Evening star., 1949-03-10

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from whatever fount of journal
istic wisdom he drank is that al
stories should be finished. Some
times it takes time, since the fates
themselves often take their time
reaching the ultimate disposition
of the WITNESSES they practice upon
man. Eventually. though, there
is an end to every story and 1t
should be recorded. lest the thing
be left hanging there in midai1
forever.
Awhile back we set forth here
report on the attitude toward
Hildegarde of comedians who work
in hotel dine-and-dance rooms
after Hildegarde has been around
This has nothing to do with any
personal feeling toward the Mil
waukee diva. who, incidentally
currently is doing her singing
Justify humping a piano and max
ing her funnies at the Embassy
Room of the Statler.
The attitude of these comedians
toward Hildegarde is conditioned
only by Hildegarde lighting. Hill
degarde lighting consists Of dra-
matte overhead spotlights. which
look fine on Hildegarde but which,
unfortunately for them, leave
COMEDIANS standing there making
their funny faces in the dark.
Comedians who encounter Hide
garde lighting do not find 1t easy
to forgive her for it.
Now. however, comes Florian
Ia Bach, the popular violinist, who
brought his orchestra back to the
Maylower lounge this week. DUR
ing a conversation about a num-
ber of things, Mr.. Ia Bach idly
dropped the information that an
engagement he had once at the
Plaza Hotel in New York was one
of the happiest Of his musical
life. The room at the Plaza be-
ing Hildegarde's home base. it is
rigged with that special Hide
garde lighting. Mr.. Ia Bach
thought it was fine when they
darkened the place. pointed one
baby spot at him and focused
another on his agile left hand.
That may not be the end of the
story of Hildegarde lighting, but
it ought to suffice for awhile.
Hildegarde, incidentally, has
been seeing a lot of movies during
her Embassy Room stay. accord
ing to our spies. She turned up at
the press screening of "Saraband"
yesterday morning and turned out
to be as extrovertedly emotional
about her movie-going as she is
about her own act. Hildegarde
sighed aloud at all the proper
points in the drama and. when
Flora Robson laid a red hot curl
ing iron across a mans cheek on
the screen, she let forth a gasp
that couldn't have been more ag-
onized if she. herself, had beeen
sizzling. The ideal movie fan,
from the viewpoint Of those who
make movies. our informant feels.
The Colony Restaurant, just
across De Sales street from the
Mayfiower Hotel. has added enter
tainment to its scheme of things.
Now, after dinner in the main
room upstairs. you can drop down
to the Colony Lounge and while
away an evening without any
trouble at all, listening to Maurita
Gordon play the piano. OF course
you don't have to have dinner up
stairs first, though the manage
ment might prefer it that way.
However you arrange things, you'll
find Miss Gordon on hand In the
lounge after 9 o'clock and you will
find, also, that she is talented
pianist, with natural flair and a
firm technique. She also has an
engaging and highly individual
singing style.
Miss Gordon, who has been
heard at several other rendezvous
around the town, already has a
considerable following. OF course.
It consists, in part, OF people who
take something of proprietary
interest in her and are not above
giving her any advice that comes
to mind. One Of them called her
over to the table the night we
were there.
"Maurita," he said. that Mus
sels and Cookies is very old, very
lovely song"
Eyes, I know" she said. Il like
1t very much myself"
"All right" the man told her.
Don't be putting that minor
theme in it when you play 1t. 1t
doesn't belong"
"Yes. SIR" said Maurita. II
won't let it happen again"
Revue Reminders: Georges Ul-
mer, the French singing comedian
who was a recent New York sensa-
ton, arrives Monday night at the
Shoreham Blue Room. The
new Lotus entertainment. starting
tonight, imports recent head
liner of Manhattan's Casino Russo,
Sandra Kiraly, who. II she even