Evening star., 1940-02-15

dear memory Is working. :.
Month and half ago the depart
ment got a letter from a group of
Judy Ellington fans trying to trace
her. It's about time to announce
that the note wasn't being ignored.
We've been trying to locate Judy,
too. Now We almost know. She's
working in vaudeville with-of all
people-the Dead End" Kids. Only
trouble is we don't know where the
Dead End" Kids are. Atten-
ton admirers of Between Eight
zenith and Nineteenth on Chestnut
Street: Bill (Shar-ZaO McCune's
orchestration Of it is honey. {.
The Chestnut street" in the ditty,
incidentally, isn't the one in Phila-
delphia. The swing spot which in
spired the tune is on Indiana street
in Chicago, but the meter of I'm
diana" wouldn't fit. Stick around.
Our store of practically useless in
formation Is unbounded.
''* Valentine Day notes: "Deuces,"
which is the trade name for tables
for two, were the most popular at
the Wardman's Metronome Room
last night. "Deuces" obviously fit
the romantic spirit of the eve.
Dick Koons and his Mayfiower
Lounge orchestra celebrated with as
many sweetheart songs as could be
found In Sidney's extensive music
library. :. Normandy Farms cele-
brates tonight with Valentine din
ner dance, which is sure to be none
the less in the st. Valentine mood
for being day late. The Inazawa
String Trio and Baritone Raymond
Asserson will do the entertaining.
> = Pete Macias' version Of I'm the
Mood" at the Lounge Riviera will
get you in one, too. Proves what an
expert Trumpeter Artie Humes is,
whiting that one down to size for
a six-piece crew. Only our Lounge
Riviera waiter says the Glenn Miller
hit sounds just like what he calls a
Baptist shout" :. Paternity still
hovers over the Madrillon band
stand, and the jitters are beautiful
to see. Johnny Raub is calm, be-
cause Daughter Sally Ann is grow
ing up, getting along in weeks now.
Don Shook and Leon Farber, though,
are typically expectant. Barnee
and his Maxim Lowe orchestra will
play for the reception marking the
opening of the new Venezuelan EN-
bassy February "A. The depres-
sion which strikes night life this
time every year missed the Madril-
Ion Sunday night. Such a mob
gathered there as hasn't been seen
in one spot since Sonia Henie land
ed at Washington Airport a couple
OF years ago. =. Tops in humor is
Eddie (Cafe Caprice) Mayhoff's
take-off of tearoom hostess Civ
ing the mattresses pep talk. . .
The Shar-Zad's Bill McCune is quite
success with his arrangement of
"The Flowers That Bloom in the
Spring" from "Pinafore," we see by
the papers. Maybe now he'll try
something with, say, I'm the Ruler
OF the Queens Navee," out of, well,
The Mikado." {. Now that Phyllis
Usher, that famed torch singer, is
leaving, her objection to singing
Careless" can be voiced. She was
afraid of that line about Careless
now that my bridges all are burned"
' Newspaper stuff. . Editor of
one OF the high school pages finally
succumbed to his job. He was seen
jitterbugging like mad thing at the
Madrillon the other eve. A night
club reporter is quaking in his boots.
He was not polite in print to dance
team, and the male half of the team
has threatened to intrude on the
freedom of the press. Used to be
a prize fighter, too. Happy was
the society writer when she crooned
a love song into the Shoreham Blue
Room microphone: chagrined was
she when she turned and discovered
nasty news scribblers at the ring
side.