze sets a good example and just completely ignores any dress standards rubbish. He simply doesn’t bother reading that part of the events guide and doesn’t bother his pretty little head about it. And he never gets in trouble for it.
So yeah, we’re going there next month.
They’re also planning a lindy battle thing as well. Trev will no doubt chime in with a comment on that, seeing as how he’s organising it (Trev is a Perth person). My buddy Dan (who has a blog, but I can’t remember the url) has decided we’re goint to enter the battle. And I think it’s a good idea. So we’ve started hassling all our friends to put together a team, including people like Kara. I’m not going to read any rules, because these sorts of things are always much more fun if you don’t plan anything too seriously.
hullabaloo4.gifThere’s been a flurry of emails this morning afternoon (I got up LATE – DJed the second set at CBD last night and didn’t get home til 1am. Now I’m really tired) with all sorts of exciting ideas for the team. Mostly involving tshirts and how cool we are. Not much talk of actual dancing. Trev, I hope you’re not reading this, because I want to talk about it… ok, well, this is the internet, so I won’t talk about it til later.
Hullabaloogirls2.gifAnyway, I’ve also put my name in for DJing at Hullabaloo, which will be way fun, but also way pressure – I’ve DJed interstate before (SLX), but no DJing for a hardcore lindy hopping crowd out of my home town. I DJed at MLX, and I’ve DJed local big events, but it’s different when you travel to a new town. There’s new equipment to learn. The fear of forgetting essential cords. Not knowing what a local crowd will like/not like. And so on. I’m excited, but a bit scared. I don’t doubt I’ll do a decent job, but I will need to work on learning my music a bit better and do some serious practicing. But I have faith.
[all photos are by The Squeeze from Hullabaloo 2005]

