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The Final Years, 1975–1977
Bing had been tempted back into the recording studios
by producer Ken Barnes and quickly made three albums with him in London. He also
made two LPs, which he financed himself, and during an extended stay in the U.K.
in the summer of 1975, he made many appearances on radio and television shows.
His appetite for show business seemed to have returned and then he decided to
give a series of concerts to celebrate his fifty years as an entertainer.
Starting in California, and then coming across to the London Palladium for a
two-week stint, his performances were a revelation to many, including the
author, and Bing was clearly enjoying himself.
The opening of the show in London was clever, featuring as it did a 1944
newsreel of Bing singing at the opening of the Stage Door Canteen. The screen
then lifted away, the orchestra played the opening bars of “Where the Blue of
the Night,” and Bing Crosby himself walked onto the stage to tumultuous
applause. In unusually high temperatures, he was on stage at the Palladium for
most of the two and a half hour show and he wound up with a thirty-five minute
medley of his old hits, with the audience joining in enthusiastically, before
closing with the song “That’s What Life Is All About.”
Bing returned to New
York for another two weeks of appearances. Then in March 1977, near tragedy
struck when he fell off the stage at the end of a concert in Pasadena. Bing
ruptured a disc at the base of his spine and his recovery was slow. However, to
everyone’s surprise, at the last moment he agreed to continue with another tour
of the U.K. in August, and despite being in pain with his back, the somewhat
frail Bing again gave some memorable performances, although, to the author’s
ear, his voice did not seem as strong.
He then flew to Spain for a few days golf. . . .
January 3, Friday. Bing writes to Mrs. Jean Pochna in East
Dennis, Massachusetts.
Dear Jean:
Thanks for your letter and Christmas card.
I have written the Bennington College
authorities asking for some literature or catalogs or brochures about the
college.
My daughter, Mary Frances, is keenly interested
in pursuing the dramatic part of the theatre. Although she has been 9 or 10
years with the ballet, she doesn’t aspire to ever becoming a ballerina, and is
only taking classes now to keep in shape and to be sure that she doesn’t lose
touch with the art.
Delighted to hear that your two children are
doing so well, and I’m going to have to look up the W. C. Fields book if there
are some things in it from Morrow.
Poor Bill. How we miss him! He was a marvelous
man.
I hope this finds you in abundant good health –
Warmest best wishes, Bing
January 5, Sunday. The Crosby family flies from Las Cruces to San
Francisco.
January 16, Thursday. Begins recording the A
Southern Memoir album at T.T.G. Studios in Hollywood with Paul Smith
and his Orchestra. Bing eventually leases the tracks to English Decca following
negotiations with producer Geoff Milne.
Crosby can be sampled on his
own to pleasant effect in “A Southern Memoir” which in conformity with its title
is a relaxed, easy-going selection of numbers from below the Mason-Dixon Line…
(The Gramophone,
February, 1976)
In 1975, Bing was encouraged by John Scott
Trotter (who had been a long-time friend of Geoff Milne’s) to talk to him about Decca
in the UK issuing the ‘Southern Memoir’ tracks which Bing had recorded at his
own expense in January 1975 and which no record company seemed interested in
picking up. Naturally, Geoff was delighted to become involved and he recalled
that the negotiations were with Bing direct and were very relaxed as Bing
didn’t drive a particularly hard bargain. He always found Bing warm and
friendly.
(Malcolm Macfarlane, Milne Magic, BING magazine, summer, 2005 [#140])
This collection of
“Southern-cum-mammy” type songs was a pet project of Bing’s and his affection
for the material reveals itself time and again throughout each of the twelve
songs. The small-band backings arranged by pianist-conductor Paul Smith are
beautifully written and very well played. Bing sings with greater spirit and
drive than on his album with Basie and some of the tracks, notably “Carolina in
the Morning,” “Swanee,” and “Sailing Down the Chesapeake Bay” stand comparison
with some of his best-ever up-tempo performances. There is also a finely sung
“On the Alamo” with seldom-heard verse and a beautiful “Sleepy-Time Down
South.” The tongue-in-cheek “Where the Morning Glories Grow” has a highly
humorous Lombardo-style arrangement but the song itself is hardly worth the
time that Crosby and Smith spent on it. At the other end of the spectrum there
is a wild rock arrangement of “Georgia on My Mind” which, though well played
and sung, is an equal waste of time in an album of this sort. But these two
last tracks apart, the combination of Crosby and Smith (and one should not
overlook the latter’s brilliant piano-playing) is sheer magic.
(Ken Barnes, The Crosby
Years, page 98)
January 19, Sunday. The American Sportsman program
on ABC-TV features Bing, Phil Harris and Curt Gowdy as they pursue Canadian
geese on the Delmarva Peninsula in Maryland.
January 21, Tuesday. Completes the recording of the A Southern
Memoir album at T.T.G. Studios in Hollywood with Paul Smith and his
Orchestra.
January 22, Wednesday. Bing drives down for the Pro-Am Clambake at the Monterey
County Fair Grounds. No-Host cocktails at 6 p.m., Dinner at 7 p.m. and the show
at 8 p.m.
January 23-26,
Thursday–Sunday. Bing attends the thirty-fourth Bing
Crosby National Pro-Am and returns to his role as a commentator in the
television coverage. Gene Littler is the winner. The tournament sets an
all-time gate receipt record of nearly $600,000. The cost for
commercial TV sponsorship is about $40,000 for each minute, producing
gross revenues of almost $1m for ABC. The bill for 3M alone was over
$300k. Celebrities playing
include
Andy Williams, Pat Boone, Ernie Ford, Efrem Zimbalist Jr., George
C. Scott, Oleg Cassini, Jack Lemmon, Robert Stack, Clint Eastwood, Hank
Ketcham and Glen Campbell. Bing's nephew, Howard Crosby (5 handicap),
plays with the pro Bob Eastwood.
Bing and Kathryn drop in at the house occupied by Francis Brown and
Winona Love for drinks on the Friday night. On the Saturday night, Bing
and Ray
Herzog (CEO of 3M) host the annual cocktail party in the Del Monte
Lodge library. Bing is presented with a sculpture commemorating his
famous hole-in-one at the 16th at Cypress Point.
First stop was San Francisco, where I shook off
the dirt from my spikes and played a few holes with Uncle Bing at his nearby
club, the Burlingame Country Club. I don’t recall much about the round, except
how warm it was in the Bay Area after the winter blizzards in Spokane. Then I
trekked on down to Carmel, and settled into Mary Rose’s spare bedroom for the
duration. It was an idyllic time for a 22year old fresh college graduate. Every
day was golf from dawn to dusk, hit practice balls, practice putting, then play
Pebble Beach or Cypress Point, then come home to a fabulous home cooked meal
from a darling Aunt, who took great delight in the copious quantities of food I
could ingest.
A couple of days before the pros and
celebrities arrived, Uncle Bing showed up in town, and called to see if I
wanted to meet him at Cypress for a bit of golf the next day. Of course I was
up for that, so we planned to meet at the Pro Shop at 7:30 the next morning.
