Jazz on a Summer's Day (1959) - full transcript

Yeah.

-Woo!
-Jimmy Giuffre,

Bob Brookmeyer, Jim Hall.

My fellow Rhode Islanders,

I am here
at the annual jazz festival,

and I've just spoken here
a few words.

On my way down here, though,

a fact that I want to stress
to my fellow citizens

in Rhode Island generally,

I was impressed with
the traffic on our roads,

and it's going to be increasing



for the holiday, the 4th,
and the days before and after.

And I do hope
that everyone who drives a car

will seriously remind himself
or herself,

as the case may be,

that they must take
extra precautions.

We don't want
their own enjoyment

as well as that of the rest
of their fellow citizens

to be endangered by accidents

which are likely to occur
on any holiday season.

Thank you very much.
That all right?

Read it? I haven't
read it since...

Vaughan, Vaughan 4D.

This stock arrangement
is a hundred years old.

Hello, hello.



-Where are you from, please?
-I'm from East Jesus.

Uh-huh, and why'd you come here?

I came here, you know, I just
came here for the fun of it.

Actually, excuse me.

Let me ask you this,
are you a jazz fan?

-Yeah, actually.
-Uh-huh.

Do you have any
particular favorites?

Yeah, Gerry Mulligan
is my favorite.

-How about you, dear?
-I don't have any favorites.

You don't have
any favorites at all?

-What do you have?
-I don't really like jazz!

You don't?
What did you come here for?

This man wants to know.

-For the ride.
-The ride? It's your car.

Okay, thank you!

Henry Grimes and Roy Haynes
remain on stage to accompany

one of the complete
originals of music,

a man who lives his music,

a man who thinks his music,

and it's possible to say
that he lives and thinks

of little else.

We can't describe him
exactly as "daring"

because I think
he is unconcerned

with any opposition
to his music.

He concerns himself
with such elements

as the quarter tone
which he doesn't find

in our Western scale, so...

...he'll strike two
adjoining notes on the piano,

two adjoining keys
to imply the missing note

that's in between.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Thelonious Monk.

Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen.

This is Alan Young speaking
to you live from the bridge

of the United States destroyer
William R. Rush.

They're located nine miles
south-southeast

of Brenton Reef Lightship
off Newport.

The starting line is
just a few hundred yards

windward of us here.

The third race is
just about to get underway.

The weather out here is sunny

with a smoky haze
on the horizon.

The wind is now blowing
a lively 23 miles an hour.

Just a half an hour ago,
they clocked it

at 18 miles an hour.

It seems to be increasing
all the time,

so it should be
a terrific race today.

Da-dum, da-dum, da-dumpity,

dumpity-dum, da-dum, da-dum

One, two, three, four.

Tenor sax, Sonny Stitt.

Guitar, Sal Salvador.

Yeah!

No gal made

has got a shade
on Sweet Georgia Brown

Two left feet but, oh, so neat

Sweet Georgia Brown

They all sigh and wanna die

for Sweet Georgia Brown

I'll tell you why

You know I don't lie

Much

It's been said
she knocks 'em dead

when she lands in town

Since she came,
why, it's a shame

how she cools 'em down

Fellas she can't get

are fellas she ain't met

Georgia named her,
Georgia claimed her,

Sweet Georgia Brown

Ow, ow, ow

Ow, ow, ow

No gal made has got a shade on

Sweet Georgia Brown

Two left feet but, oh, so neat

Sweet Georgia Brown

They all sigh, wanna die

for Sweet Georgia Brown

I'll tell you just why

You know I don't lie

Not much

It's been said
she knocks 'em dead

when she lands in town

Since she came, it's a shame

how she's cools 'em down

Fellas she can't get

are fellas
this gal has never met

Georgia named her,
Georgia claimed her,

Sweet Georgia Brown

No gal made has got a shade
on Sweet Georgia Brown

Two left feet but, oh, so neat

Sweet Georgia Brown

They all sigh, wanna die
for Sweet Georgia Brown

I'll tell you just why

You know I don't lie

Much, since she came,
why, it's a shame

how she's cools 'em down

It's been said
she knocks 'em dead

when she lands in town

Fellas she can't get

are fellas
this gal has never met

Georgia named her,
Georgia claimed her,

Sweet Georgia Brown

Play a little more!