last night’s set

Last night I did the second set at CBD (as I mentioned), the first time I’ve done a second set in aaaages (since SEPTEMBER last year, and MLX last year in November), and I was a bit worried about it. I like going first because it’s like starting with a blank palette – you start at 0bpm and work the room to your comfort zone. I’ve been pretty successful getting the room really pumping – working from that 0 point (actually starting at about 130bpm and working the average tempo up to about 160bpm) – which can be tricky with a room that’s largely beginner dancers. But you know. Performance anxiety. But last night went well.
We are expecting a large event of our own next weekend, so the locals are getting a bit excited. Last night there were more experienced dancers in the room, and I heard a lot of “oh god, I HAVE to get fitter” and “shit, my charleston sucks” talk.
Basically, I went at it the way I would for a first set – get the tempos up high, regularly, and really pump the energy up. It was a bit tricky because it was pretty bloody hot and humid in that nasty skankpit of a venue, but people proved amenable to a little persuasion.
There’s a new mixer thingy, which proved a pain. Once again there were lines that didn’t work. Fiddling with the cords, I noticed that someone had plugged the CD players into the wrong lines (despite we lindy hoppers being lectured by some wanker sound guy about only using X plugs, etc – this time it wasn’t us), and then that the line I’d chosen was screwed. So I had to do some emergency unplugging/replugging mid-set. As per usual. Every single set, I’m lifting the fucker out of the desk (this new one is way heavier than the old one), pulling out plugs, inserting plugs and hunting down loose connections. The hairs on my arms stand on end.
So I start with a bit of hi-fi groove action to segue from Megger’s* set, and that goes ok. The second song? Long, hi-fi, supergroove – good for testing levels and shifting stylistic gears. There were some major technical issues, though (fucked if I know what was wrong – I didn’t touch the fucker!), so I had to change cords and plugs and so on. By that point the sound had cut out a couple of times and I was heartily sick of that bloody song. So I just thought ‘fuck it’, stopped the song mid-way, changed the cords over, and started again with something I actually liked.
It was very liberating to break all the rules like that – you’re not supposed to stop a song mid-way through, and you should make gentler transitions. But it was hot, the song had already been screwed by the tech issues and I just HATE that groover shit right now.
It was so nice to hear Buddy Johnson kicking on in. No bullshit organ crap. No fancy wank flourishes – just a kicking rhythm, some punchy brass and a nice clear melody. Bread and cheese action. A potato chip song that lets the dancers know what your action is all about. Once I had their attention I went to a crowd pleasing favourite – C-Jam Blues (that, even though it’s overplayed up the wazoo, is still a bitching song – buy that album if you’re interested in learning about lindy hop music). And we were off.
A third of the songs I played were over 160bpm, which is a bit of a shift for Melbournians – they like it slow. And the 120s were at the very beginning when I was still thinking about new dancers, or at the very end when people were starting to pass out from dehydration. But otherwise, we had quite a few more upper tempo songs than usual. I just kept dropping them in there, working up and down the tempos. And they kept dancing. It was really nice to work a crowd of more experienced dancers who were determined to dance like fools to decent tempos – I haven’t seen the experienced kids from different cliques so unified by dancing and enthusiasm in ages. I did, however, neglect the newer dancers a bit. But shit, just that one time, I wanted to play what I liked, and to really cater to more experienced dancers who often spend most of the night going through the motions rather than pushing themselves a bit.
I was still a bit clunky til about Four or Five Times (I didn’t really practice yesterday), but there were a couple of guys standing behind me talking shit and distracting me – I knew I’d hit my groove when they both said “ok, the music’s gotten good – I’m going to dance”, headed off in different directions to hit the floor. And I laughed at them. Man, my friends are big fat nerdy music snob nerds.
From there, though, things went really well.
I was actually happy with the songs preceding that point – I might have been a bit quick to get the Mora’s Modern Swingtet stuff in there, and did follow a combination of 3 or so songs I’d played with that afternoon rather than working the room thoroughly, but I was still finding my groove and beating off a case of weird nerves. When I’m nervy I just throw random songs on – sort of like the way I talk when I’m nervy. Lots of random comments rather than a coherent discussion.
I love Shout ’em Aunt Tillie (Ellington, of course, to follow on from the MMS verson of an Ellington track), but I should have left it til later in the night when the doods were ready for that sort of less familiar music. It was also a bit poor quality, which the crowd often can’t take so early in a set. Especially after a set of super hi-fi music. But I freakin’ love that song.
From Effervescent Blues, though, we were really cooking. Old Skool rules! Yee-haw!
I love Back Room Romp a great deal, and hope I don’t get sick of it soon. The dancers really like it too – it’s one of those songs where the floor starts off empty because it’s kind of lo-fi and a bit scratchy. But the beat is so insistent, the brass really rolls around and then gets up there with some nice spikey bits… the floor always ends up full and kicking. It’s almost painful to have to stand there watching people enjoying the music on the floor while I just have to be satisfied with a bit of bouncing on the spot.
