Screenland ((Jan–Jun 1947))

Fred Robbins Right Off the Record Continued from page 33 your ear with lush wax and makes you glad you've got that hearing flap. Dig these tunes— "I'm Sorry I Made You Cry," "I Concentrate on You," "How Deep Is the Ocean," "That Old Black Magic," "Over the Rainbow," "All the Things You Are," "She's Funny That Way," and "Embraceable You." Better lay in a goodly supply of smellin' salts. Whatta set of tonsils! What an album! (Columbia C 124) JOHNNY MERCER: "I Do, Do, Do Like You," "Movie Tonight." The Georgia Cracker on the lacquer! Pip of a calypso that's very cacciatore. Chirps J.M. — "I don't like meat, spinach I don't like, too — I don't like anything that's good for me, but I do, do, do like you." And there's an ad lib about Carmen Lombardo that'll floor you — "Hey, Carmen, get the flashlight — I cannot find the melody." Flip is a nice hunk of bounce anent the great American pastime — "Movie Tonight"— which one shall it be? Screenland's full of such G-2. (Capitol) CHARLEY SPIVAK: "Let's Go Home," "Stomping Room Only." Coupla jump tunes by Papa Charley — 'member "Let's Go Home"? He waxed it once before for Okeh but try and get it on that label. Nice to dig it again. "Stomping Room Only" was Henry Busse's trademark and C.S. does most righteously by it. (Victor) MEL TORME: "I'm Yours," "Who Cares What People Say." This is the kid with the voice like a velvet fog whose enchantin' chantin' is the greatest thing since kissin'. No woofin' — Mel gets under your skin and puts velvet between your vertabrae. Phrasing that's amazing! "I'm Yours" is the old standard and it's bliss, Sis. Turn Torme over on his tummy for that gorgeous melody from the picture about the gal who wouldn't stop gnashing her fangs — you know, "Nora Prentiss." From the way he treads on our sound flap we'd say Mel Torme can't miss being the biggest thing since Nancy's Daddy. (Musicraft) MARGARET WHITING: "Guilty," "Oh, But I Do." Maggie does right by her late Dad, Dick Whiting, who left us some wonderful songs, among 'em "Guilty." She wraps her lungs around it with tender affection and feeling. He'd be proud of her if he could hear it, and who knows, maybe he can, it's that heavenly. Reverse is from "The Time, the Place and the Girl," and the one you've been catching on the Hit Parade so much. M-m-m. (Capitol) GENE KRUPA: "Opus One," "Valse Triste." Come on, latch on and jump — hey, hey, hey! Lung exercise by Anita O'Day with Genie with the light brown drumsticks. And how it rocks! Comes on like the Hound of the Baskervilles! Try and keep your ankle bone quiet to this riot. T'other cheek is a kid named Sibelius' "Valse Triste," and 'tis anything but sad, lad. Real powerhouse rock, Doc. (Columbia) GORDON MACRAE: "Oh, But I Do," "Flattery Will Get You Nowhere," "Heartaches," "If I Had My Life to Live Over." Here's the star of the Teentimers Club program — which you dig every Saturday at 11:00 in the early bright on NBC, and which yours truly announces. Gordie's a combination of Haymes and Como, and that's not celery and olives. Young, oh-so-hubba and a big future — they're all Mac's — these'll show you why. (Musicraft and Appolo) BENNY GOODMAN: "Lonely Moments," "Whistler's Blues," "It Takes Time," "Moon-Faced, Starr y-Eyed." These're Rachel's Pop's first biscuits for Capitol but something went wrong with the recipe 'cause for a guy with the genius of B.G. they're inauspicious and quite nowhere — nothin' happens. First two are by Mary Lou Williams and . all that's tasty is the Goodman woodwind. Johnny Mercer lifts his lungs on the last two wafers but does much better on his ownsy, Jonesy. Come on, Benny — get with it! (Capitol) LIONEL HAMPTON: "Robbins in Your Hair," "Blow-Top Blues." Those "Robbins" in your locks refer to this taxpayer— Lionel doing this cookie as a tribute and a very thrilling one. Oodles of those golden pipes, on which Hamp is so great, and a fine beat augments the stuff in your hair with a mound of sound in your ears. Thanks scads, Hamp! Dinah Washington is the chick who's blowin' her top on the back. (Decca) DICK HAYMES: "Easy to Love," "The Girl That I Marry." Open that mouth, Richard! And how this kid does. And how tranquil the stuff that comes out. This guy sings right from his toes — his mama taught him, you know — she must be proud for sure. First side 'specially should be tried on your larynx to give you an idea of how tough it is to sing, but F.O.B. Haymes it flows like honey. (Decca) HARRY JAMES: "You'll Never Know," "Keb-Lah." Mr. James on the flames! And Betty's boy horns in with a versatile cookie. First side shows the soft and relaxed facet of H. J., but turn it over and off he goes on a right bright flight with Willie Smith on alto sax and Juan Tizol on trombone. A brisk disc! (Columbia) ELLA FITZGERALD: "Guilty," "Sentimental Journey." Oh, that Ella! That epiglottis has got us! When this gal sings it's like the wind in the willow trees. Wait till your ear comes to grips with this. Yummy! (Decca) STAN KENTON: "Concerto to End All Concertos." Another biscuit in Stan's series of "Progressive Jazz" waxings, this 'un is a two sider and shows the great Kenton Krew at its best. This gang sends you home and drops you on the front porch. Catch Vido Musso on tenor, Eddie Safranski on bass, Boots Mussulli on alto, Ray Wetzel on trumpet and Mr. Kenton fermentin' on piano. Stuff is murderistic, futuristic and hard! (Capitol) DORIS DAY: "It Takes Time," "Pete." Doris' first cookie for Columbia as a solo artist — and what an enticing slicing! 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