Word: hepcats
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Hepcat Hurdle. On the West Coast, some jukebox operators upped their price to 10? a record. In San Francisco, Jukebox King Jack Ehrlich reported some resistance to dime-a-record, three-for-a-quarter players. But in San Jose the new dime jukeboxes paid for their coin-box alterations in a week, showed a 50% increase in gross take...
Something in the Wind (Universal-International) tries desperately, and without success, to make a hepcat out of Deanna Durbin. As a lady disc jockey who breaks into song at improbable moments, Deanna runs afoul of a socialite prig (John Dall) who thinks she is out to blackmail him. While giving him his comeuppance, she hopefully wiggles her hips and sings a couple of songs in the manner of a self-consciously refined Betty Hutton. Instead of seizing its opportunity for a few good-natured jabs at the jitterbug cult, Something in the Wind quickly sinks in a welter of foolish...
...terrific" stuff inside, but usually hurried on when they heard the noise coming out the door. There were a few familiar names-"Hot Lips" Page, Maxine Sullivan, Georg Brunis-but few fresh performances. The street was full of has-beens and never-wases. It took a tin-eared hepcat to stand it. But last week, after many a season, music was back on 52nd Street...
...into radio. Said she: "You talk all the time anyway; you might as well get paid for it. Station WDGY, in Minneapolis, took him on as announcer, jazz-record-player, occasional vocalist. He built up a sizable following of jitterbugs for his record program, White Heat, enrolled many a hepcat in his White Heat Club of America. When he moved across the river to St. Paul's station KSTP, Minneapolitans remembered him chiefly for the double talk he ad-libbed between records. It sounded something like: "Come on, you pulsating, cheerilating, titillating, palsadictasomnadictadypsomaniacs of thermal rhythm, and listen...
...Radar Rockettes made their debut, the Cruft Laboratory has not been the same. There was a time when one could enter the austere building and walk through quiet, dignified halls. Now all is changed. An undercurrent of swing is plainly discernible and one has the jivy feeling that a hepcat session is somewhere in progress though hidden from the electronic eyes of student and faculty...