Who Stole the Lock (On the Hen House Door?) was a bit of a punt. I wanted a high energy, old school lindy song. But people did charleston, which surprised me as it’s the song Todd and Naomi used in this routine (which I’ve talked about before). I’d thought the old school fans would think ‘Yee-haw! Lindy hop MUTHAFUCKAHS!’ but they thought ‘Yee-haw! Charleston MUTHAFUCKAHS!’ instead. Which was kind of a shame as I had some sweet Charleston Chasers and Vince Giordano lined up for later on. There’s only so much superfast music you can play on a hot night. And very few people actually dance 20s solo charleston, so it’ve been a bit exclusive to pound that theme to hard.
Because the quality of that recording is quite poor, I went for the Mora’s Modern Rhythmists version of A Viper’s Moan, because I wanted to stay old school, but needed to lift the sound quality a bit to change the mood and get the un-charleston people onto the floor again. It was a success. I’m almost really sick of that song (especially the MMR version), but it’s a useful potato chip song.
I’m also a bit over Savoy Blues. But I was going somewhere particular. And, weirdly, that New Orleans sound is really popular with Melbourne kiddies at the moment. It defies comprehension. But it’s very pleasing – I love that action, so it’s nice to play stuff for the kids that I really dig. But I guess I shouldn’t be surprised: it has stompy rhythms everyone can hear, it has a kind of uproarious, controlled-chaos approach to solos and parts. It’s not the sort of carefully unified and controlled stuff that Benny Goodman and Glen Miller are into. Nor is it the sort of wilder, yet still managed big band sound of Basie. It feels a bit crazy, but is still quite clear and easy to dance to.
But then I wanted to up the tempos a bit and change the mood. So I went with Stomp it Off by Lunceford, which is quite quick, but has a lovely light, energetic, fun feeling – it feels light hearted and fun. Which is quite a nice contrast to the New Orleans stuff which can be a bit heavy and lower and church-influenced (you can really hear the jesus gospel stuff and martial themes). I’m always delighted when people jump on the floor for uptempo stuff, people who don’t usually dance to quick stuff. I always figure it as a win if I’ve tricked them into dancing faster. But that version of Stomp it off is so fun and nice – it could almost be an Ellington recording, but it has that Lunceford naughtiness chugging along in there as well. And of course, it’s some nice Sy Oliver goodness (he wrote it).
Then I followed up with some mellower uptempo stuff. I’m almost over Good Queen Bess as well, but it’s a very effective tool for transitioning. At this point I was totally in the groove and thought I’d finally please the girl who wanted old school but really meant male vocal stuff. So I played a big fat bracket of chunky male vocal stuff. I say male vocal, but I’m actually thinking ‘silly songs with men talking about food, sex or both, accompanied by guitars’.
These songs always stump me, in terms of the sound quality, but Cammy was really nice and helpful and gave me some tips mid-way through to sort them out. They’re tricky because they’re not walls of sound like big band stuff – they’re really just a couple (or few) blokes singing along with a guitar, bass and possibly percussionist. Cam said they’re mostly sitting on about 220 somethings (I can’t remember the word), so we dumped the bass way down, upped the mids (or was it the opposite? I forget), and then fiddled with the highs. It was interesting to play with this stuff. And Cam encouraged me to get serious with my equalizer, which scares me. But heck, I’m all cowboy these days, so I might as well. It does bring home the drawbacks of itunes, though.
So I played a bunch of Slim and Slam, Cats and the Fiddle and Mills Brothers and peopel went NUTS. They really really dug it. Apparently the teachers at the Lismore camp in February played a lot of this action. It’s weird, because I learnt to dance on these guys, the Hot Shots use them a lot at Herrang for teaching and they really feel very familiar and kind of ‘overplayed’ in my mind – I love them, but I wouldn’t pack a set with them. But I had avoided playing them for a while as they’d not gone down well last year with CBD people, and I do actually adore Slim Gaillard in particular.
I almost added some Fats Waller in there, but I figured I needed to change the vibe a bit, so I went with a potato chip song (after the Potato Chips song), because I wanted to get to a request for the birthday boy – when someone requests For Dancers Only you hop to it. Particularly when they specifically request the higher tempo version I adore.
By this point people were looking really trashed. They were kind of euphoric and having a good time, but they were obviously not drinking enough water (arsehole venue manager won’t let people bring their own water and won’t turn on the air-con. Arsehole), so I figured I’d finish off this chunk then let it settle a bit. Savoy, one of my favourite songs, went down really well, and I thought I Want The Waiter (with the water) was a funny choice, a bit lower energy and a bit slower. And it also went down well. Jive at Five is such a nice song, and that version is slower again and kind of mellow, so people had a chance to chill.
It’s kind of a risk at that point in the evening (I started at 10.00 and it was about 11 by then), so this was a bit of a punt. But they were still nuts for dancing. So I built them up again. And played Minor Goes a’Muggin’ in honour of Trev. There was a protracted discussion about the meaning of the word ‘muggin’ at the DJ desk at this point, with some speculation that it could have something to do with smiling or a big face (kind of a British thing), or perhaps more to do with:

