[acid-jazz] war, with music

From: David Luckin (David_Luckin_at_WJCT.pbs.org)
Date: 2003-02-14 21:51:46

  • Next message: nethed: "Re: [acid-jazz] with war, without music"

    Hang in there Christina we're all in this together... and I saw 100's of Robins this morning so spring is in the air as Pace
    reminds us... Let's all pray that Peace Breaks out soon... ... ... ... ... ...

    From The Gershwin Brothers comes Slap That Bass:
    The year was 1937 and the world was at war with the dictators in charge... and on the silver screen was "Shall We Dance: from
    RKO Pictures with anti depression medicine through music!! Delivered by Fred Astaire the epitome of class then and NOW!!

    - Slap That Bass

    Zoom - zoom, zoom - zoom,
    The world is in a mess.
    With politics and taxes
    And people grinding axes,
    There's no happiness
    Zoom - zoom, zoom - zoom,
    Rhythm lead your ace!
    The future doesn't fret me
    If I can only get me
    Someone to slap that bass

    Happiness is not a riddle
    When I'm list'ning to that big bass fiddle.

    Slap that bass -

    Slap it till it's dizzy.

    Slap that bass -

    Keep the rhythm busy.

    Zoom, zoom, zoom -
    Misery - You got to go.

    Slap that bass -

    Use it like a tonic.

    Slap that bass -

    Keep your Philharmonic
    Zoom, zoom, zoom -
    and the milk and honey will flow!

    Dictators would be better off
    If they zoom-zoomed now and then;

    Today you can see that the happiest of men

    All got rhythm.

    In which case,
    If you want to bubble -

    Slap that bass;
    Slap away your trouble.

    Learn to zoom, zoom, zoom -
    Slap that bass!

    Dictators would be better off
    If they zoom-zoomed now and then
    Today you can see that the happiest men
    All got rhythm
    All got rhythm
    In which case if you want to bubble
    Slap that bass
    Slap away your trouble
    Learn to zoom zoom zoom
    Slap that bass!!

    Shall We Dance RKO 1937

    And from Swingtime when the dark clouds of war were on the Horizon... Fred sang this to Ginger and this little ditty lifted
    spirits... Peter Tosh did his version in the early 80's and boy did we need it then...

    Nothing's impossible, I have found.
    For when my chin is on the ground,
    I pick myself up, dust myself off,
    Start all over again.
    Don't lose your confidence if you slip.
    Be grateful for a pleasant trip,
    And pick yourself up; dust yourself off;
    Start all over again.
    Work like a soul inspired
    'Til the battle of the day is won.
    You may be sick and tired,
    But you'll be a man, my son.
    Will you remember the famous men
    Who have to fall to rise again.
    So take a deep breath;
    Pick yourself up;
    Dust yourself off;
    Start all over again.

    Pick Yourself Up
    Music: Jerome Kern
    Lyrics: Dorthy Fields