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Time, Gentlemen. In Columbus, Ohio, burglars who had broken into the Honky Tonk Grill told a man trying to get in, "Sorry, buddy, we're closed," learned when the police picked them up that they had given the brushoff to the owner...
...Adventures of McGraw (Tues. 9 p.m., E.D.T.. NBC). To the honky-tonk strains of One for My Baby, McGraw (he has no first name, is played by Frank Lovejoy) loose-jointedly saunters into view, occasionally raking his sinewy fingers through his crew-cut hair. Badmen usually underestimate McGraw, but all women smile seductively at him. He hits it off fine with most cops, who overlook his occasional infractions in the line of duty. The most human of all TV's hireling snoopers, McGraw has sometimes mistaken a crook's pocketed finger for a gun, has dived prudently...
Jazzman Camp wields his gallused, honky-tonk style on an Emory Cook record called The New Clavichord. The old-fashioned clavichord has a gentle tinkle, but partly through the recording technique, Camp gives such numbers as Wing and a Prayer and Cocktails for Two an ice-edged, splintered sound full of white fire and ghostly glimmer. In Slow Slow Blues he etches some wonderfully spidery lines. The sound is not for everybody, but Camp is convinced: "It brings out the contrapuntal lines. It lends itself to blues beautifully...
...Pete played back when jazz was dirt, and money like I said come from funerals, and maybe a honky-tonk or some dance hall over Storyville. They played beat-up horns and cigar-box banjos and basses made from barrels; and Pete had an old piano goods for noise but no tone-so they let the rhythm carry the tune, and they had more than enough of that. And pretty soon the people got to like the noise, and things moved fast and loud, like anybody'll tell who's heard an old-time band battle...
...Francisco's Italian district: operatic arias and duets, spiritedly and sometimes expertly sung. Most performers are part-time professionals-old opera hands in semiretirement or music students who work and take lessons during the day, sing several nights a week at the bar. There is no honky-tonk hanky-pank at the Bocce; the men, in white shirts and black string ties, and the women, in flowered skirts and modest blouses, sit stiffly on the tiny stage, waiting their turns to line out La donna è mobile or Un bel di. The audiences come to hear music, and they...