Picture me upon your knee

Tea for two and two for tea

Can't you see
how happy we could be

Nobody near us
to see us, hear us

Friends, relations,
weekend vacation

Won't have it known
we own a telephone, dear

Dawn will break,
and you'll awake

for me to bake a sugar cake

For you to take
for all the boys to see

We will raise a family,
boy for you, girl for me

Can't you see how happy
we could be, we three

Picture me upon your knee

Tea for two and two for tea

Now can't you see
how happy we could be

Nobody near us
to see us, hear us

Friends, relations,
weekend vacations

Won't have it known
we own a telephone, dear

Dawn will break,
and you'll awake

for me to bake a sugar cake

For you to take
for all the boys to see

We raise a family,
boy for you, girl for me

Can't you see how happy
we could be, we three

Picture me upon your knee

With tea for two and two for tea

Now can't you see
how happy we could be

Nobody near us
to see us, hear us

Friends, relations,
weekend vacations

Won't have it known
we own a telephone, dear

Dawn will break,
and you'll awake

for me to bake a sugar cake

For you to take
for all the boys to see

Raise a family,
boy for you, girl for me

Can't you see how happy
we could be, we three

Mr. Jones.

Picture me upon your knee

With tea for two and two for tea

Now can't you see
how happy we could be

Nobody near us
to see us, hear us

Friends, relations,
weekend vacation

Won't have it known
we own a telephone, dear

Dawn will break,
and you'll awake

for me to bake a sugar cake

For you to take
for all the boys to see

If we raise a family,
a boy for you, a girl for me

Now can't you see how happy
we could be, we three

Can't you see
how happy we could be

Ee, ee

Ee, ee

Ee, ee, ee, ee

ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee

Ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee

Ee, ee, ee

Ee

We three-ee-ee

Anita O'Day.

Hi, everyone,
this is Donna Marks,

and if you can hear that music
in the background,

I bet you can guess
where we are tonight.

We're at the jazz festival,
and let me tell you

it is really wonderful.

What do they say,
"The joint is really jumping"?

I think that's kind of passé
by now.

We have found
a very lovely lady here,

and I think that she is
the one person

who is really responsible
for this jazz festival

and it's Elaine Lorillard.

-How are you tonight, Elaine?
-Very well, thank you.

Are you pleased
with what you see tonight?

-I'm very happy.
-You know, actually,

I think we're very fortunate.

There's no rain,
and I brought along

a heavy leather coat,

and I don't think
I'm gonna need it at all.

No, I don't think so either,
I have a sweater

that I've tucked away in my bag.

Ah, ah.

Ah, ah, ah!

The George Shearing Quintet.

Thank you, we'd like to
welcomeback to the grandstand

Miss Dinah, Dinah Washington.

All of me

Why not take all of me

Can't you see
I'm no good without

You

Well, take my lips

'Cause I want to lose them

Well, take my arms

'Cause I'll never use them

Oh, well, your goodbye

Left me with eyes that cry

How can I

go on, dear, without

You

Say, you took the part

That once was my heart

So I suggest, baby,
that you come and get

the rest of me

Get 'em, Dinah!

Woo-hoo!

Well, your goodbye

Left me with eyes that cry

How do you expect

me to go on, dear, without

You

Since you took the best

Why don't you rush back
and support the rest

Come on, baby

Come on, daddy,
and get all of me

Yeah

Come on, baby

Come on, daddy,
and get all of me

The Gerry Mulligan Quartet
with Art Famer,

Dave Bailey, Bill Crow,
Gerry Mulligan.

With the Newport Blues Band
accompanying

Big Maybelle Smith,
Big Maybelle.

I left my baby with tears
rolling down her cheek

I left my baby with my tears
rolling down her cheek

Well, tell me baby,
tell me when will we meet

Well I love to hear
my baby call my name

Well I love to hear
my baby call my name

Well he calls so easy

Don't go blaming

Hands up high, every body

Hold up high everybody

Up high everybody

Rock on, everybody

Rock on, everybody

Rock on, rock on, rock on

Rock, rock, rock

Well rock

Yeah, rock

Yeah, yeah, yeah rock

Yeah, rock

Well all night long

Let it roll, let it roll
all night long

let it roll,
let it roll, all night long

let it roll, let it roll,
all night long

let it roll,
let it roll, all night long

let it roll, let it roll,
all night long

let it roll

Yeah-oh

All night long

Hey, hey all night long

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

All night

I ain't mad at you, pretty baby

I ain't mad at you, no

I ain't mad at you

Well, don't be mad at me

I ain't mad at you

or wanna change the way you do

I ain't mad

Well baby I ain't mad

No, no, I ain't mad at you

Oh then don't be mad at me

I ain't mad at you

or wanna change the way you do

Hey

You broke your promise

I know you was telling a lie

Well the day I wanted
to quite yah

Or when you broke down
and wanted to cry

Been running around lately

Been running around
and acting fly

Taking out insurance on me

Hoping that I'll turn up
but I ain't done

I ain't mad at you my baby

I ain't mad at you now

I ain't mad at you

I won't change the way you do

Hey-ah

I ain't mad

Hey

I ain't mad

Hey

I ain't mad at you

Anywhere you do

They're really rocking in Boston

Pittsburgh, P.A.

