Evening star., 1940-03-07


street-at least for Broadway. The
Astor bar looked like almost any
place here in town the 14th of any
month. Upstairs in the Orangerie
Sande Williams burst right out with
the plant any night club reporter
has heard too often: "You came in
on an off night Why don't you
come around when we're busy?"
(Sande's orchestra, incidentally, and
1t should make you happier to know
1t, is one crew which never, never
plays "She Had to Go and Lose It
at they
''' It was taking Ben Bernie and
his opening at the Hotel Taft to
battle off the gloom of the IN. N.
Blues" which seemed to have de-
scended on everywhere else. Mr..
Bernie was the magnet which had
the Taft grill packed from stem to
stern. But enough Of New York.
''' It was much pleasanter back
IN Washington. more spacious, less
gaudy, less raucous. And then
the Madrillonl Tuesday eve was full
OF people. So was the Club Troika.
But when Ye Spectator tried to
learn of other things here and there,
he met blank wall, or something.
A spy just returned from Miami
was asked of the after-dark situa-
ton there. Said she: There's one
famous spot - I've forgotten the
name of it-where the ladies wear
absolutely nothing" The spy
left on the local scene allowed as
how she'd "only been to La Sale
Versailles one night and 1t was so
dark I drank some one elses drink
for half an hour. Why do thev
have to arrange everything just for
romance?" A bitter woman, obvi-
ously, very bitter.
- = The Secret Service men polio
ing the cabinet dinner for the Pres
ident at the Carlton Monday eve
put in a bad few minutes when the
Brazilian Bombshell, Carmen Mi
randa, arrived. Seems they ex-
pected one Bombshell, one accom-
panlst. The six assorted South
American musicians with assorted
claves, maracas and other impede
menta necessary to the Mirando's
art confused the S. S. boys no end.
They almost weren't allowed in.
Notable Washington visitor the other
eve was Leopold Stokowski. Early
he was at the Madrillon for the
cocktail hour; later saw the show
at the Shoreham Blue Room. Barnee
says Stoki came out to hear the
Barnee music. To make your
budget happier: Henceforth there
will be no cover or minimum at the
Lounge Riviera, except Saturday
evenings; at the Club Troika, after
the midnight show is over at 12:45,
there is no minimum and there is
dancing till 2:30 am.
''' Stage Whispers in the Night.
81 keep asking myself What can
ever contribute to the cosmic
forces in time and space?'" :.
"Is it hot in here or is it Scotch in
me" =. "Civilization will give up
and stop trying if it ever hears
itself being discussed by that guy"
- This seems a very good place
to tell you about Marianne Guide,
who will be one Of the entertainers
IN the Shoreham Bluee Room show
next week. You should know about
Miss Guide because she probably is
one of the few performers of au-
thentic Hawaiian dances you ever
will come across, whose great-grand-
father was Cherokee Indian chief.
In addition to being part Cherokee,
Miss Guide halls from Texas, went
to school in the State of WASH
ington and has raised a lion cub
When the lion grew so large Miss
Guide was no longer a match for it
in hand-to-hand encounter she
donated it to the Fort Worth Zoo,
''' Note from Mischa at the
Troika: "It's Clair de Lune' not
Clare" AL right; so we're not
neat. Leon Farber, the last of
that trio of expectant fathers in the
Madrillon orchestra, finally is
full-fledged pappy Of a boy named
Jerry. Whether or not the Madril-
Ion is renamed the Stork Club now
depends on Mary La Mar. Eddy
Brandt, the Wardman Park Metro
nome Rooms maestro, is continually
amazed. Night after night he gets
cards requesting "At the Balalaika"
and with 'balalaika" always
spelled correctly. But it isn't this
literacy which amazes him so much
as the fact that any night is almost
certain to bring him at least three
different spellings of Begin the Be-
guine." Pete Rienzi, trumpet
player with Bill McCune's Shar-Zad
orchestra, is feeling better about 1t
now. Last fall, when he arrived,
Pete admitted he was a bit disap-
pointed; he'd heard there were
eight women for every man In
Washington and wanted to know
where his eight were. Now he does
not want to stop at eight. :.
Phyllis Usher sends a hello from
New York to all those friends she
made when she was at the Metro
nome Room. eve like our red her