This week's composer was earning a living as a musician at age sixteen. At age eighteen he wrote our song for this week. And his name was not Irving Berlin!
Oh, Jack, for the days when local music was THIS GOOD. Austin was a hoppin' town back then, but was contained enough to have a small-town feel about it. Now the place is a sprawling megalopolis. I'm sure I wouldn't recognize the place.
Thank you for a walk down memory lane on a Saturday morning. Oh that song. I knew all the words to it and then I remembered listening to the radio and my mom always had on Martin Block Make Believe Ballroom. and boy does that make me old!
"Make Believe Ballroom!" What a clever name idea for a radio show. There's another "star" in the vast musical firmament of that era. I am glad that my song brought back that sweet memory for you!
Never knew this tune had words. Have danced to it often.
It's a very danceable tune, for sure! I find it thoroughly charming.
Debra: Utterly fascinating. As always.
And I for one am happy that you hung out (would that be accurate 🤔 ?) at the joint in Austin, for I prefer the version of Uncle Walt’s Band.
Oh, Jack, for the days when local music was THIS GOOD. Austin was a hoppin' town back then, but was contained enough to have a small-town feel about it. Now the place is a sprawling megalopolis. I'm sure I wouldn't recognize the place.
Thank you for a walk down memory lane on a Saturday morning. Oh that song. I knew all the words to it and then I remembered listening to the radio and my mom always had on Martin Block Make Believe Ballroom. and boy does that make me old!
"Make Believe Ballroom!" What a clever name idea for a radio show. There's another "star" in the vast musical firmament of that era. I am glad that my song brought back that sweet memory for you!