When I got there, Uncle Bing was already sitting on the trunk of his car,
changing into his golf shoes. Then he asked the assistant pro if there were any
caddies who could play a bit….and he said there were a couple of single digit
handicappers back there. So Bing hired the two kids to fill out a foursome,
plus two more to carry bags, and away we went. I remember thinking at the time
that there were undoubtedly hundreds of the wealthiest, most prominent citizens
of Carmel/Pebble Beach who would have loved to be in that foursome with Bing
Crosby, and here he goes and hires a couple of caddies. How typical of Bing.
(Howard Crosby, Bing’s nephew,
writing in BING magazine, winter, 2003)
January 28, Tuesday. In Las Vegas to rehearse with Paul Smith,
Bing has a walk-on appearance on the Merv Griffin show and receives a
standing ovation.
January 29, Wednesday. Bing flies to La Paz, Las Cruces, Los
Planes and Guadalajara and has to endure dreadful weather all the way.
February 8, Saturday. Bing writes to Ken Barnes in detail about
the forthcoming recording sessions in London.
I got two cassettes with a lot of material on them relating to the songs we’re to do there in London, and they were very helpful to me. I have a few suggestions which I’d like you to relay to Pete Moore.
He mentioned in the cassettes that he was thinking of doing ‘Heat Wave’ and ‘I Got Rhythm’ in the style of the record which you played on the cassette of Johnny Mercer singing ‘Something’s Got To Give’.
This might be all right for ‘I Got Rhythm’, but I have a different conception of ‘Heat Wave’. I think ‘Heat Wave’ should open very softly and sneaky. Vamp. And I’d like to do the verse, of course, on this.
The other song, ‘I Got Rhythm’, I think should open with just a rim shot or maybe a 16th note chord with the brass, and then start very soft accompaniment underneath—fast, very fast rhythm, and the band can build toward the end, something in the style of the arrangement he used for ‘Something’s Got To Give’.
I don’t believe I’d want to use the verse on ‘I Got Rhythm’.
‘Hello Dolly’ should be a gently sweeping type of tempo. Typical stage delivery. Not too much going on underneath—just hold solid chords.
The repeat endings on some of the songs—or what we call ‘the tag’ over here, are somewhat repetitive. I could change the lyrics in the repeat endings. For instance, like in ‘Just Breezin’ Along’, the second time I’d say, ‘Just Wheezin’
Along’ —although that’s not the word either—but something like that, and then go back ‘Just Breezin’ Along’ and do this with all of them.
I can change the lyrics, of course, but maybe melodically there should be some changes made so that they’re varied and different and not all the same. I think it would be a necessary contrast.
With regard to ‘Have a Nice Day’, I like very much the band accompaniment of John Davidson’s record, and I hope you can develop something in that general style.
From what I’ve heard on the cassettes, it seems to me the whole chore should go along very smoothly, without any problems. The songs are good. I think Pete does wonderful work with the arrangements and you’ve allotted certainly enough time to do them all.
Maybe after the first session, you might want to do a little more on each session. I just did an album here, and I did six songs quite easily on a three hour session. Of course, it was a small group and wasn’t quite as intricate as
it would be with a large band.
I note in the schedule you sent me you’ve omitted Friday, February 21st. I’m wondering if there’s some reason for this. If the studio is not available, or if it’s impossible to get the musicians you’ll require. I certainly don’t need a rest or a day off or anything like that, because the more I sing, the easier it is for me.
I say this now, of course, without any knowledge of the engineering set-up you have there in London or what technical problems might be involved. I only know about the schedules that we’re able to maintain in the United States when recording.
Perhaps we can just see how it goes and if on the first session we find we have time, throw in another one if it’s ready, and for this purpose, maybe Pete can see that he always has a stand-by number to be knocked off if time allows.
It’s quite possible a redubbing session may be necessary on Thursday, February 26th, but I would like to leave London on the 27th, if possible, because I have some things of importance to take care of before the end of the month.
One further note. I do
hope that you’ll avoid any sort of news release about my being there and that
when we’re recording, the studio will be absolutely clear of everybody except
those directly connected with the recording itself—and I include the Control
Room. Just you and Pete, the engineer, the band and myself. I find we get a lot
more done that way, in a lot less time.
When the sessions are
concluded—maybe the last day or so—we can have some of the Fan Club people in
and play some of the records for them, or I’ll sing a couple for them if the
band is still there. Maybe at the conclusion of the last session. It’s just not
possible for me to concentrate and get the work done when there are people
watching from all sorts of vantage points.
I’ve stayed at
Claridges quite often, but they always become a bit disturbed when newspaper
people bother them with phone calls and come to the lobby and make inquiries
about me, so if it’s possible, I would like to keep it quiet where I’m staying.
I suppose this will inevitably leak out.
I know I sound like I’m
a matinee idol or something, but for some reason or other, when I’m working
there in London, I’d just like to be undisturbed.
All best wishes to you
and Pete and your staff,
As ever, Bing Crosby
(As reproduced in The
Crosby Years, pages 42-43)
February 12, Wednesday. Bing’s brother Larry, age eighty, dies
from cancer at Century City Hospital in Los Angeles, and Bing attends his
funeral at St. Victor’s Church, West Hollywood, on February 15.
On 6 February, I received the
following telegram in which Bing confirmed his arrival and flight details.
ARRIVE 7.40 AM FEB SEVENTEENTH
BING CROSBY
On 14 February I received a phone call from
Bing. ‘I’m afraid I won’t be coming on the 17th, Ken,’ he said. I felt a sudden chill on hearing these words. Here was another of Alan Fisher’s predicted
‘surprises’.
At this point I should explain that, according
to the Musicians Union, once a player has been booked for a recording
session—even though the engagement is purely verbal—that player must be paid
whether the session takes place or not. In total the fees for the Crosby
sessions would come to something like £5,000 (around 10,000 dollars). Of
course, all would not be completely lost because the accompaniments could be
recorded and Bing would be able to put his voice on at a later date. But his
utter dislike for this manner of recording was well known. He preferred always
to record live. I was on the verge of getting rather angry with this man whom I
had admired all my life. But I thought: ‘Well, at least he had the decency to
phone me. I might as well hear him out.’ Almost immediately I regretted my
anger as Bing explained that his elder brother, Larry, had just died.
‘The funeral’s on Sunday,’ Bing explained. ‘So
I won’t be able to fly to London until Monday. But I’ll still be able to make
the sessions as planned. It just means I’ll be arriving a day later than
scheduled. If you could meet me at Heathrow Tuesday instead of Monday, I’d
appreciate it.’
(Ken Barnes, The Crosby
Years)
February 13, Thursday. CBS air a TV film called Queen of the Stardust Ballroom.
Bing watches this and decides to record "I Love to Dance Like They Used
to Dance" from the score. This is achieved on February 19.
February 15,
Saturday. Bing and Kathryn are at St. Victor's Church, West Hollywood
for the funeral of Larry Crosby. Gary Crosby is also in attendance.
February 18, Tuesday. Bing arrives at Heathrow airport in London
in the early morning to record two albums for United Artists, That’s What Life Is All About and At
My Time of Life, which are to be produced by Ken Barnes. He checks in
at Claridges at 8:30 a.m. Ken Barnes and Pete Moore pick him up at Claridges at
4:30 p.m. and take him to Chappells where he rehearses songs for the
forthcoming albums until 6:30 p.m.
