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...London, where he made his first success outside the U.S. 23 years ago, Louis ("Satchmo") Armstrong, trim, happy and 55, returned with his New Orleans-style trumpet. Louis had not been back since 1932, mostly because England and the U.S. mutually refused to admit foreign bands (TIME, March 26). This time he was welcomed on an exchange agreement. happily took his All-Stars into cavernous (capacity: 8,000) Empress Hall to play two shows a night for ten nights. The band was seated on a slowly revolving stage in the center of the arena, and for a full hour...
...Grace Kelly and Monaco's Prince Rainier III announced that they will be married twice (in civil and Roman Catholic ceremonies) during a four-day fete, slated for an April 18th opening gun in Monaco. Among all sorts of folks on the guest list: hot-trumpeting Bandleader Louis ("Satchmo") Armstrong, who announced that he and his cats will jive up one of the receptions...
There are now no less than 17 recorded versions of Mack the Knife spinning across the U.S., and most of the horror has gone out of it. U.S. Composer-Author Marc Blitzstein has effectively translated the Berlin slang into American, but as Satchmo growls the words, the listener is amused rather than chilled by the corpse sinking into the river, weighted down by what Armstrong insists on calling "ceee-ments...
Mack the Knife (Louis Armstrong combo; Columbia). An uptempo, updated version of Kurt Weill's wonderful old ragtime hit from The Threepenny Opera (1928). Satchmo plays a lilting chorus and growls some free variations on the fine Marc Blitzstein lyrics (1954). Then he hears a shouted "Take it, Satch," and the Armstrong trumpet takes it high...
While washing down Southern fried chicken with orange juice in Charlotte, N.C., torrid Trumpeter Louis ("Satchmo") Armstrong, a blower of wild-valved cadenzas that could never be confused with the strains of Bandleader Guy ("the sweetest music this side of Heaven") Lombardo, double-crossed his own feverish admirers. Between gulps, Satchmo satchmoed: "Lombardo's the greatest. He is relaxin'. He got a good style, and he ain't tryin' to fool nobody. The new cats around now, they ain't provin' nothin...