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Bobby Darin 25

Posted on December 06, 2010 by Jennib And Friends

Early years

Bobby Darin was born to a poor, working-class Italian-American family in the Bronx, New York. The person thought to be his father (who was actually his grandfather) died in jail a few months before he was born. It was the height of the Great Depression, and he once remarked that his crib was a cardboard box, then later a dresser drawer. He was initially raised by his mother Polly and his sister Nina, subsisting on Home Relief until Nina later married and started a family with her new husband Charlie Maffia. It was not until Darin was an adult that he learned Nina, who was 17 years his senior, was in fact his birth mother, and that Polly, the woman he thought was his mother, was really his grandmother. He was never told the identity of his real father, other than being told that his birth father had no idea Nina was pregnant, and thus never knew that Bobby was even born. Polly mothered him well, despite her own medical history resulting in her addiction to morphine. It was Polly who took the young Bobby to what was left of the old vaudeville circuit in New York, places like the Bronx Opera House, and the RKO Jefferson in Manhattan, where he received his first showbiz inspiration, and where he saw performers like Sophie Tucker, whom he loved.

Darin was frail and sickly as an infant and, beginning at the age of 8, was stricken with multiple recurring bouts of rheumatic fever. The illness left him with a seriously weakened heart. Overhearing a doctor tell his mother he would be lucky to reach the age of 16, Darin lived with the constant knowledge that his life would be short, which further motivated him to use his talents. He was driven by his poverty and illness to make something of his life and, with his innate talent for music, by the time he was a teenager he could play several instruments, including piano, drums and guitar. He later added harmonica and xylophone.

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The Twelve Songs of Christmas: Surprising Secrets of the Season’s Most Popular Tunes 25

Posted on December 04, 2010 by Jennib And Friends

The holidays are filled with joyful emotions and honored
traditions, including the playing of songs about snowmen, St.
Nick, evergreen trees, and presents wrapped up with big pretty
bows. No matter how you celebrate the season, you’ll hear these
songs on the radio, on TV, at the mall, in the office, and just
about anywhere music is performed.

If you think the same songs are played over and over, you’re
right, but if this bothers you, consider the alternative:
Christmas carols were banned in England between 1649 and 1660.
Oliver Cromwell, serving as Lord Protector of Britain, believed
Christmas should be solemn and also banned parties, limiting
celebrations to sermons and prayer services.

Lots of holiday songs are festive, many have spiritual
overtones, and all are played so often that they are familiar no
matter what your faith. But what do you know about how these
songs were created and the people who wrote them?

There are some fascinating facts behind this memorable music.
So, toss a log in the fireplace, pour yourself a hot toddy or
some cold eggnog, and sit back as we reveal the secrets behind
many of the tunes you are going to be hearing dozens of times
during December.

“The Christmas Song,” Mel Torme and Bob Wells, 1944. On a
sweltering July day in Los Angeles, 19-year-old jazz singer
Torme worked with 23-year-old Wells to create this beautiful
tune. Full of wintry images and a charming wistfulness for all
the delights of the season, the song became an enormous hit by
Nat “King” Cole the following year. In Torme’s autobiography, he
says Wells wasn’t trying to write lyrics but was simply jotting
down ideas that would help him forget about the heat wave.

“The First Noel,” Traditional, 16th or 17th century. Some say
this is a song with a British background while others insist it
has French origins. So far, no one has any definitive proof. Two
thing are for certain: first, it’s very popular if two countries
are

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Christmas Trees – A Parrot’s View of a Christmas Icon 0

Posted on December 04, 2010 by Jennib And Friends

It was a good life he supposed. He had been raised here after all. He didn’t remember much of his life before here other than being in the same nest as his brothers and sisters, and the hourly feedings of course.

When he first got home of course his cage seemed so huge. For the first month inside of it he huddled in one small corner, the outreaches of it seeming so far away to his tiny body. Nowadays, that has changed a bit he thought as he heard the owners pull up to the house outside. He did appreciate his freedom immensely. Every since he got over shaking at the thought of enjoying all of the toys and gadgets regularly placed in his cage. It had taken him a few months, but today, he could come and go as he pleased in his cage. He was free to walk about the floor and they were even careful of where they walked when he was.

It was a good life. He enjoyed sitting on the couch, glaring and pinning on the TV randomly. What he really enjoyed was chewing the soft padded numbers on remote controls or phones, but that was something that seemed to upset the people in the house, so he didn’t get to do this as often as he liked.

Ollie Moves Out

Of all things! They had brought a tree into the house. And not just any tree. This tree was perfect. It had low, low branches he could hop up into from the floor. And it had high, high branches he could fly from if he wanted a short flight, or even fly too if he got a good running start from his cage ramp.

“Hah! Hey honey, come in here and check out where Ollie is,” said Jenny, the lady of the house.

“Hey that is pretty cool! I bet he does kind of enjoy the tree. He doesn’t understand Christmas yet, this is his first year with us!”

Ollie glared at them from his perch on roughly the uppermost branch that wasn’t the pointy peak itself. Every time he tried to reach that peak it would bend over and end up back on this branch he perched on now anyway. He supposed he wasn’t as

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