On
February 16th, Bing was sufficiently recovered from his Mexican flights to head
on to London for a recording session. From there, he wrote to inform me that he
was presently working with a forty-two-man band in an excellent recording
facility.
“They’ve
furnished security, a Rolls, and chauffeurs,” he continued. “You’d think that
I’d arrived here to star in a major film.
I’m
taking long walks daily, and feel fine, except for the lingering cough. A full
course of tetracycline afforded no appreciable results, but an inhalant offers
temporary relief. I’m sure I’d sing better without the malady, but the folks at
the studio have persisted in being complimentary.
I’ll
be home around the end of the month, after a stop off in New York to see a
couple of shows.”
(Kathryn Crosby, writing in My
Last Years with Bing, page 349)
February 19/20, Wednesday/Thursday. Recording sessions at Chappells,
London, with Pete Moore and his Orchestra. Ken Barnes directs the proceedings.
Bing’s back – still stepping out in front
Bing Crosby stepped
into a London recording studio yesterday and firmly waved away the aids used by
pop stars half his age. Instead of going into a protective vocal booth he
insisted on standing right out in front with the band. “I’m a band singer,” he
said, “and I want to sing with them. That’s why I came all this way.” His producer
Ken Barnes fussed about the strength of his lungs which only a year ago
underwent a major operation. Crosby brushed him aside. “If the band get louder.”
he said, “I get louder.” And he did as he went into his old favourites such as “The
Best Things In Life Are Free”, “Breezin' Along with the Breeze” and “Some Sunny
Day”. Just as if he did not know what it is to be 73, or to have nearly died
under the surgeon’s knife. He is here to make two LPs. One is to be called “That’s
What Life Is All About”. The other Barnes wanted to call “Bing - Back on the
Ball”. The Old Groaner would not have it. He protested that it was too much
like Sinatra’s “Ol’ Blue Eyes Is Back”. Sternly he demanded: “What does
everyone mean by a comeback? I’ve never been away.”
(Daily Mirror, February, 20, 1975)
February 22, Saturday. Records five more tracks with Pete Moore
and his Orchestra at Chappells. Later, at around 2:20 p.m., appears on Grandstand,
a live
February 23, Sunday. Bing presents rosettes at the indoor horse
show held at the Priory School of Equitation in Frensham, Surrey.
February 24–26, Monday–Wednesday. More recording sessions at
Chappells, London with Pete Moore and his Orchestra. After the recording
session on February 26, Bing meets members of the International Crosby Circle
in the listening room at Chappells Studio.
. . . Here was a smallish listening-room,
equipped with enormous speakers and with plate-glass down one side instead of a
wall: as Ken Barnes opened the door there was a flood of high-powered music –
with the majestic, so familiar, voice of Bing, so dominant, sounding every bit
as great as Ken had assured that it was, with Bing so completely recovered from
his severe illness.
And as we heard the voice – we saw the man!
There was Bing, seen through the plate-glass! Bing singing, in person, at last!
At a music-stand, but holding the music in his hands, spread out with that
inevitable peaked cap, a cardigan, and a loose-at-the-neck shirt….Bing himself!
Bing was two yards to the right of the musical
director – Pete Moore, of course – casting a seemingly casual yet knowing and
penetrating glance at him every so often… musicians in incredible “disarray”,
all fitted with headphones, were at work with the seeming complete ease
of the top professionals. By “disarray” I mean the musicians seemed to be in no
coherent pattern as far as brass, reed, strings, piano, harp etc were
concerned! The floor was a mass of cables, microphones were everywhere – and
yet everyone, especially Bing and Pete, gave the impression everything was
fine, everything was going well, everything was going to plan.
We entered when they were running through the
number “Yours Sincerely”…in other words, it wasn’t a recording “take” for Pete
Moore was still modifying his arrangement of the song – all arrangements,
incidentally, were hand-written specifically for each instrument.
And we had some glorious examples, before our
very eyes, of the famous ad libbing of which Bing is such a master….
“What happened to the orchestra?” he asked as
they came to a thin passage and it seemed the band was deserting Bing!
“That’s a *** note!” complained Bing on another
occasion.
Then Bing stood patiently, quizzically, looking
from Pete to the musicians while a little discussion went on between them as to
how to iron out this *** note.
“But Derek will be playing D sharp while I’m
playing D natural.”
“No, no,” says Pete, “You come in when Derek
has finished – more an overtone….” Everybody nodded as if to say: That’s it.
“Ready now are we?” gently says Bing.
“Okay Bing, says Pete, “will you take it again
from the first eight?”
“Sure,” says Bing, “Ready when you are… we
double up on tempo then…right…good! All clear.”
Artists of the highest calibre making difficult
work look easy: I’m sure Ken was delighted in the control-room as we all were
in the listening room.
Because everyone wore headphones they were all
in ready, conversational contact with each other, and while Pete discussed
points with the strings, say, the rest of the musicians went on playing their
own phrases as if making use of the time to perfect things.
I personally could have watched this
“rehearsing” all day, but in a surprisingly short time – not more than
half-an-hour – all was ready for a pukka “take”. This was signalled by an
extremely loud bang from the loud-speakers – loud enough indeed, to make one
jump from one’s chair!
Pete Moore held up his hand and got dead
silence for about 10 seconds, then gently brought the music to life…a short
intro from the orchestra, Bing stretched his neck upwards…glanced at Pete, an
almost indiscernible nod from Pete to Bing…and in came Bing, majestic,
resonant, full, rich-voiced…and straight through to the end. No interruptions,
no breaks for discussion…a complete and perfect “take”.
So absorbing had been the spectacle, that I’d
barely noticed the other occupants of the listening-room, but with the “take”
safely made, we had time to greet Bob Roberts, our “Guinness Book of Records”
collector, Frank Murphy our former Secretary, inevitably the incredible Leslie
Gaylor (I think he must have spent the entire time of Bing’s visit in London!),
Eric Crowder, down from Nottingham post-haste, John Ewens from Essex, and Phil
Clarke, up from Southampton. And a tight-fit we were in that listening room. As
I explained, recording studios are purely functional!
After this full “take”, the musicians seemed to
be taking a break…and we saw Bing arrange his scores on his stand…and then he
began to wend his way through the cables, microphones, instruments and other
paraphernalia in our direction…
Then he was standing in the doorway:
“Hullo you folks. Nice of you to come and see
me…good to see you…”
I must confess it was rather an overwhelming
moment for me. Bing standing there, after all these years, so pleasant looking,
so at-ease, so casual (sartorially and otherwise!)… In those few fleeting
seconds before I stepped forward to shake his hand and bring him the greetings
of all ICC members, I found myself thinking, in truly a flash, of all those
songs, all those films, Bob Hope, the Andrews Sisters, and goodness knows what
else! An incredible experience. What did I say? I cannot be sure but I think I
said something to the effect that it was impossible to be original, I knew he
had heard it a million times, but…it was a tremendous thrill and pleasure to
meet him, shake his hand.
“You’re very kind,” said Bing. Just like that.
We shook hands, firmly, warmly.
Then the spell broke: “May we have some
pictures Bing?”