Deep in the heart of Texas

Around the Frisco Bay

All over St. Louis

Way down in New Orleans

All the cats wanna dance with

Sweet Little Sixteen

Sweet Little Sixteen

She's just got to have

About half a million
signed autographs

Her wallet's filled
with pictures

She gets 'em one by one

becomes so excited

Watch her look at her run

Oh, mommy, mommy

Please may I go

It's such a sight to see

Somebody steal the show

Oh, daddy, daddy

I beg of you

Whisper to mommy

It's all right with you

'Cause they'll be
rocking on bandstand

In Philadelphia P.A.

Deep in the heart of Texas

And 'round the Frisco Bay

All over St. Louis

Way down in New Orleans

All the cats wanna dance
withSweet Little Sixteen

'Cause they'll be
rocking on bandstand

Philadelphia P.A.

Deep in the heart of Texas

Around the Frisco Bay

All over St. Louis

Way down in New Orleans

All the cats wanna dance
with Sweet Little Sixteen

Sweet Little Sixteen

She's got the grown up blues

Tight dresses and lipstick

She's sportin' high heel shoes

Oh, but tomorrow morning

She'll have to change her trend

And be Sweet Sixteen

And back in class again

They'll be rockin'in
Boston, Philadelphia, P.A.

Deep in the heart of Texas

Around the Frisco Bay

All over St. Louis

Way down to New Orleans

All the cats wanna dance with

Sweet Little Sixteen

Chuck Berry!

Now with emotion, technique,

precision, and imagination

the music of
The Chico Hamilton Quintet,

Chico Hamilton.

Louis do you ever run
into any language problems

in your travels
around the world?

No, no, I'm the pointiest cat
you ever seen in your life.

I was at an Italian
trumpet player's house,

and his mother was a Countess

While they were
fixing the spaghetti

we was wailing, you know,

and in this big old dining
room, they had this big table

and up in the ceiling they had
Marc Anthony and Cleo

and all them cats
in there painted.

Looking down on ya as if to
say,"Man, you sure could eat."

We have a lot
of fun traveling, man.

Oh, oh, oh, Robert Gordan

he's the big jazz fan
in Brussels,

you know, big lawyer
and when I opened up

at the Palladium,
the first time, you know,

he came and spent
those days in rehearsal

and after rehearsal
we'd take walk around

Charing Square somewhere,

you know, getting
the feel of London.

So I figure he's over there

he can tell them
how much I weigh

I had one of them big pennies,
you know.

Them scales, they don't saylike
I was hundred and something

like that, they say stones.

160 pounds that's about 12
stones or something like that,

but I figured
our friend could dig it.

I said, "You tell me,
I'll put the penny in there."

He said, "Yeah, yeah yeah."

I got up there,
I dropped the penny,

damn I say, "Tell me."

He says, "I don't know."

Oh, man, them laughs
kill you over there.

I had audience with
the Pope too, you know.

He's a fine little fella,
you know.

He was tickled to death
to know that Italian people

enjoyed about music

and he speak on in his subject

in all kinds of languages,
you know.

So he, he's all right, man.

He asked me,
"You got any children?"

You know, I say well,
"No, Daddy,

but we still wailing"

He said...

He said, "But I'm gonna pray
for you, I'm gonna pray for you."

Louis, the city is yours.

Up the lazy river
where the old mill run

Up the lazy river
with the noonday sun

Linger in the shade
of a kind old tree

Throw away your troubles,
dream a dream of me,

Dream a dream of me

Up the lazy river
where the robin's sung

Yes

Two bright lights
as we stroll along

Blue skies up above
and the one love

Up the lazy river

How happy we will be

Mama, yes

Yes, up a lazy river

do-do, zee-zee-yes

Bop-bop-bop dee-dee

Oh yes, my love

Bah-bah, dah, dah, za zen

Bah-boopidy, bob-ba-do,
bop-a-zed

Le-de-de-de, bop-a-dee

Bop-bo-de-de-dah-oo-oh, yeah

Lord say, oh my love

Up the lazy river

What river

Oh, you river

Ooh, you dog river

This is where Billy Cobb
come in, folks.

