Dear Zazie, Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag dedicated to his muse. Rhett
The Lovers’ Chronicle
Dear Muse,
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above all i recall
i saw you smile
you are the one
who made this come true
did you not know
i remember too,
though there were
no bells, nor stars that fell
when all is done
and i recall the thrill
of it all, i shall say,
i remember you
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by George Charles Beresford, half-plate glass negative, 1913
Today is the birthday of Percy Wyndham Lewis (Amherst, Nova Scotia, Canada; 18 November 1882 – 7 March 1957 London); writer, painter and critic (he dropped the name “Percy”, which he disliked). He was a co-founder of the Vorticist movement in art, and edited the literary magazine of the Vorticists, BLAST. His novels include his pre-World War I-era novel Tarr (set in Paris), and The Human Age, a trilogy comprising The Childermass (1928), Monstre Gai and Malign Fiesta (both 1955), set in the afterworld. A fourth volume of The Human Age, The Trial of Man, was begun by Lewis but left in a fragmentary state at the time of his death. He also wrote two autobiographical volumes, Blasting and Bombardiering (1937) and Rude Assignment: A Narrative of my Career Up-to-Date(1950).
In 1930, Lewis married Gladys Anne Hoskins (1900–79), affectionately known as ‘Froanna’.
In the 1930s Lewis kept Froanna in the background, and many of his friends were simply unaware of her existence. It seems that Lewis was extraordinarily jealous and protective of his wife, owing to her youth and beauty (she was eighteen years his junior). They lived together for ten years before marrying. Froanna was patient and caring toward her husband through financial troubles and his frequent illnesses. She was the model for some of Lewis’s most tender and intimate portraits, as well as a number of characters in his fiction. In contrast to his earlier, rather impersonal portraits, which are purely concerned with external appearance, the portraits of Froanna show a preoccupation with her inner life.
Gallery
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Johnny Mercer, c. 1947
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Today is the birthday of John Herndon “Johnny” Mercer (Savannah, Georgia; November 18, 1909 – June 25, 1976 Hollywood); lyricist, songwriter and singer. He was also the founder of Capitol Records. Perhaps best known as a lyricist, but he also composed music. He was also a popular singer who recorded his own songs as well as those written by others. From the mid-1930s through the mid-1950s, many of the songs Mercer wrote and performed were among the most popular hits of the time. He wrote the lyrics to more than fifteen hundred songs, including compositions for movies and Broadway shows. He received nineteen Academy Award nominations, and won four Best Original Song Oscars.
In 1931, Mercer married chorus girl Ginger Meehan. In 1941 Mercer began an intense affair with 19-year-old Judy Garland while she was engaged to composer David Rose. Garland married Rose to stop the affair, but the effect on Mercer lingered, adding to the emotional depth of his lyrics. Their affair revived later. Mercer stated that his song “I Remember You” was the most direct expression of his feelings for Garland.
He died from a brain tumor. Mercer was buried in Savannah’s historic Bonaventure Cemetery. The simple line drawing caricature adorning his memorial bench is in fact a reproduction of a self-portrait.
Lyrics
- You got to ac-cent-tchu-ate the positive
E-lim-i-nate the negative
And latch on to the affirmative.
Don’t mess with mister inbetween.- Song Ac-cent-tchu-ate the Positive
- From Natchez to Mobile, from Memphis to St. Joe, wherever the four winds blow
I been in some big towns an’ heard me some big talk, but there is one thing I know
A woman’s a two-face, a worrisome thing who’ll leave ya to sing the blues in the night.- Song Blues in the Night
- The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play
Through the meadow land toward a closing door
A door marked “nevermore” that wasn’t there before- Song The Days of Wine and Roses
- Shine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmer.
Shine little glow-worm, glimmer, glimmer.
Lead us lest too far we wander.
Love’s sweet voice is calling yonder.- Song The Glow-Worm
- So you met someone who set you back on your heels – goody, goody
You met someone and now you know how it feels – goody, goody- Song Goody, Goody
- Skylark,
Have you seen a valley green with Spring
Where my heart can go a-journeying,
Over the shadows in the rain
To a blossom covered lane?
And in your lonely flight,
Haven’t you heard the music in the night,
Wonderful music,
Faint as a will-o-the-wisp,
Crazy as a loon,
Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon.- Song “Skylark” (1942)
- I remember too, a distant bell…
and stars that fell…
like the rain
out of the blue.- Song “I Remember You” (1941)
- When my life is through
And the angels ask me to recall
The thrill of them all
Then I shall tell them
I remember you- Song I Remember You
- Cigarette holder,
which wigs me,
over her shoulder
she digs me:
Out cattin’
that Satin Doll.- Song “Satin Doll” (1953)
- There’s a long goodbye,
and it happens every day,
when a passerby
invites your eye
to come away.
Even as you smile a quick hello
you let her go,
you let the moment fly…
Too late you turn your head,
you know you’ve said
the Long Goodbye.- Song “The Long Goodbye” (1973)
- I know all the songs that the cowboys know
’bout the big corral where the doggies go,
‘Cause I learned them all on the radio.
Yippie yi yo kayah- Song I’m an old Cowhand
The song of the day is Jo Stafford’s version of “I Remember You“. we do not own the rights to this song. no copyright infringement intended.
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