“Sure,” said Bing and soon he was turning this way
and that in response to “Bing – this way please!” Soon he was signing albums,
photographs, plaques, drawings…chatting easily to Bob, Frank, Les, and the rest
of us. Someone presented him with a very artistic plaque – “Perhaps, you’ll
send it to me?” said Bing, no doubt wondering how he could look after it and
preserve it.
This must have gone on for thirty or forty
minutes, then Bing looked up after signing the last autograph: “Any more?”
Everyone appeared satisfied at last. I found this significant because of an
incident that happened later.
Ken Barnes came in much later, when Bing had
gone, and asked for Bob Roberts, Leslie Gaylor, John Bassett and myself to join
him in the control-room where he wanted some shots of us with Bing in that
sanctum. Making our way through the aforementioned paraphernalia of the studio,
we found Bing had been collared by a professional photographer for some
publicity shots.
Bing stood there, patiently, while I swear this
photographer took a hundred shots. The flash was popping incessantly…this went
on for a good ten minutes, while the four of us stood waiting in the
background. At last the photographer signified he’d finished. “Thank you Mr.
Crosby.”
Bing turned and walked out…he had gone to the
control room as we discovered when we entered with Ken.
“I thought we’d have a few shots in here, Bing,
with some of your greatest fans,” said Ken.
Bing stood up, shook his head: “Been enough
shots for one day, Ken” and walked out. And I didn’t blame him! Bing had
patiently stood and submitted to pictures from us, to signing autographs, until
everyone was satisfied. “Any more?” Bing had asked. And that was his
portion of time. Perhaps because he has found it necessary; perhaps on medical
orders, I don’t know but it seems to me Bing sensibly apportions what he has to
do and does it in rotation, patiently, calmly, cheerfully. And when he has done
it, HE
For instance, when Bing finally left us – he
went straight to a working lunch in the restaurant upstairs. A private
restaurant, that is, belonging to the studios, where Bing was to be interviewed
– and photographed – for a Sunday Times Colour Supplement. And then he was
roped in for the Pete Murray radio show. This gives an idea of just what a
hectic time Bing would always have, especially in London and why, in my
estimation, he sensibly schedules his day.
Needless for me to say, in view of the
foregoing, that it was a truly momentous day. To meet Bing and to have the
added privilege of seeing and hearing him “at work” was the fulfillment of 40
years unswerving admiration. I am extremely grateful to Ken Barnes for the
opportunity afforded.
(Reg Bristo, writing in the March
1975 issue of BING magazine [37])
Bing goes on to give an in-depth interview to George Perry of the
Sunday Times. The album of That’s What Life Is All About enters the
UK album charts in September 1975 and peaks at No. 28 during its 6 weeks in the
charts.
BING CROSBY: “THAT’S WHAT LIFE IS ALL ABOUT” (United Artists). All right, Bing Crosby's voice isn’t as great as it was 20, 30 or whatever years ago. So what? He’s a brilliant stylist and there’s plenty of voice left as he demonstrates here on 13 tracks…
(Variety, March 24, 1976)
Bing Crosby—That’s
What Life Is All About—United Artists
Pleasantly packaged, this
album is perfection from start to finish. Backed by press and TV coverage,
including Michael Parkinson, it is bound to sell in large quantities. It is
also supported by the title track released as a single, already climbing the
charts. “Best Things in Life Are Free” is a well-loved standard, and it’s good
to see the Hoyt Axton composition “Have a Nice Day” also included. Johnny
Mercer joins forces with Crosby for two of the tracks, being the first time
they have recorded together for thirty years. A superb album which is bound to
be one of the year’s best-sellers.
(Music Week, September
6, 1975)
BING CROSBY – That’s
What Love Is All About (sic), United
Artists UA-LA554-G. Pleasant set of easy listening cuts proves highly refreshing
in a time dominated by rock. Crosby has lost little of his vocal talents since
last recording, and the efforts of the Pete Moore Orchestra and producer Ken
Barnes (as well as a guest shot from Johnny Mercer) help make the set rewarding
material from Mercer, Barnes, the Bergmans, Hoyt Axton and Berlin. Best cuts: “I
Love To Dance Like They Used To Dance,” “Have A Nice Day,” “Bon Vivant.”
(Billboard, March 13, 1976)
...Crosby’s voice has lost
very little power and presence despite his septuagenarian status and the major
lung operation he underwent last year, and, estimably aided by the outstanding
arrangements of Pete Moore and the first-class orchestra directed by Moore,
this album is another landmark in a uniquely long and distinguished career.
(The Gramophone,
November, 1975)
The arrival for review of “At
My Time of Life” by Bing Crosby coincided with his outstanding triumph at the London
Palladium heading a bill shared by members of his family and Rosemary Clooney.
The album sets the seal on a memorable visit to these shores by a living legend
personifying all that is good, professional and genuinely heartwarming about
the world of entertainment, and, in fact, is the third to emanate from Crosby’s
recording sessions last year with the exception of the title song, which he
recorded in Los Angeles.
That unique and seemingly indestructible Crosby
vocal mellowness enhances the entire proceedings once again. All the songs are
drawn from the musical theatre over the five decades of Crosby’s prominence as
a singer and entertainer, ranging from the Rodgers and Hart numbers “My heart
stood still” and “Thou swell” from the 1927 stage production of Mark Twain’s “A
Connecticut Yankee” through “I got rhythm” by the Gershwin brothers from the
1930 “Girl Crazy” show and the Harburg/Lane opus “How are things in Glocca
Morra?” from the 1947 “Finian’s Rainbow” to the Bacharach/David gem of wistful
self-pity “I’ll never fall in love again” from the 1968 “Promises, Promises”
and “At my time of life” by Hal Shaper and Cyril Ornadel from this year’s
musical adaptation of Dickens’s “Great Expectations” .
Crosby brings his special brand of affable
authority to all fourteen numbers, aided and embellished by Pete Moore’s
arrangements and orchestrations which incorporate some deft modern touches
without jeopardizing the essential nostalgia of much of this material. The
sympathetic and totally aware production work of Ken Barnes also asserts itself
in a practical but unobtrusive fashion, and this album is a genuine piece of
popular music history of inestimable value.
(The Gramophone,
August, 1976)
February 27, Thursday. (Starting at 9:25 a.m.) Interviewed on Pete
Murray’s Open House
February 28, Friday. Bing goes to Decca House on the Albert
Embankment in London for a private luncheon with Sir Edward Lewis, Director
Bill Townsley, and executive Geoff Milne. While there, he also films a segment
for a forthcoming Thames Television program.
I do remember that it was
quite a feat to get Bing to come in for luncheon. He originally excused himself
by saying that he didn’t eat much during the daytime, but when I explained to
him the relationship between himself and the English Decca company, a fact that
he had not appreciated, and that our chairman, Sir Edward Lewis, had never met
him, he agreed. Need I say, he ate a hearty lunch! When Bing and I stepped out
of the lift at Decca House on his departure, he was almost mobbed by staff from
the building, and hastily ran to his car parked nearby. He explained to me that
he was always afraid of being jostled and knocked over—I can vouch for this,
since he usually walked rather slowly in his later years, as if intent on
maintaining his balance.
