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...funny the way one musician can change the entire sound of a jazz band. Last week, before the official opening of Steve Connelly's Rathskeller, a trumpeter named Shad Collins was playing with the Vic Dickenson-Buster Bailey outfit in the little cellar in back of the Bradford. Little Shad is a former Basie star, but his playing, strangely enough, was straight from the Delta, and the group had the most authentic New Orleans sound heard in Boston for some time...
Heroes, like Hudson River shad, are a notably perishable commodity; no matter how brightly they may gleam when they are hauled into public view, they have a disconcerting tendency to spoil if they are left in the sun. Those who do not go gracefully to an early grave often fall easy prey to baldness, fallen arches and the horrors of earning a living. Even if they avoid relief rolls, and skid-road bars, they are still apt to end up squirting old ladies with water pistols at American Legion conventions...
Squirrels doggedly went on gathering nuts. Oak trees continued to shed their leaves, though with an embarrassed air as if committing some social indiscretion. But other flora and fauna rebelliously refused to believe that it was really autumn. Shad (rarely seen after August) swam back up New Jersey streams, querulously tried to spawn. The giddier of Washington's famed cherry trees blossomed. Dogs panted in upstate New York, which had been blanketed by snow four weeks before. Flies came dazedly back to life, mosquitoes whined, roses and lilacs budded. An ostrich in the Cleveland zoo squatted with springtime ceremony...
...which made the musicomedy Let's Face It famous. In this, while triple-tonguing his "de-geet gat giddle," Kaye mimicked an inductee pleading for deferment because of bad ears, flat feet, ulcers, decayed teeth; took him into training with a few key words like "Shad-ap!" (indicating a tough top sergeant) or "hut, tut, t'ree, fo" (for long marches). But mostly it was all "riddle-de biddle, de reep...
...River. They are picked each spring by the Malicite Indians, and here in New Brunswick we regard them as a great delicacy. Hope you will too. They are cooked like spinach, until tender, and served well buttered, if you can find any butter these days. They go better with shad, salmon or alewives than anything else I know...