Word: doin
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...moving. Mendez isn't picky, and the first single, Intuition, opens with an accordion riff inspired by a Ms. Dynamite song. Still, it's a good riff, and Intuition is a tight, erotic song. Even Jewel is swept up by it, purring something about letting your mind go. On Doin' Fine, she keeps things weightless, singing, "Come on, baby, let's just have fun/Let's breathe stardust into our lungs...
...tuxedo to an actual hound dog (in a tuxedo). In a revealing press comment in Charleston, S.C., the week before the Allen show, Elvis put his music and his performance style into cultural contest: "The colored folks been singing it and playing it just like I'm doin' now, man, for more years than I know. They played it like that in the shanties and in their juke joints, and nobody paid it no mind 'til I goosed...
...watchers' bulletins, and even (in Boston) advice to those contemplating suicide. Teen-agers could hardly live without the telephone--and many parents can hardly live with it. Twisted into every position--so long as it is uncomfortable--teen-agers keep the busy signals going with deathless conversation: "What ya doin? Yeah. I saw him today. Yeah. I think he likes me. Wait'll I change ears. Whaat? Hold on till I get a glass of milk...
...Berlin's musical dexterity was both obvious and ingratiating. He heard Gershwin play with syncopation in "Fascinatin' Rhythm," then executed his own elaborate, fairly daring ricochet rhythms in "Puttin' on the Ritz," "Monkey Doodle Doo" and "Everybody Step." Profligate with melody, he tossed extra bridges into "Doin' What Comes Natur'lly" and his longest (64-bar), finest construction, "Cheek to Cheek." The strange chord shift in bridge to "You're Laughing at Me" has endeared the song to jazzmen...
...Lazy" (1924), Joan Morris and William Bolcom, on "Blue Skies: Songs by Irving Berlin" (recorded 1985, released 1990). Mezzo-soprano Morris and pianist Bolcom, those most joyful archivists of antique pop, turn this ode to indolence into a statement on the ecstasy of doin' nothin'. A classical classic...