(Geoff Milne, in a letter
published in BING magazine, December 1996)
March 1, Saturday. Bing flies home from Heathrow airport, London.
March 6, Thursday. Bing is back in Hillsborough and writes a short letter of
thanks to Ken Barnes.
Got
back home after the long hop. Just now pulling myself together—overcoming the
jet lag!
Just
wanted to get a note off to you to tell you I thought everything went very well
on the recordings. I was certainly pleased with the orchestra and the
engineering and all the conveniences and amenities that United Artists provided
for me while there.
I
was playing ‘Glocca Morra’
and I noticed there’s a mistake in the lyric. I don’t know if there’s anything
you can do about it—but in the second eight bars of the chorus where the line
occurs, ‘Sad and dreamy there’, I sang ‘Sad and dreary there’.
This
is probably too short a phrase to permit any deletion and interpolation, but
maybe you can. I don’t know if it makes any great difference.
Give
my very best to Pete Moore. Will be in touch with you later—
All
the best,
Bing
P.S.
I’d appreciate it if you’d send me three or four of the recordings on
cassette—like ‘The Clowns’, ’Bon Vivant’, ‘Heart Stood Still’, ‘Song In My
Heart’, ‘Yours Sincerely’.
I
have a tape machine here—or rather Harry has—but I can’t play it, so even if
Martin brings over tapes, it wouldn’t help me much.
If
you have time, knock off a cassette for me and send it to me at the house.
(As reproduced in The Crosby Years, page 47)
March 11, Tuesday.
A compromise agreement over television revenue from Bing's Pro-Am is
reached. The PGA Tournament Players Division is to receive 40% instead
of the 30% it received in previous years.
At the start Bing gave
15% to the
March 16, Sunday. Bing flies to Guadalajara with his son Harry.
March 21-23, Friday–Sunday. At the Bing Crosby International
Classic at Guadalajara. Sue Roberts is the winner. Kathryn and Mary join Bing
on March 23.
Bing met the girls
at their plane, escorted them to a bull fight at which they were the guests of
honor, and ministered to their needs when most of them fell deathly ill at the
sight of an arena full of gore. He threw an all-night party for them at which
he sang and Harry played the guitar.
(Kathryn Crosby, My Last Years with Bing, page 349)
Bing writes to Canadian broadcaster Gord Atkinson.
I
have received your letter of March 5th. I appreciate very much your sentiments
of sympathy in connection with Larry’s passing. He led a rich, full life and
he’s going to be sorely missed.
I
received the cassette of the Special Christmas program that you aired during
the holiday season and I’m delighted to hear of the happy response.
I
thought it was very well put together.
Of
course I’ll be interested in hearing the other tapes when you have them edited
and put together.
We’re
going to be gone over the Easter vacation, and probably a great deal this
summer as I’m taking the boys over for a little golf tour - Scotland, Ireland,
England and the continent - so you had better write well in advance of your
visit when you come out to make sure that we’re going to be in the States at
that time.
Warmest
best wishes to you and the family –
Always
yours, Bing
March 28-30, Friday–Sunday. Easter. At Guadalajara, Mexico. Kathryn
and Mary fly home on March 31.
April 4, Friday. Bing and Harry arrive back in Hillsborough.
April 11, Friday. Bing writes to British fan Leslie Gaylor.
Thanks
for your letter of the 16th of March. I’ve been down in Mexico and only came
back the other day to find it waiting for me.
I
must say, Leslie, that you’ve done a tremendous job in
connection with the London albums and all the plugs and the other contacts and
promotions you’ve arranged and taken care of.
I’m
deeply grateful to you for this activity, and I’m hopeful that if you’ve gone
to any expense, you’ll let me know about it so we can take care of that too.
I
enjoyed having you all at the studio. I didn’t think it was much fun for you -
just listening to these things over and over, but if it gave you an idea of how
records are made and how the engineering department works, I’m sure it was a
useful visit.
I
imagine Ken Barnes and the people have got some promotions lined up for when I
come over in June. I think they had something in mind about doing something on
the Parkinson Show. Maybe some songs from the album, or something in that
direction. We’ll see what develops.
We
are all fine here at home. The kids are very busy with school and various activities.
If
I come over in June, I plan to bring the two boys with me for a tour of the
Scottish golf courses. They’re both very keen players now and play well enough
to take care of themselves. In fact, they beat me.
I’ve
got a copy of the cassette that Ken Barnes sent over, with the first album on
it. Sounds pretty good. It’s just a question, I think, of whether or not
there’s a market for this kind of material.
The
arrangements are all right, and I think I sing them pretty well, but then, as I
say, who can say what they’re going to pick up and buy in the current market.
Take
care of yourself, Leslie. All best wishes to you and your family –
As
ever, Bing
April 12, Saturday. Bing writes to President Gerald Ford.
Dear President
Ford
All concerned
sportsmen are happy to hear that Stan Hathaway is being considered for the
position of Secretary of the Interior.
It’s a rare
combination – when you find a man like this who shoots, and is also a dedicated
conservationist and a defender of the environment.
Very truly yours, Bing Crosby
April 29, Tuesday. American troops withdraw from Vietnam. Bing’s
recording of
“White Christmas” was planned to be played over the American forces
radio as a signal that the
evacuation should begin but at the last moment his recording cannot be
found and a recording by Tennessee Ernie Ford is used. Bing has been
back to Las Cruces and returns to
Hillsborough on this day.
May 3, Saturday. Bing and Kathryn attend the Kentucky Derby in Louisville and are guests of John W. Galbreath. They
fly back to Columbus, Ohio and thence to John W. Galbreath’s Darby Dan Farm
in
Galloway, Ohio before going to New York for a few days where they
attend the opening of the Chez Pascal restaurant. On his return to
California, Bing makes a special recording for Mr. Galbreath describing
his experience in Louisville.
May 6, Tuesday. Bing is in New York and sees the Pittsburgh Pirates beat the
New York Mets 2-1. During the game, Bob Prince, the regular play-by-play
commentator for the Pirates, is rushed to hospital with severe abdominal pains
and Bing helps out with the broadcast.
May 11, Sunday. Jimmy Van Heusen receives a Doctor of Letters degree at Gonzaga University. Bing and Kathryn are present.
May 22, Thursday. Bing writes to Ken Barnes again.
I’ve
been going over the project which you submitted concerning a television program
commemorating my 50th Anniversary in show business.
There’s
only one thing that I object to very strongly—and that is the fact that this
might lead into a tribute or something of that nature. I would like very much
to avoid this. It should be more or less the kind of thing I’ve done in 50
years.
I
don’t want any allusion to my being the biggest record seller or the biggest,
most important of any period, or the voice that has been heard more places than
anywhere in the world. That stuff has been beat to death, and I’m afraid
somebody might look into it and find out how untrue it is! This, of course,
would be embarrassing!
Then,
there’s the question of payment. A thing like this has considerable value to me
and I’ve been approached by several organizations here in the United States for
just such a program.
In
fact, two or three of them are now in the development stage, and there is also
an outfit in England that’s doing a grand over-all picture of the last 50 years
of popular music, with me just doing a segment.
So
if you’re going to do it over there and world rights are involved, I’d have to
get something very substantial.