Old rocking chair's got me

Old rocking chair's got you,
father

Cane by my side

And your cane by your side

Fetch me my gin, son

You know you don't drink gin, Father

'fore I tan your hide

My hide's already tan

Can't get from this cabin,
oh cabin

What cabin, joking, father, yes

Ain't going nowhere

You ain't going nowhere, yes

Just set me here grabbin'

Grabbing

At the flies round
my rocking chair

Rocking chair

Remember my dear
old aunt Harriet

Yes, I remember old aunt Harriet

How long in Heaven she be

Oh, she's been up thereabout
a year and a half, father

Send me sweet chariot

Oh, yah-de-de-de

For the end of the trouble I see

My sweet chariot

Oh, rocking chair's got
me good, got me good

Oh, rocking chair get it father

And judgment day is coming alone

Tell them about it father,
oh-yeah

Chained to my rockin' chair

Now look here father,
you remember old aunt Harriet,

Don't you, I know you knew her

Yeah, I knew her pretty well

But not that well

Bah-bah-de-bo-bo-zed

Yes

Oh chariot, oh chariot

I got to ride,
gotta have a chariot

'Cause the time it troubles
both of us have seen

Nobody knows
the trouble I've seen

Now old rocking chair gets it

Yeah

That rocking chair gets it

And judgment day

Oh, judgment day is here,
oh judgment day is here, yeah

Sitting here chained

To my rocking chair

Saints

Go marching in

When the saints go marching

Again, folks,

On behalf of all the All-Stars

we're very happy
we swung for you folks.

So Danny Barcelona takes
a breakand we cut out, dig it!

Stay with me.

May be have it quite for
just one moment please?

Ladies and gentlemen,

it is Sunday

and it is time for the world's
greatest gospel singer,

Miss Mahalia Jackson.

Everybody talking 'bout
Heaven, ain't goin' there

Heaven, heaven

Everybody talkin'
'boutHeaven, ain't goin' there well

I'm gonna shout and go up

All over God heaven

Heaven

Heaven, oh, yes

Heaven, oh, yeah

Everybody talkin' 'bout
Heaven, ain't goin' there

Heaven, heaven

Everybody talkin'
'boutHeaven, ain't goin' there well

I'm gonna walk,

I'm gonna talk

All over God's Heaven

Didn't it rain, children

Talk about rain, oh my Lord

Didn't it, didn't it

Didn't it fall, my Lord

Didn't it rain

Oh, didn't it rain, children

Talk about rain, oh my Lord

Didn't it, didn't it

Didn't it fall, my Lord

Didn't it rain

Oh it rained forty days
and it rained forty nights

without stopping

Noah was glad when
the rain stopped dropping

Knock at the window,
knock at the door

Come on brother Noah,
can't you take little more

No no, my brothers
you are full of sin

God has the key you can't get in

Just listen as it's raining

Just listen as it's raining,
just listen

As it's raining all day,
all night

All night all day

Just listen as it's raining

Just listen as it's raining

Didn't it rain, children

Rain, oh my Lord

Didn't it, didn't it

Didn't it, oh,
oh my Lord, didn't it rain

Yeah, it rained forty
daysforty nights without stopping

Noah was glad when the rain
stopped dropping

Knock at the window,
knock at the door

Come on brother Noah,
can't you take little more

No, no, my brothers,
you are full of sin

God has the key you can't get in

Would you listen as it's raining

Just listen as it's raining

Just listen as it's raining

Just listen as it's raining

All day, all night

All night, all day

Didn't it rain, children

Rain, oh my Lord

Didn't it, didn't it

Oh my lord

Didn't it rain, rain, rain

Well, it rained forty days,
forty nights without stopping

Noah was glad when
the rain stopped dropping

Knock at the window,
knock at the door

Come on brother Noah,
can't you take little more

No, no, my brothers,
you are full of sin

God has the key,
you can't get in

Would you listen how its raining

Will you listen as it's raining

Just listen as it's raining

Just listen as it's raining

Just listen as it's raining

Just listen as it's raining

Didn't it rain, children

Rain, oh my Lord

Didn't it, didn't it

Didn't it, oh my Lord

Didn't it rain

Rain

Rain

All right just, uh, you make
me feel like I'm a star.

Our Father

Which art

in Heaven

Hallowed be

Thy name

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done

On Earth

As it is

In heaven

Give us

This day

Our daily bread

And forgive us

Our debts

As we forgive

Our debtors

And lead us not

Into temptation

But deliver us

From evil

For thine is the kingdom

And the power

And the glory

Forever

Amen