Jazz on a Summer's Day (1959) - full transcript
Set at the Newport jazz festival in 1958, this documentary mixes images of water and the town with performers and audience. The film progresses from day to night and from improvisational music to Gospel. It's a concert film that suggests peace and leisure, jazz at a particular time and place.
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
-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
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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