Subject: The era of the dance band.
Of course it's a question of age and ones life experiences but watching a short film on the Talking Pictures Channel, a channel which shows many of the old black and white movies as well as promotional films made when we were all far more naive and gullible more innocent more accepting of the ordinary event and the ordinary people in them.
In years gone by when we were growing up the influences on our minds were local not international. No TV to disturb our tranquility no online gaming, no false news from 24/7 newscasts to confuse our very understanding of the local world, a world which we knew pretty intimately.
Just now I tuned by chance into a program depicting Eddie Carroll a 1930s band leader who's music depicted the swing and melody of that period. He along with The Ambrosia Orchestra and The Henry Halls Orchestra, were contemporaries, who we often listened to on the radio. The Pictures (the cinema) which we visited perhaps every other Saturday in the form of Pathe News were our only other contact with events across the world, events usually depicted in a bland, straight laced way so as not to disturb the horses.
The music of Eddie Carroll was a loverly blast from the past, musicians who could play their instruments without the need of an electronic synthesiser to heighten the effect. The clarinet, trumpet and saxophone led the melody, the guitarist, bass and drummer provided the rhythm. The music was racy or melodic, the songs sung with crystal clear diction, every word, every phrase, clear as a bell.
Where did it all this adult 'music making' go. A whole industry taken over by the teenagers craving to shock the older generation. Little Richard, Elvis Presley, Lonnie Donegan, a whole host of beboppers became our staple diet. The simplicity of dance music with its structure and strict timing was replaced by the garish exhibitionism which young people demanded. Popular Music has from that time on been the province of the young, the old rarely getting a look, in other than through a nostalgic look back, through the marvel of Spotify, associating many of my musical tastes with a bygone era "when men and women valued the difference".
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