Sunday Music

Now the season starts when friends do not become forty or fifty, but sixty. It was a very nice and relaxed Saturday evening, only the Grappa was underperforming – as I was told, I drove a car this night.
So without much ado some music, Life is Just a Bowl of Cherries in the Jack HYLTON (Ger., Eng.) version from 1931 – hope you enjoy it. See you next Fryday.

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9 thoughts on “Sunday Music

  1. Great piece! They were so much more inventive then, given their limited resources, innit?
    And tempted to go buy a pint of grappa – takes me back to Milan,1968… better not.

  2. Oh, I can’t think of the 40s or 50s I am too close to the 80s. But each decade has good points. Anxious to try the 80s an some more bowls of cherries.

  3. today, my sunday music was half good. the second half of the program was the trout, which was delightful. the first half had the most hideous piece by George Enescu. it was played masterfully, but really should never be played at all.

  4. I personally prefer to chomp on plums until the juice dribbles down One’s chin. Is this Sunday music or sundae music? Life is a bowl of cherries until we bite the mango.

  5. I think there is something like “Too much possibilities”, Tim.

    Nice to learn that you like it Z.

    I never saw this fillum XL. The forties were not bad here.

    May I lend a hand for the grapple MsScarlet?

    Enescu? I’m sorry Norma – must be a Romanian, but the name rings no bell …

    Here’s a handkerchief, dear Mitzi, no stains on my books please.

    The voice of reason! I touch no Grappa, but will happily share some cherry Schnaps with XL, dear Eryl. Is there something in Scotland tasting like cherry?

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