The highbrows are swingin' with the lowbrows....
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Clearly an episode of kismet. (Should that be capitalized, or am I just thinking of the musical?) Just before Christmas, my fine friend and fellow Pennsylvanian dharmachris posted one of my favorite Cab Calloway songs, "Everybody Eats When They Come To My House." Later that day, while scouring the CD racks at a local books 'n' music chain in our local consumer district in a vain attempt to find a Blossom Dearie CD for Mrs. Ivylander's stocking, I came across the source of that Calloway cut. Snapped it up immediately, it should go without saying. It's a nifty little 22-track Calloway collection, impeccably remastered. You'd never guess the recordings are all from 1940 to 1945, so crisp and clear are they. And by God is this fun - a cracking band, a cracked lyrical sense and unlimited reserves of jumpin' jive. I can't think at the moment of a performer who, at his peak, offers as much sheer goofy joy as Calloway. Dig this if you can....




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