Monday, January 22, 2018

One Froggy Evening (1955)

American Comedy


One Froggy Evening and Michigan J. Frog (the voice of Bill Roberts, a nightclub entertainer in Los Angeles in the 1950s).
ViaYoutube

I remember seeing this on “The Bugs Bunny/Road Runner Hour” either in the late 1960s or the early ’70s, when it was on Saturday evenings at 5:30 p.m (CBC-TV; 1969–1975). That was the night that my mother made hot dogs and french fries. What a great evening it was for me and my brothers. You can read more  about this cartoon [here], which, among its many virtues, says that you can’t count on a singing frog to make you rich. At least this is not the case for the construction worker, a common man, who can only dream about obtaining some of it—a small slice of the pie. It is indeed fortunate that for now such dreams do not cost money. And, yet, I suspect that if they could be monetized, if a way could be found to do so by corporate interests, they would. (A smartphone in every hand, anyone; or better, still, directly connected to the brain?) Perish the thought: for some reason, now I feel like having some fries and listening to “Hello! Ma Baby” and “The Michigan Rag.”

Sunday, January 21, 2018

Dean Martin & Jerry Lewis: That’s Amore (1953)

American Comedy


Dean Martin sings “That's Amore” with Jerry Lewis clowning around in comedic form in the Hollywood film, The Caddy (1953), directed by Norman Rae Taurog; it also stars Donna Reed and Norma Bates. The song was written and composed by Harry Warren and Jack Brooks. The comedy duo of Martin and Lewis made 17 films between 1949 and 1956, which were formulaic and forgettable, yet entertaining and a nice diversion from everyday realities, one reason being the apparent difference in mannerism between the two men. Such is American comedy.
Via: Youtube

Saturday, January 20, 2018

Cliff Edwards: When You Wish Upon a Star (1940)

When You Wish Upon a Star from the Disney animated film, Pinocchio (1940)
Via: Youtube


This song has a dream-like feel to it. “When You Wish Upon a Star” was written by Leigh Harline and Ned Washington for Walt Disney’s Pinocchio (1940). In this animated film, the character of Jiminy Cricket sings the song; the voice is by Cliff Edwards [1895–1971], “Ukulele Ike,” who went from vaudeville to Hollywood.

Other notable versions are by Louis Armstrong [here]; Julie Andrews [here]; Linda Ronstadt [here]; and Neil Diamond [here]. Making wishes, whether on a star or in any other manner, might sound foolish and a wasteful effort, one that will lead to naught, but, yet, this is what people with romantic and dreamy minds have been doing for ages.

So, wish away my friends. Forsake not those youthful dreams and hold fast to them. Focus on those wishes and you will forever stay young. Focus on the wrong things, as many do, and you will age very quickly. This is what worry will do. Childish dreams, however, will rejuvenate your mind and body. When you wish upon a star/Makes no difference who you are. 

Friday, January 19, 2018

Julie Andrews: The Sound of Music: Opening Scene (1965)

Musical Dreams


The Sound of Music, by Julie Andrews, who sings the song from the 1965 film of the same name.
Via Youtube & Rodgers & Hammerstein

This is one of the most recognizable songs, from one of the most recognizable voices, Julie Andrews, ever produced at the hands of Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein, known simply as Rodgers & Hammerstein, one of America’s most famous song-writing duos. This might be quintessential American music, but it is a song that the world understands and appreciates and, most of all, enjoys. I have enjoyed it since my childhood at elementary school in Montreal, moments after the teacher first put the LP on the record player and out came this memorable song and so many others from this album. It was a time long ago, when unicorn dreams seemed possible and the hills were “alive with the sound of music.”

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

The Canadian Dream

Our Nation

“It has been our experience that American houses insist on very comprehensive editing; that English houses as a rule require little or none and are inclined to go along with the author's script almost without query. The Canadian practice is just what you would expect--a middle-of-the-road course. We think the Americans edit too heavily and interfere with the author's rights. We think that the English publishers don't take enough editorial responsibility. Naturally, then, we consider our editing to be just about perfect. There's no doubt about it, we Canadians are a superior breed!” 

Jack McClelland [1922–2004], 
in a letter to author Margaret Laurence dated May 1960
Imagining Canadian Literature: The Selected Letters (2002)


I have never heard of the expression, “The Canadian Dream.” When I did an Internet search, I came across this article (“The American Dream has Moved to Canada;” February 28, 2017), published in one of Canada’s news magazines, Maclean's. The thoughts are by Scott Gilmore, a former Canadian diplomat and a social entrepreneur, who writes:
Every aspect of the American dream is now more easily found in Canada. In the United States, 46 per cent of the population has been able to obtain a college degree—in Canada it’s 59 per cent. After graduation, Canadians are more likely to find work, with an employment rate four points better. You are more likely to afford a house with a white picket fence in Canada, where home ownership rates are five per cent higher. Canadians also have more time to enjoy their homes, as they work over 80 hours fewer per year—and they take an extra three days vacation.
It might seem like a good argument, but I doubt that it will work for most Americans, whom Gilmore seems to be addressing in this article—suggesting that Canada has become the home of their nation’s economic dream. While it is true that the idea of property or home ownership has become more important in Canada over the years, it has also become more unreachable in major cities like Toronto and Vancouver.

Except for the success of our sports teams, and the athletes of our Olympic teams, we Canadians are loathe to toot our own horn. For as long as I could remember, we Canadians have been reticent to brag about our nation. chiefly because we are north of one that is large and does enough bragging for the both of us. Yet, quietly and consistently, Canada has been attracting some attention from the more quieter and thoughtful persons south of the border.

I really do not see many (if any) established Americans crossing the border into Canada (perhaps our winters act as a natural deterrent)—for example, fewer than a million American expats live in Canada—a tiny percentage (approx 0.2%) A great majority of Americans love their nation, and even if they loudly complain about it, would never consider living elsewhere. They do like knowing, however, that there exists a nation north of them that seems a little like them.

Even so, Canada can never become the United States, even if it wanted to, which for the most part it does not. The history of a nation always informs its thinking and its ways. A glaring example, and an important one, too, one that Gilmore fails to mention in his Maclean’s article is that Canada has significantly much less guns, much less gun violence and much less violent crime and, equally important, that we openly welcome gun laws restricting their ownership and use.

Such measures not only make us feel more safe, but have actually made us more safe and with less fear and paranoia. This is a glaring difference between us, one that was noticeable when I lived for a few years in the U.S. It is hard for us Canadians to understand how allowing free and unrestricted access to guns makes society safer. This is a logic that escapes us; and on this we’ll have to agree to disagree. There is no middle ground on this issue, it seems.

As for “The Canadian Dream,” this term is not really part of our vocabulary or thinking, but if it does exist I think it contains some of the economic aspirations of the American one, but without the strong language or loud determination. Middle-of-the-road describes us well, and I think that for the most part this is a good thing. There is something to be said about too much passion fanning the flames of inequality.

We can admire America, at least the parts that we like, but this does not suggest that we want to be American. We are after all Canadian, with our own history and ideas of how to live, which is not as ruthless and hyper-capitalist as it is in the U.S. We also have differing views on the role of government and what it ought to do to build a fair, just and equitable society. To understand a nation requires reading its literature, watching its TV shows and viewing its films.

We Canadians, especially in the midst of winter, often forget what a treasure we have before us.