Showing posts with label Dean Martin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dean Martin. Show all posts

Friday, February 13, 2009

Friday Fun With Fellas

Just like this video. Makes me smile. The cup of talent runneth over--lots in this. Imagine, back in the day, to spend a Friday night- just to hang out with these guys? This video is from June 1965, when Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, and yes, Johnny Carson, along with Sammy Davis Jr perform a benefit for March of Dimes, in St. Louis. The song, The Birth of the Blues, is a classic by Sammy, especially when done solo. Yet there's something about this performance. Dean, Frank, Johnny and Sammy. So vibrant and so much fun. How can you NOT smile? To be reminded of how it was. What a Friday night could really be.

Cue the memory.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

John McCain and Jerry Lewis...

What do they have in common? I do not know, except I watched them both on my TV, right after the other. For John McCain, I sat through his visit on The View. As for Jerry Lewis I revisited “Boeing, Boeing’—his 1965 movie with Tony Curtis. I sat uncomfortable as I watched both.

First John McCain. How many times did he repeat how he prayed each day? I would be more impressed if he mentioned it just once or twice. I do believe John McCain expected his visit to be a cozy gab fest. Barbara and Whoopi thought otherwise. Joy held her own, as Elisabeth just beamed, while Sherry remained silent. Gotta love Whoopi’s question if Sarah Palin would be a better VP than, say, John Adams, since John McCain said Sarah Palin was the best VP ever. Then Whoopi inquired slavery should be worried about. Since John McCain wanted those that would interpret the Constitution how the found fathers did. Hmm. All good in theory, however those 230 something years ago, those founding fathers owned people they felt rated less than a whole man and/or a beast of burden, plus women had no rights. Uncomfortable for me because I thought Barbara and Whoopi were ready to do a little WWF Smackdown—if they so could—at any minute.

Jerry Lewis. OK—ya know, I admit, when I was around ten years old, I wanted to marry this guy. You’re asking, “Huh?” Yea, I did. There was something about him, I found attractive at such a young age. I’d sit in our town’s moving picture show every time one of Jerry’s movies came out. I didn’t quite fathom that he and Dean Martin were no longer a team. I just knew Dean wasn’t always in the movies with Jerry. Anyway, in Boeing, Boeing, Jerry starred with hunky Tony Curtis. Shoulda been Dean Martin, however, I digress-Tony had the best lines. Jerry had some, but he was more the straight man. More subdued—so different than roles past. I wondered what went thru Jerry’s mind at the time. How did he feel about having an equal billed male co-star that wasn’t Dean Martin? Uncomfortable for me, because as full of fluff as this movie was, I watched every minute. And enjoyed what I watched every minute of.

DDon’t be hatin’

Thoughts of Past Loves

The Holidays are pretty much right here. Yep.  Especially since three Christmas movies, in the last three days, between Lifetime and Ha...