When I worked in midtown a few years ago, I used to pass a stretch of 7th called W.C. Handy Place every day, and, in my naivete, it meant nothing to me. Then I got the "Louis Armstrong Plays W.C. Handy" album.
Good stuff.
This was one of Handy's bigger hits (although for some reason in this movie they changed it to "Careless Love" when it's actually "Loveless Love") sung here by Nat Cole and Eartha Kitt, who, of course, just slipped off this mortal coil. Today we get Miley Cyrus and The Jonas Brothers. Sigh.
Friday, January 02, 2009
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