muggins |ˈməginz|
noun ( pl. same or mugginses ) Brit., informal a foolish and gullible person.
• humorous used to refer to oneself in order to suggest that one has been stupid, esp. in allowing oneself to be exploited : muggins has volunteered to do the catering.
ORIGIN mid 19th cent.: perhaps a use of the surname Muggins, with allusion to mug 1 .

(to use the dictionary on my computer).
People dug the song, though. By this point it was about 11.20 and I was getting tired. The last few songs were closers and I danced the last two (because it was after 11.30 and I wasn’t being paid any more and I WANTED TO). I should have ended at St James Infirmary rather than letting it peter out. Don’t Come Too Soon is a fairly lackluster attempt to construct a euphemism for the obvious. I like it.
It was a good set, I enjoyed it, and things went well.
Here’s the set list:
CBD set 2 1st March 2007
(title, artist, bpm, date, album, time)
Mumbles Oscar Peterson 188 1964 Ultimate Oscar Peterson As Selected By Ray Brown 2:02
Blues In Hoss’ Flat City Rhythm Orchestra 130 2004 Vibrant Tones 5:23
Shufflin’ And Rollin’ Buddy Johnson and His Orchestra 153 1952 Walk ‘Em 3:12
C-Jam Blues Lincoln Centre Jazz Orchestra with Wynton Marsalis 143 1999 Live In Swing City: Swingin’ With Duke 3:33
Krum Elbow Blues Mora’s Modern Swingtet 162 2004 20th Century Closet 2:45
Shout ‘Em Aunt Tillie Duke Ellington and His Orchestra 158 1930 Jazz Caravan 2:56
Effervescent Blues Mora’s Modern Swingtet 122 2004 20th Century Closet 3:07
B-Sharp Boston Duke Ellington and His Orchestra 126 1949 Duke Ellington and his Orchestra: 1949-1950 2:54
Four Or Five Times Woody Herman Orchestra 141 The Great Swing Bands (Disc 2) 3:09
Back Room Romp Duke Ellington and his Orchestra 155 2000 Ken Burns Jazz: Duke Ellington 2:49
Flying Home Lionel Hampton and His Orchestra 159 1940 Tempo And Swing 2:58
Who Stole the Lock (On the Hen House Door?) Jack Bland 245 2002 Golden Greats: Greatest Dixieland Jazz Disc 2 2:37
A Viper’s Moan Mora’s Modern Rhythmists 143 2000 Call Of The Freaks 3:30
Savoy Blues Kid Ory 134 2002 Golden Greats: Greatest Dixieland Jazz Disc 3 3:00
Perdido Street Blues Louis Armstrong and His Orchestra with Sidney Bechet 148 1940 Blues In Thirds 1940-41 3:00
Joshua Fit De Battle Of Jericho Kid Ory And His Creole Jazz Band 160 1946 Kid Ory and his Creole Jazz Band 1944-46 3:12
Stomp It Off Jimmie Lunceford and His Orchestra 190 1934 Swingsation – Jimmie Lunceford 3:08
Good Queen Bess Duke Ellington 160 1940 The Duke Ellington Centennial Edition: Complete RCA Victor Recordings (disc 10) 3:00
Laughing In Rhythm Slim Gaillard 140 2:52
Groove Juice Special Slim Gaillard And His Flat Foot Floogie Boys 170 1942 Big Ben – Disc 2 – All Too Soon 2:43
Stomp, Stomp The Cats and The Fiddle 203 1941 We Cats Will Swing For You Volume 2 1940-41 2:55
My Walking Stick The Mills Brothers 158 1938 The Mills Brothers Featuring Louis Armstrong vol4 (1937-1940) 2:43
Potato Chips Slim Gaillard 143 2004 Jazz For Kids – Sing, Clap, Wiggle, and Shake 3:04
Apollo Jump Lucky Millinder 143 Apollo Jump 3:26
For Dancers Only Jimmie Lunceford and His Harlem Express 178 1944 1944-Uncollected 2:22
Savoy Lucky Millinder 166 1993 Anthology Of Big Band Swing (Disc 2) 3:04
I Want The Waiter (with the water) Jimmie Lunceford and his Orchestra 151 1939 Lunceford Special 1939-40 2:44
Jive At Five Count Basie and His Orchestra 147 1960 The Count Basie Story (Disc 1) 3:02
Shoutin’ Blues Count Basie and His Orchestra 148 1949 Kansas City Powerhouse 2:38
Till Tom Special Lionel Hampton and His Orchestra 158 1940 Tempo And Swing 3:23
The Minor Goes Muggin’ Duke Ellington 176 1946 The Duke Ellington Centennial Edition: Complete RCA Victor Recordings (disc 15) 3:02
Cole Slaw Jesse Stone and His Orchestra 145 Original Swingers: Hipsters, Zoots and Wingtips vol 2 2:57
Yes, Indeed! Sy Oliver and Jo Stafford with Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 134 1941 Yes, Indeed! 3:30
St. James Infirmary Hot Lips Page and his Orchestra 122 1949 Jump For Joy! 3:12
Black And Tan Fantasy Jimmie Lunceford 104 1997 Rhythm Is Our Business 2:44
New Style Baby Walter Brown with Jay McShann and His Kycee Stompers 120 1949 Kansas City Blues 1944-1949 (Disc 3) 2:37
Don’t Come Too Soon Julia Lee And Her Boyfriends 123 1949 Kansas City Blues 1944-1949 (Disc 2) 2:59
*Megs and I have very different taste in music, but we like each other and enjoy DJing together – she’s an arse kicker and we make each other laugh a lot. So it’s always good when we’re paired up for sets.

