Sunday, 28 April 2019

Big Band Jazz Jam on the National Mall; Lazing on a Sunday Afternoon














Memories and Echoes of Duke Ellington

It Don't Mean A Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing) - Duke Ellington and His Famous Orchestra (1932)





Echoes of Ellington, Washington DC

I can almost hear the clink and tinkle
Of Duke’s jazz piano
Taking shape on Ninth and R
At Louis Thomas’ cabaret.
I reconstruct the place and spot,
The siren songs, the playful rags,
Sonny’s drums, the banjorine.

I can hear Duke and his sidemen swing
Invited to the White House now,
Performing for the President.
Not far on foot from that cabaret-site,
A long, long way from where he used to play
What You Gonna Do When the Bed Breaks Down”.
A suitable song for the White House.

All hail Mrs Clinkscales!
Well done T Street 1212!
Duke’s childhood home, but
Where’s the plaque?
Well done 9th and R!
20th and R! (and those between);
Sherman Avenue 2728!

 I saw him in Bournemouth,
Where I went backstage.
("How do you find the English weather?"
-“Ah feel no pain”).
Again in Addis Ababa
Playing for Haile Selassie.
The Duke and the Emperor:

Two conquering lions
About to be tamed.
All hail His Imperial Majesty!
A Command Performance for Ras Tafari:
- We thank you, Duke.
I can almost hear their siren swan-song;



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