Shout, Rachael!

The previous owners of our house on Palmer Avenue left behind an old wind-up phonograph. Since Dad had 150 or so shellac 78s in his record collection, they seemed a perfect match. So we playied jazz and swing on that old box.

Although Dad's tastes ran to Stan Kenton and Benny Goodman, the set contained a good cross-section of all popular music from his youth. Duke Ellington. Stan Getz. Bunny Berrigan's heavenly long rendition of "I Can't Get Started" (iTunes). Patti Page. Lionel Hampton. Glenn Miller. Tommy Dorsey. Count Basie. You get the idea.

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Since I wasn't planning to take a photograph tonight, I resorted to the Treo to take this one. it's of Rachael Davis, accompanied by Steppin' In It, performing Shout Sister Shout! at the Creole Gallery in Lansing's Old Town. They've clearly digested a similar music collection.

Rachael's absolutely wonderful. And she told us a story about a CD player which jibes nicely with my phonograph story.

They released their album, called Shout Sister Shout, today. Dad would have loved it, and them.

Thanks, Andy.

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The concert closed with It's a Sin to Tell a Lie, which these folks apparently learned from The Lost World String Band, an old favorite of mine. I, however, learned the patter verse from a Page Cavanaugh Trio recording. It was part of Dad's performing repertoire, too.