I’d
like you to explore this with your people and find out just what they’re
prepared to pay.
There’s
another thing I want to take up. I think anybody that you interview on film or
on tape over here should be paid. If they don’t want to take the money, a check
should be given to their favorite charity. Just how much is something that
would have to be discussed.
I’ve
reached a point where I just don’t want people going around interviewing
friends and associates of mine and not paying them something for the privilege.
After
all, the program is going to make money.
I’m
supposed to make some money out of it, and the people who participate should
also be paid.
I
further think that they should be contacted before they’re going to be
interviewed, to be prepared, and if possible their comments should be confined
to something humorous or amusing or interesting and if possible, I hope that
they can be restrained from saying anything extravagant about the kind of work
I did or the kind of ability I had—or was alleged to have had.
After
you’ve had an opportunity to study these things discussed in this letter, I’d
appreciate it if you’d get in touch with me either by phone or by letter.
I
should be back in Hillsborough about the 1st of June or thereabouts—
All best wishes,
(As reproduced in The
Crosby Years, page 63)
May (undated). Bing is interviewed at his home by Clive Hirschhorn of
the London based Sunday Express and as part of this, Bing is asked
whether he would make many changes if he had to live his life over again.
“Not many,” he said. “I think
I’d be more generous to people who came to me for help and whom I was often too
busy or too self-absorbed to think about. I regret that now.
Selfishness. It’s so easy to be selfish when you’re young and riding high. In
my private life I was fortunate though. I made many mistakes in my first
marriage and didn’t spend nearly enough time with my four boys. Too busy. But
late in life I married a second time, and this time I learned from my mistakes,
and I think I improved as a husband and as a father. . . .
“As for the present, well, I’m a family man who works only when he wants to,
and not because he has to. If the right movie script came along, I’d do it—but
basically today’s movies don’t appeal to me at all. They’re just too dirty—most
of them. I’m no prude but some of the things you see are just plain disgusting.
Saw a movie a few weeks ago called Shampoo. I couldn’t believe my eyes
and ears. Every few minutes I thought of leaving, but was intrigued to see what
they’d do next. And they did it. Well, that’s not for me. With movies like that
around, I’ll take the golf course every time.”
(Clive Hirschhorn, Sunday
Express, June 1, 1975)
June 13, Friday. Mary Frances Crosby graduates from Burlingame High School.
June 19, Thursday. Mary Frances Crosby having graduated from Burlingame High
School has gone on to attend the University of Texas. Bing, Harry and Nathaniel
fly down to see her in Austin.
June 23, Monday. Records the first part of the Bingo Viejo
album at United Recorders, Hollywood, with Paul Smith and his Orchestra.
June 26, Thursday. Having flown to Las Vegas ostensibly to see his dentist, Bing
tapes an appearance on The Merv Griffin Show at Caesar’s Palace. Bing
comes out to thunderous applause as the introduction to “Where the Morning
Glories Grow” begins. It was intended that Bing should lip synch to his
recording of the song, but the applause goes on for so long and is so loud that
he misses his cue and the recording starts while he is still saying thanks for
the ovation. Merv Griffin comes out, the song stops and they chat briefly
before Bing starts singing again. Rich Little also guests. The show is
televised on July 25.
June 30, Monday. Bing and his two sons leave San Francisco for the UK but stop
off at Winged Foot Golf Club, Mamaroneck, Westchester County, New York to play
golf.
July 2, Wednesday. They arrive at Turnberry in Scotland.
July 3, Thursday. During the morning, Bing tapes a television commercial
for Tennents Lager at the Black Bull Inn at Straiton, Ayrshire in Scotland. During
the afternoon, he golfs at Turnberry.
July 4, Friday. Starting at 11:30 a.m., golfs with sons Nathaniel and Harry at
Turnberry.
July 5, Saturday. Teeing off at 1:30 p.m., Bing takes part in the Pineapple Pro
Cel-Am for Cancer Relief on the Ailsa Course at Turnberry. He partners with
Ryder Cup golfer Bernard Gallacher, Dr. David Marsh and a Mr. Boyd. Son Harry
shares first place in the competition with his professional partner Tommy
Horton. Other celebrities taking part include Hank Ketcham, Johnny Speight, Don
Revie, Bobby Charlton, Cliff Michelmore and Stanley Baker. Nathaniel Crosby
plays with Max Faulkner. Bing and his sons, Harry and Nathaniel, have their
evening meal in Girvan and walk down to the harbor.
July 6, Sunday. Golfs with Ryder Cup player Christy O’Connor and jockey Geoff
Lewis at Dalmahoay, Edinburgh, in a pro-am organized by Jimmy Tarbuck. A crowd
of 12,000 watches the golf and at the end of his round, Bing sings “A Lovely Day
at Dalmahoay” to the large audience assembled outside the clubhouse.
July (undated). Golfs with his two youngest sons at various British
courses, including Gleneagles.
July 10-13, Thursday–Sunday. Bing and his sons attend the British
Open Golf Championship at Carnoustie in Scotland. The winner is Tom Watson.
July 13, Sunday. Bing checks into Claridges in London during the late evening
and refuses a request by Ken Barnes to rehearse with Fred Astaire on July 14
because he has “nineteen appointments” (thought to mean a round of golf). Pete
Moore and Ken Barnes rehearse with Fred instead.
July 14, Monday.
Interviewed at his hotel by Jack de Manio for the
July 15, Tuesday. (10:00 a.m.–1:00 p.m.) Commences recording the A Couple of Song and Dance Men album with Fred
Astaire, Pete Moore and his Orchestra, and the Johnny Evans Singers at the
Music Centre, Wembley.
They arrived at the studio about half an hour before the session and
there was a brief fifteen minutes of rehearsal after which Bing decided to have a cup of
coffee before recording.
It took us about twenty-five minutes to get a balance on the orchestra
and the first two songs were ‘in
the can’ within forty minutes after that. Bing was very relaxed and charming to
everyone and while the orchestra took a fifteen-minute break he went to the
reception area to make a couple of phone calls.
When he returned we resumed the session and as Pete took the orchestra
through the third number, Bing wandered into the control room to hear a
playback. I remember asking him: ‘Are you happy with everything, Bing?’
‘Everything’s dandy,’ he
replied. ‘I’ve
only got one more number to do, and then I quit for the day. How sweet it is!’
He went back into the studio and joined Fred in the vocal area. Three
takes and
his final number for that day was over. During the session a Daily Mirror news
photographer was taking shots for a feature story on the album that was being
written by Charles Thompson. Charles thought it would be a good idea - before Fred started to rehearse his solo number
- to get some shots of the two artists at the microphone in the studio. Fred
was more interested in rehearsing his song with the orchestra, but Bing
responded to Charles’ suggestion with almost juvenile enthusiasm. He clowned
around the studio floor in a variety of hammy poses, doing his best to get Fred into an equally
animated attitude - but without much success. The most that Fred would give was
a polite smile. It was obvious to Pete Moore and I that Fred wanted to
concentrate on his next song and by goofing around and posing for photos with
everyone, Bing was cutting into precious studio and working time. Eventually Bing’s antics subsided and Fred got a chance to
run through his solo version of ‘Easy to Remember’ (a Crosby hit from the thirties. It was planned that Bing would do one of
Fred’s hits as a solo elsewhere in the sessions). As Fred prepared to do a
first take on the song, Bing ambled over to the microphone and said: ‘Nice
going, Fred. By
the way, I’m
taking the limousine. See
you tomorrow.’ Without waiting for a reaction, Bing simply strolled out of the
studio.
