Word: trumpeting
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Diners near the bandstand could hear the squeal of the buzz mute being fitted into the bell of the horn. The pudgy little man with the wispy mustache lifted the tarnished trumpet, looked right to the piano player, back to the drummer. Then Trumpeter Jonah Jones patted out two measures with a soft left foot and took the first three pickup notes of I Could Have Danced All Night...
...through the murky rooms, slowly Jonah works his muted way through the numbers his fans want to hear-Rose Room, 76 Trombones, Too Close for Comfort, and his signature, Mack the Knife. Throughout, Jonah juggles the symbols of his success-the bagful of mutes through which he makes his trumpet whisper and wail, growl, shiver and soar...
...Good, Happy Style. Jonah used to blow his horn open, and no man in the business blew it better. But Jonah's clarion trumpet call sounded too loud over the tinkle of cocktail conversation, and for most of his career he was never able to make it into the plush jazz caves where the money lies. Then in 1955 he had an offer to fill in at The Embers, reluctantly agreed to play with a mute, and quickly evolved the "good, happy style" that has brought the crowds running to him ever since...
...Jeakins' lovely costumes. And she is a beautiful creature to listen to; being an accomplished musician, she is able to capture most of the music as well as the meaning of the lines, a goal that still eludes the other members of the cast. And, when necessary, she can trumpet forth a "Blistered by they tongue For such a wish!" that tingles the spine...
There is no more potent musicomedy fuel on Broadway than Ethel Merman, and she powers Gypsy with 50 million lbs. of personality thrust. But the show merely quivers on the launching pad. Its book is drab and uninventive; its songs are also-rans, though the trumpet-tonsiled Merman voice is always in the winner's circle. Jerome Robbins' dance spoofs are designed to show how funny-awful vaudeville was, and by sheer glut and garishness turn pretty gaudy-awful themselves. A Mermanly try at playing up Mama's spunk and jollifying her sadism fails when the script...