Word: tunefully
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Katy (1918) and Barney Google (1923) was selling a-copy-a-minute over sheet music counters, might well go on to the fabulous two million high of Yes, We Have No Bananas (1923). The three U. S. phonograph companies (Victor. Decca, Brunswick-Columbia) were distributing the tune under their dozen-odd labels. A tie, a sofa, a cigaret holder were named after the piece. At the St. Paul Hotel in St. Paul, Minn., Bandmaster Bernie Cummins reported he had received more requests for it than for any other number. So did Bandmaster Ozzie Nelson at Manhattan's Lexington Hotel...
...Trombonist Riley told how he had played it on a battered German flügel horn for several months this autumn, how it had become a sensation among metropolitan stay-up-lates, how Rudy Vallee had put it on the air, thus starting its phenomenal popularity. As to the tune's creation, Riley said that one night a girl came into the Onyx Club. "She's pretty high," he recalled. "She says, 'Is that instrument hard to play?' I say, 'Why no. You just sing it. You blow in here and it comes out there...
...dozen the back looked like 'so much putrefied liver.' After a time the bones showed through, blood burst from the bitten tongue and lips of the victim, and, expelled from his lungs, dribbled through his nostrils and ears. ... To be flogged through the Fleet to the tune of the 'Rogue's March' meant almost certain death, if not on the spot, a few days later; and on being sentenced to this fiendish punishment, an offender was usually offered the choice of being hanged. A severe flogging smashed a man; he was ill for weeks after...
...felt called to be missionaries. Hand in hand they went through the wood-to China. Here Carie began to wake up, when she saw what Christianity meant to Chinese converts. When Chinese women sang hymns, "everyone sang as quickly and as loudly as she could. . . . No one sang the tune, but only his own. . . . The old lady next to her rocked back " forth squeaking in a high falsetto, gabbling at a terrific speed, her long fingernail following the characters down the page. She finished ahead of all the other singers, slapped her book shut, and sat down in triumph. . . ." While...
...Stong remains at the top of his heap, lustily cock-a-doodling. At 36 he is president of the Authors Club. His latest novel. Career, pleased his friends, fooled nobody. A specious, shrewdly contrived melodrama of Iowa small-town life, Career rang all the approved changes on the old tune of the unconsidered village wise man, the turkey-gobbler-villain banker, the solid youth who will go far, and the girl with bad blood who has come far enough. It was in orchestrating this hackneyed melody that Tinpanner Stong showed his real ability. And, whether...