Mora’s Modern Swingtet’s 20th Century Closet

Mora’s Modern Swinget‘s 20th Century Closet.
A contemporary band who specialise in the sort of music I like most (earlier swinging jazz and 20s hot jazz), the Swingtet are a smaller version of the Rhythmists (they could be a completely different band that Mora runs, I haven’t checked – I have Dumb Brain right now). I was happy with the Rhythmists’ Call of the Freaks and have my eye on their latest album
This is fun stuff because the quality’s good, the songs are really neat (some of my favourites) and this sort of action is a great introduction to old school music for the more conservative/groover dancing crowd.
It’s nice to have a few songs by my favourite artists – I’ll list them below – my favourite small group artists:

The album contains 20 tracks of great swing of the 1930s and 1940s, originally performed by such bands as the John Kirby Orchestra, Artie Shaw’s Gramercy Five, Tommy Dorsey’s Clambake Seven, and the Duke Ellington small groups

And you know how I feel about Ellington. But I’m also a keen fan of John Kirby. I like that smaller, ‘chamber jazz’ sound. Maybe I need to explore Tommy Dorsey’s smaller groups?
Song highlights:
Hop, Skip and Jump – 191bpm – 2004 – 2:44
It’s interesting to compare this with the Campus Five version (which I talked about here). I might prefer the Campus 5 version, but I haven’t listened to them back to back yet, so I can’t be sure.
Krum Elbow Blues – 162bpm – 2004 – 2:45
I love the Ellington version of this song that I have (‘Krum Elbow Blues’ – Johnny Hodges and His Orchestra – 153bpm – 1938 – The Duke’s Men: The Small Groups, vol. 2 – 2:35), and I don’t have Mora’s liner notes in front of me, but he could have used that arrangement (that’s actually a big fat guess). It’s still a great song, and this is a decent version.
Effervescent Blues – 122bpm – 2004 – 3:07
Another ‘cover’ of one of my favourite songs (‘Effervescent Blues’ – John Kirby Sextet – 119bpm – 1939 – John Kirby Sextet: Complete Columbia and RCA Victor Recordings (disc 01) – 2:50), I do prefer Kirby’s version, but the quality of that version that I have is a bit dodgy. Not really up to places like CBD at all.
Jump Steady – 172bpm – 2004 – 2:39
I don’t have the liner notes in front of me, nor do I have another version of this in my itunes, so I’m not sure who the original’s by. But this is fun.
There are many other great tracks, but these are the ones at the front of my brain right now.
I do have some complaints about this album, though. I’m not struck on the vocalist, Kayre Morrison. She’s a bit… hoity toity. This band, all over, is a bit… uptight. Unhep.
I prefer the Willie Bryant versions of Rigamarole and A Viper’s Moan, for example, because they sound rawer, wilder and more emotionally authentic. The problem with some of these recreationist guys, is that they spend so much energy and effort on doing really careful reproductions of other artists’ work, they forget to put themselves into the music. I’ve written about this before here, so I needn’t say more than to repeat the last line of that post: “I like a little grunt, a little grit in my …music”.

Roy Eldridge’s After You’ve Gone

Roy Eldridge’s After You’ve Gone.
I’m feeling a bit tired and bashed about my the anithistamines I’ve had to take to save my sanity (I could, quite possibly, scratch my nose off my face otherwise), so I can’t write much.
Song highlights:
All the Cats Join In – Buster Harding with Roy Eldridge and his Orchestra – 176bpm – 1946 – 2:45
Jump Through The Window – Roy Eldridge and his Orchestra – 154bpm – 1943 – 2:42
Hi Ho Trailus Boot Whip – Roy Eldridge and his Orchestra – 224bpm – 1946 – 2:45
Sometimes a bit too much squawky brass, but also some greatly fun dancing action.

Tommy Dorsey’s Yes Indeed!