At the end of the session I had to drive Fred back to his hotel.
Another
thing that bothered Fred throughout each session was the amount of ad-libbing
that Crosby would invariably indulge in. ‘Bing is the master when it comes to
cross-talk and witty asides,’ said Fred. ‘I can’t begin to compete with him.
What am I going to do?’
Since
I had written all the special lyrics and adaptations for the album, I
approached Bing to suggest a few lines to him that might be thrown in at odd
points during the routines. He said: ‘Fine, I’ll make a note of them.’
I
then went back to Fred with some suggestions that might counteract Bing’s lines
and where he might possibly top the great Crosby in
one or two instances. Fred was delighted to have the inside information and the
useful retorts. But more often than not, Crosby would be one jump ahead of us
and at the crucial point in a routine he would hit Fred with a completely
different line. And yet, for some reason, Fred - who claimed to be a poor
ad-libber - would rise to the occasion by coming back with an equally funny
remark. The result was that most of the ad-libs in that album are absolutely
genuine.
The
only time in the album where Bing managed to completely top Fred was in their
version of ‘Pick Yourself Up’ in which I had written a special lyric portraying
Fred as a dancing teacher and Bing as a less-than-capable pupil. It was agreed
that at the very end of the routine, Bing would simply say to Fred: ‘And now
for your singing lesson.’ But Bing went much further than that with a whole
string of funny lines about not being able to fit Fred in for at least a
fortnight. We just left the tape running to get all of Crosby’s lines and we
picked up the laughter of the orchestra too. It was a moment of rare
magic. And Fred loved it as much as anyone.
(Ken Barnes, writing in The
Crosby Years, pages 51-52)
One lovely story, regarding
another American star, was the day we arrived at the studios to discover we
were to provide the vocal backing for two legendary performers who were
combining their talents to produce an album - Bing Crosby and Fred Astaire. As
thrilled as I was to meet and work with these showbiz greats, Joan Baxter, one
of the other session singers booked for the recording, was ecstatic. “I must
ring my Mum during the break for lunch,” she said “and tell her who we are
working with. She is a Bing Crosby fanatic and she’ll just die.” As soon as the
midday break was called, Joan phoned and was just about to tell her Mum the
news, when who should walk by, at just that moment, but the man himself.
Without as much as a ‘by your leave’ - Joan thrust the phone into his hand and
said “Bing - say hallo to my Mum - her name is Harriet.” Bing, without turning
a hair, and in that very recognisable voice of his, spoke into the mouthpiece.
“Hi, Harriet - this is Bing Crosby. Howya doin’.” For all the effect it had on
Joan’s mum, it could have been the local butcher. In her broad Yorkshire accent
she replied, “Ee - is that you Bing? Me arthritis is killing me!”
“Well honey,” replied the crooner “don’t you worry. You just sit yourself down
with a large brandy - no, make that two large brandies - and you’ll feel
much better.” Joan’s mum, the Bing fanatic who we felt would just die at the
thought of speaking to her hero, refused even now to show her excitement or,
worse still, to admit her personal worship of the man.
“Our
Joan’s Dad,” she said “thought you were wonderful!” Bing was unable to say another
word for Harriet’s phlegmatic reply struck a funny bone and he left us to enjoy
his lunch, still roaring with laughter at the conversation.
(Maggie Stredder, writing in
her book The Girl with the Glasses, pages 68-69)
During the evening, Thames Television transmits The Day War Broke Out
in which Bing and others give recollections of entertainment during WWII.
July 16, Wednesday. (10:00 a.m.–1:00 p.m.) Bing and Fred Astaire record more
tracks for the A Couple of Song and Dance Men album
July 17, Thursday. Completes A Couple of Song and Dance Men album.
A Couple of Song
and Dance Men—United Artists UA-LA 588G
Enjoyable set from two of the
finer singers of our time, cut in London, produced by Ken Barnes and featuring
the Pete Moore Orchestra. Lots of cuts from movies the two have appeared in with
material from Berlin, Mercer, Carmichael and Scott Joplin. All standards well
done, with the pair singing together or taking solos. Best cuts: “Top Billing,”
“A Couple of Song and Dance Men,” “Change Partners,” “Pick Yourself Up.”
(Billboard International,
March 6, 1976)
Two indestructibles of show
business, united on one record is an invincible formula, particularly when the
two involved are “A Couple of Song And Dance Men” like Fred Astaire and Bing
Crosby. The rapport and mutual esteem between these two splendid troupers are
obvious and delightful, although the verbal adlibbing and asides are
occasionally overdone and not always intelligible to the listener...This LP
recorded in London last year was the first occasion on which the two main
participants had worked together since making the film “Blue Skies” in 1946,
and one hopes it will be followed by further collaborations.
(The Gramophone,
February, 1976)
July 18, Friday. (10:30 - 11:15 a.m.) Interviewed by Michael Aspel on Capital
Radio. In the afternoon, tapes another Parkinson television show for
One
day we received a letter from a man called Leslie Gaylor. He was a fitter for
Hovercraft in the Isle of Wight. He said he had the biggest collection in the
land of Bing Crosby memorabilia, that Bing was a
personal friend of his and if we wanted him on the show he could fix it. We
thought he was a nutter. But then why would he say
these things if there was not an element of truth in them? So we asked him to
come to London and not only did Mr. Gaylor get us Bing Crosby, he was also
indirectly responsible for Fred Astaire appearing on the show.
It
is a mark of Crosby’s unaffected good nature that he made his first appearance
on Parkinson not because Orson Welles had been on the show or he had
anything to promote, but out of friendship for Leslie Gaylor. He was the most
relaxed and laid back of them all…
…When
he arrived at the reception desk at the TV Centre he was carrying a hat box
under his arm. He said to the receptionist, ‘Hi, I’m Bing Crosby. Can you
direct me towards the gal who’s going to fix my toop?’
His
hairpiece was in the box.
He
told me his favourite song was ‘White Christmas’ and
he never tired of singing it. When he performed it on the show I was astonished
to see him reading the words from autocue. He had an effortless style and
possessed the greatest gift of all, that of making
everyone in the studio believe they wanted to work for him.
That
said he wasn’t a pushover. He had very exacting standards and expected everyone
else to match them. It is true that, like Sinatra, he didn’t care much for
rehearsal, which is not the same saying he didn’t care about getting it right.
Again like Sinatra, when he came into the studio to rehearse he was word
perfect and faultless in his delivery. He expected everyone else to be the
same.
He
ran through his number twice, the band was happy, it sounded good. Then the
director asked if he would mind doing it one more time. Crosby agreed. When he
had finished, the director pleaded with Bing for another take.
Crosby
asked why.
The
director said, ‘I think I can do it better.’
Bing
smiled and said, ‘I can’t.’
