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Johnny’s Knocking

When I was a boy, most of the music around our place came from my dad’s records. For the longest time, the only music I heard my mom listen to were a few Englebert Humperdinck records, and even then, not so often. That is until one day I came across 3 or 4 records in the house by a guy who went by the name Li’l Wally. These records were all sung in Polish, and one of them seemed to be all spicy tunes because when my mom listened to it, her face went red and she laughed so hard.

I didn’t know anything about this Li’l Wally guy. How would I know about some guy who sang in Polish? I couldn’t speak the language. My mom could, although there were holes in her Polish. She would use it when she talked to her sisters on the phone, when she didn’t want me or Susan or Joey to know what they were talking about. She filled the holes with English words though, and there were enough of them that sometimes we could get the idea.

Li’l Wally was Walter Jagiello. He played Chemnitzer concertina and drums, and he made up polkas which he sung in English and in Polish. He started out playing with Eddie Zima’s group in Chicago before starting his own Happy Harmony Boys. He was the King of Chicago Style polka, maybe the King of all polka, I don’t know. What I do know is that he had that something that no matter what the genre, makes someone a star. I don’t know how to define it exactly. Maybe the word is charisma.

Here is Li’l Wally performing Johnny’s Knocking on the Lawrence Welk show.

And here’s the When I was Single Oberek

And one more…Oh How She Lied….featuring Li’l Wally on drums and vocals

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Gray Eagle

I haven’t posted here in a couple days, but not to worry I haven’t abandoned ship – just recharging my ever so small brain. Meanwhile enjoy some great old time picking. Here are Cathy Barton and Dave Para, two of my fave players, performing Gray Eagle.

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Mercy, Mercy, Mercy – it’s earworm time at 27th Street

For some reason I don’t know, I have the Joe Zawinul tune, Mercy, Mercy, Mercy on my mind. Here’s the Cannonball Adderley Quintet performing it, with Mr. Zawinul on electric piano….

The best way to deal with an earworm is to share it, so enjoy….

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The Changing Face of Twenty Seventh Street – Part 3

When they ripped out all the vegetation and tore down Alma’s house across the street, it must have displaced some local mice. Bruce found a way into the now vacant lot to check it out. He had a tougher time finding his way out.

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Carnage over the Go board

IMG_4637As many of you know, I play the game of Go. I’ve been playing with my friend Vox in particular, since sometime in the 80s. We’ve played thousands of games against one another over the years .

Last night we played 6 games and I won 4, and two of those were by virtue of spectacular, huge kills. the photo above shows the board right after I made the move to seal the fate of the large group of white stones that stretches across the middle of the board. There are a whopping 43 stones stranded without the ability to make the magic “two-eye” shape that assures life. Vox resigned. There was no point playing on. I’m not sure if I’ve ever killed a group quite this large. Seeing a huge group like this fall is a remarkable event in our games.

The play started on the near side of the board. Vox, as white, dropped a stone in fairly close to my outside wall in an effort to negate my potential for territory. I attacked, keeping his group heavy, but I wasn’t able to stop him from running away across the board. He ran toward the far side of the board in order to connect up with the strong group in the far right corner. It looked like he could do it, and in fact he had an opportunity to connect up but failed to do it, and I think that may have been because he thought there wasn’t a sequence that would disconnect him. Unfortunately for Vox, there was, and I found it, neatly killing them all.

Oh my God, they’re all dead.

Those words were music to my ears.

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The Lakeshore Gut Bucket Ramblers

Tonight, “Stouffville Luke” Gregory (guitar), “Uncle Pat” Yerex (Gut Bucket Bass) and I (clawhammer) got together at the open mic at Fair Grounds Coffee here in Long Branch. This is the first time the three of us have performed together. We played Bonaparte’s March, Arkansas Traveler, Old Joe Clark, Cripple Creek and Julianna Johnson.

The Fair Grounds open mic is usually the third Thursday of each month. It’s a lot of fun, very relaxed and supportive. We’ll be back.

Here we are doing our first ever tune together, Bonaparte’s March…