I probably spent more on this baby than I should have (I have a $30 dollar limit for single CDs, including postage), but this is some sweet action.
Trev mentioned it eight days ago, I checked it out, did some late night impulse CD purchasing, and it arrived from somewhere foreign yesterday. How’s that for amazingly speedy gratification?
Ok so here’s what I think of it:
Some bits are a bit squawky. But that’s ok… well, I don’t like that squawk much because it sounds fucked at CBD, but it’s ok for this album. Some bits are a bit sweet, but, well, we can ignore that. Overall, there are at least six songs that I’d happily DJ, a couple that I’m very keen to DJ and some that probably need to be tested. There are also a good number of clappy/shouty songs, which is pleasing.
We’re looking at a spread of stuff from 1939 to 1945, reasonable sound quality (well, at home anyway) and some nice liner notes. Not amazing liner notes, but useful liner notes. It seems Sy Oliver is my man.
What tracks? Have a look down there below. But let’s look at some highlights.
What a coincidence – The Minor Goes Muggin’, as crapped on about here (and which I now realise I do like, have liked and have had a copy of for ages). Duke Ellington with Tommy Dorsey’s Orchestra in 1945.
Well, Git It!, made fairly famous with local dancers by the Mad Dog people in 2003 (check out that performance on youtube here). Mad Dog of course included a bunch of now-rockstar dancers. I had a couple of versions of this song, but this is the slower one and it’s decent quality. It’s less sweet than the version that’s on that Swingin’ in Hollywood, but not quite as good as the chunky fun version Mad Dog used.
I really like At the Fat Man’s (more clapping and talking about food) – nice, unscary tempo. Bit squawky, but fun. Fun lyrics, too.
There’s also a great version of Easy Does It (made famous by Basie and his versions are the ones I’ve heard mostly – kind of dull though goodish). This version chunks along and really makes me feel like dancing.
The version of Stomp It Off (a song originally written for Jimmie Lunceford by Sy Oliver and recorded in 1935) isn’t anywhere as good as the Lunceford versions I have. In fact, the Lunceford versions are ones I really adore – they make me dancing-crazy, clock in at about 190bpm and have a fun, upenergy, perky feel. This Dorsey one is a bit too sweet and kind of annoying. The tempo is a bit low as well, so it kind of drags. It doesn’t feel as ‘crisp’ either. But it’s a curiousity.
Swingin’ on Nothing is an old favourite, and I’m fond of it. It’s a trifle slow and draggy for me, but it’s a goody for newer/tireder dancers. Bit squawky, but you know, I can deal.
Well, All Right is fun, but I can’t decide if it’s the same song as the Lunceford Well Alright Then, which I’m fond of. There are vocals in this Dorsey one and they’re different tempos. I don’t think they’re the same. The Lunceford one is better, of course. But this is kind of fun. Reminds me of Calloway. But Calloway sung by a straighty-one-eighty chick.
There are songs like Opus #1 which everyone has a copy of and I don’t particularly like. It’s ok.
So What, Quiet Please and Swing High are fasty fun tracks (I prefer the last one, but there’s good shouting in Quiet Please). The rest are either a bit sweet, a bit slow or a bit dumb. Or I’ve just forgotten to talk about them.
But this is actually a good album if you want some good Dorsey action.
Lonesome Road, Part 1 Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 1939 Yes, Indeed! 2:36
Lonesome Road, Part 2 Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 129 1939 Yes, Indeed! 2:19
Well, All Right Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 150 1939 Yes, Indeed! 3:13
Night In Sudan Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 139 1939 Yes, Indeed! 3:14
Stomp It Off Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 160 1939 Yes, Indeed! 3:46
Easy Does It Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 155 1939 Yes, Indeed! 3:15
Quiet Please Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 292 1940 Yes, Indeed! 2:47
So What Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 301 1940 Yes, Indeed! 2:43
Swing High Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 251 1941 Yes, Indeed! 2:49
Swanee River Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 111 1941 Yes, Indeed! 3:14
Deep River Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 277 1941 Yes, Indeed! 3:59
Yes, Indeed! Sy Oliver and Jo Stafford with Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 134 1941 Yes, Indeed! 3:30
Loose Lid Special Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 114 1941 Yes, Indeed! 2:47
Swingin’ On Nothin’ Sy Oliver and Jo Stafford with Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 126 1941 Yes, Indeed! 3:17
Hallelujah Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 277 1941 Yes, Indeed! 3:04
Moonlight On The Ganges Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 136 1942 Yes, Indeed! 2:55
Well, Git It! Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 189 1942 Yes, Indeed! 3:03
Mandy, Make Up Your Mind Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 152 1942 Yes, Indeed! 2:59
Opus #1 Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 170 1944 Yes, Indeed! 2:55
Chloe Edythe Wright with Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 1945 Yes, Indeed! 3:14
At The Fat Man’s Charlie Shavers with Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 151 1945 Yes, Indeed! 3:11
The Minor Goes Muggin’ Duke Ellington with Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra 177 1945 Yes, Indeed! 3:01