Friday, April 10, 2009

Your random Gamble Rogers moment of the evening

Damn. I'm singing the praises of Youtube again. What a wealth of "can't find it anywhere else" stuff.

Tell it, Gamble!
And this Marita considered herself an interpretress of the modern dance. And Lo! Whenever the dulcet and mellifluous tones of Miss Peggy Lee were heard to resonate upon the Wurlitzer, singing that grand old American standard "Fever", Marita would lose herself in an engaging series of peregrinations, pirouettes, and bumps and grinds, calculated to leave even the most diffident of observers fraught with horn.
Watch the whole thing:



Which, BTW, uses the phrases "monodigital articulation", "a great manswarm gaggle of Arcadian underachievers", and "unslaked carnality". You know you want to hear about the "unslaked carnality". Go on, you know you want to.

UPDATE: Wow. Clicking through more, I see that Florida has named a state recreation area for the Great Gamble, the Gamble Rogers Memorial State Recreation Area at Flagler Beach. Well, he was a great storyteller and guitar picker, and he died while trying to save a drowning man at that beach. Hats off, Gamble.

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