Evening star., 1939-08-24

WucIl ucWSUOyS ring OuL TaucOuS
cries of Hitler and Britain and Rus
sia and threats and counter
threats; then Ye Spectator just
feels plain silly trotting around
looking for significant news in the
towns bistros. It is not thought
we are going to pursue now, you
lucky people, for now the sun is
shining brightly (but brightly
again But it was a bad moment
when We went into the Rainbow
Room and Mac sat us down face to
face with one of those mirrored
columns. The lower register of
Milt Davis novachord rumbled
like cannon and we couldn't avoid
just staring at the mirror and
thinking what a fine target the
guy in it was going to make.
*' Carr Van Sickler roared a little
the other night, too, not like can
non, but bitterly like a man with
his troubles. Carr, you know, is
the orchestra leader at the Madril-
Ion. And musicians lot, it seems,
Is not always happy one. Those
tunes on your private hit parade
can become nightly boring to the
musicians who must play them over
and over again night after night
and that is what Carr was being
bitter about. Right now Mr.. Van
S. not to mention a lot of other
people in your favorite orchestras)
is getting pretty sick Of this Beer
Barrel Polka" He's tired of "Wish-
ing" too, And If I Didn't Care"
and IF I had My Way" are being
banded about so much they stand
a chance of hitting Carr's "hate
parade soon, too. He just wishes
more people would ask for things
like Moonlight Serenade" (the
Glenn Miller honey, DAY In, Day
Out" and MY Love For You"
So he'd probably be weary OF
them in short order. too.
''' Now, when they weary late
in the evening of the club in which
they work, the music boys, as soor
as they are through, dash righ'
out to-another night spot. You'll
flnd raft of them at the Lounge
Riviera of Hotel 2400, where there.
dancing later than anywhere else
in town. And one recent night you
could have found there practically
a choir of the villages chanteuses
There was Penny Ford, from the
Wardman Parks Metronome Room
there was Adele Van, who's filling
In this week for the Madrillon' S
vacationing Mary LaMarr. and
there was the Hamilton Rainbow
Rooms LYDIA Swygert. And a fine
choir that trio would make.
The weeks cry of "Ouch!"
was let fly when that story came
in from the Shoreham. "Mata
Hari," the marionette who does the
oriental dance on the Shoreham
Terrace this week, says the yarn
started out to be a marionette strip-
tease artist, but even if she did do
the only marionette strip-tease act
IN the world, she found there were
TOO many strings attached New
Is the Tavern at the HARRINGTON.
which has risen to replace the
PINK elephants which used to fly
around the Pink Elephant Room
MOST surprised fellow on hand OPEN
Ing eve was that chap who asked
Mervln, the strolling accordionist
to play LISTS Second Hungarian
rhapsody" Because Mervin did
play 1t. from beginning to end
Inc Penguins at the Metronome
Room have tunes from the new
Madeleine Carroll film, "Are Hus-
bands Necessary?" or whatever II
Will eventually be called. Wardman
Park Manager Johnny" johnson
met the composer of the score re-
Gently on a Nassau vacation
oscar, the H-Hat manager is hack
from that mountain vacation
yearning for more mountain air
and food. A
The Madrillon had an i'm.
promptu floor show the other eve
wnen handsome dark-haired lass
Ielt the call of swing music. gave
lortn with a fancy jitterbug dance.
While her dancing partner lust stood
ana looked, full of amazement
Pete Macias and his Lounge Riviera
crew will play that tip-top I'm an
eighteenth Century Drawing Room"
IL the demand Is strong enough
And 1t has to be strong If Milt
Davis ever gets tired of that nova
chord ne plays at the Rainbow Room
ne can send it to us. When it sounds
IKE piano and two violins it's mag
nlncent . The orchestra set for
the Cartons Shar- -Zad is now plav-
Ing at a tony New. York SPOT
Shar-Zad opens the middle of next
month :. And so does Helen Ham
lltons Russian Troika, hooray
One OF those obnoxious chaps cot
squelched aplenty one recent night
He sat in the Hi-Hat and let it be
known when he wanted service that
ne wanted service. After his sec
ond shout of "Waiter!" shook the
rafters Dick Roger decided some-
thing must be done. He called a
conference. The next time the lad
shouted every waiter, every bus
boy IN the place made a dive for
his table. He got the idea.