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...fact that Vag had left Cambridge and driven over the scenic route south through Mattapan and other such unpleasant locales was in itself an event of more than usual moment. It required the beautiful concept of Lester Lanin playing his cotillion-brand music before thousands of uncouth wonks who had never seen the inside of a ballroom, much less L.L. in person. To lure Vag to Brockton, of course, the fact that Jerri Vale and Joni James, along with the "live-five" disk-jockey staff of WBZ, would be sharing the same bandstand with the great man added...
...imagined several possibilities: first, that of L.L. being torn to tiny fragments by roaring rock'n'roll partisans when they discovered that "Lestah don't rock;" second, that of a large-scale riot as the crowd grew restive listening to the sedate, proper beat of Mr. Lanin's society ensemble; and finally, that of a possible conversion of the Lanin band to the new rock'n'roll medium. Any of these would be well worth a trip to Brockton, and as Vag entered the square, his anticipation was high...
...playing before such a wonderful crowd and for such a noble cause (a clinic for child guidance, the need for which was amply demonstrated during the course of the evening), and proceeded to his music ("the order of the day"). After running through a pleasant little medley of Lester Lanin favorites, L.L. brought his musicians to a halt and turned around to accept the fervent applause of the appreciative multitude. There was no applause. Lester thanked the audience anyway, and, rather embarrassed, went back to a second medley...
...exhortations on the part of L.L. and the disk-jockeys, Lester's music did not seem to move the populace to a spirit of dancing. Indeed, there were probably no more than ten people dancing in the entire square, two of which Vag noticed rocking to a medium-pace Lanin fox-trot. After this set was completed, followed again by a deafening silence, a long line of state and local celebrities filed onto the bandstand to say a few ungrammatical sentences to the assembly. Most nobable among them was perhaps Mayor Phil Des-Rosiers who welcomed one and all, expressed...
After a few more attempts at musical excitement, L.L. gave up and pulled out his ace-in-the-hole, Lester Lanin hats, which he tossed benevolently to the agitated throng immediately in front of the bandstand. The last of the hats brought silence anew, and Vag began to fear anew that his sadistic dreams of mutilation and riot would go unrealized. His last hope lay in Joni James and Jerri Vale, and they failed him. The crowd watched mutely as Joni and Jerri appeared, sang their songs and left; Lester began to play again...