I
did a duet with Crosby, which is a bit like saying I danced with Ginger Rogers
or opened the innings with W. G. Grace.
Bing
said if I was any good he was going to retire and play golf. At the end of our
performance, he looked at me and said, ‘Guess I’m back on the road again.’
(Michael
Parkinson, writing in his book Parky, pages 214-216)
…However, we got to the TV Theatre
around 2pm - and on making enquiries at a side-entrance were brusquely informed
that only “Mr. John Fisher” could give permission to enter for the rehearsal.
Crestfallen we certainly were, especially as the rain was falling quite
heavily…when who should appear but Pete Moore, whom I’d had the pleasure of
meeting previously with Ken Barnes and Leslie Gaylor. This turned things a lot
brighter - and especially so when Ken himself arrived and after a short while,
we had the necessary permission to enter for the rehearsal - for which our thanks
are assuredly due to Ken, Pete Moore and John Fisher. Inside the theatre we met
Leslie Gaylor and George O’Reilly, who you will recall produced the Irish TV
show that Bing did around 1968, and several prominent members of the ICC,
including Bob Roberts and his wife Vera, and Fred Reynolds, down from
Birmingham.
At 2.30 immense activity
broke out on the stage. Pete Moore had assembled the orchestra and they were
running thro’ various tuning up processes. Then Bing
walked on stage! He looked really terrific, very tanned, smiling broadly
and obviously very happy The producer, his assistants, the technicians were all
in earnest, workmanlike, conversations and conferences…Parkinson going from one
to the other…we could hear the technical requirements and details being ironed
out, speedily, efficiently, cameras, mikes, control room, a truly fascinating
experience.
Bing was asked to run thro ‘Play a Simple Melody’ - and he was in superb voice
and form…he went on singing…chatting to Parkinson, and it was clear they
enjoyed each other’s company…young Harry arrived and was soon strumming his
guitar and chatting away to Parkinson, too. What with the songs and the
re-takes we had a truly marvellous time. Many times, in the rehearsal, there
was spontaneous applause from the visitors, the studio technicians and those of
us lucky enough to be present - and I noticed that the musicians often led the
applause. It was truly amazing - and naturally, a wonderful tribute to Bing’s
superb talents and style.
The rehearsal ended after about two
and a quarter hours – and Bing was still going strong with the show proper
still to come!
(Eric Crowder, writing in BING magazine,
September 1975 [#39])
…Then the show itself; no less than
six songs from Bing and a fund of reminiscences and anecdotes. It was
noticeable that Parkinson had several pages of script in front of him -
necessary no doubt - but that Bing had no notes whatever and spoke
spontaneously and completely off-the-cuff, as it were, all the way through.
And except for one small slip when he switched from “unctuous” to “urbane” when
talking about Fred Astaire, he was word-perfect. Quite an astonishing display
of’ virtuosity as regards elan, on-the-spot
narration, humour and breadth of knowledge and character.
A highlight was, of
course, when Bing launched into his first song, ‘Breezing Along with the
Breeze’ from the forthcoming album. This gave the show an upbeat-tempo from its
earliest moments. Among the other songs were ‘Play a Simple Melody’, with son
Harry, ‘The Pleasure of Your Company’ with Parkinson. ‘I Like to Dance Like They Used to Dance’, ‘Send in the Clowns’ (this could
well be a “smash-hit”) and we had a fabulous bonus when Bing had to do ‘That’s
What Life Is All About’ twice, after one false start!
The false-start itself demonstrated
Bing’s completely equable temperament. Pete Moore’s excellent orchestra was
playing a four-bar introduction but Bing misread it and came in late. Signs
were made to him to stop and he quizzically enquired; “Something wrong?”
“It’s a very short intro Bing,”
apologised Pete, “I don’t think it gives you time enough to get from your chair
across stage to the microphone”…Bing was completely alive to the problem and humourously made a series of mock sprints from his seat to the
centre of the stage amid much mirth and applause from the audience. These items
will not, of course, be screened but they are a lasting memory for us who were
lucky enough to be there.
Finally it was decided to make the
intro eight-bars and the “take” went through to the end. But it appeared there
were further problems - the orchestra had come in loud and strong for the last
chorus and it was felt that Bing’s voice had been partially drowned, though I
must add at this stage he sounded very powerful indeed.
Now came some real Crosbyana:
firstly, Bing explained to us what had happened – and typically he blamed
himself for asking the orchestra to “pump it up”. Whether that was so or not,
how like him to put everyone at ease by shouldering the blame. Some lightning
re-arrangements were by then going on (to the score that is) and while this was
being fixed, Bing sat casually astride his stool in the centre of the stage,
dexterously juggling the hand-mike - and launched into a little verse in rhyme
to the opening bars of the song explaining what had occurred! He was in
masterly form and yet it was all done with all the casual aplomb and absolute
spontaneity which is Bing’s hallmark. I hope someone either taped or remembered
the words to this little impromptu song - it completely captivated everyone -
the audience, orchestra, stagehands, technicians, and received a very big hand.
Again, this won’t be shown on TV - and what a pity! Bing regarded us with mock
concern, shrugged, and said apologetically: “Fraid
we’re gonna have to do it again” - and this “apology”
brought more well-nigh frantic applause…
All too soon the show was over; it
had started at six and now it was seven-thirty. We could have stayed for hours
and still have been not satisfied. What a privilege and genuine thrill to have
been entertained in person by the greatest showbusiness
superstar of them all, of this or any other era.
(John
Bignell, writing in BING magazine, September
1975 [#39])
…So glad you liked the Michael
Parkinson show. It was fun to do. He is such a generous host. I thought the
music sounded pretty good. The band was first class and everybody I talked to
who happened to be there said they enjoyed it a great deal…
(Letter from Bing to Leslie
Gaylor, July 25, 1975)
July (undated). The Crosbys golf with Roger Wethered, a top British golfer of
the 1920s, at the Royal Wimbledon course.
July 22, Tuesday. (8:00–9:00 a.m.) Appears on Terry Wogan’s morning
When younger, Bing Crosby with
his deceptively easy singing style and his similar gift on the big screen had
been a great favourite of mine. I could never have dreamt of meeting him, as I
queued for the one-and-nines, but I did. In the early seventies, he dropped in
one morning on my radio show, and we chatted. He, too, was everything I knew he
would be: full of bonhomie and good humour, relaxed and generous with
his time.
As I recall [and, as you have noticed, my recollections can be a bit on the
misty side], Bing was in London to record an album with Fred Astaire. The word
had it that the recording was not going as swimmingly as it might: Astaire was
a workaholic, meticulous in everything, as in his dancing: rehearse, refine,
rehearse, let’s do it one more time. Crosby’s style was the antithesis of Astaire’s:
rely on your talent, do it on your toes, wing it, let’s go, I’ve got a golf
date …
(Terry Wogan, writing in his
book, Is It Me? pages 78/79)
July 23, Wednesday. Tapes a television appearance on the
One final story of the Top
of the Pops concerns a Party Political Broadcast from the Prime Minister at
that time - Edward Heath. Mr. Heath had arrived at the
“Are you in charge here?” shouted the great man.
“Yessir” trembled the Director “Yes - I am!” The Prime Minister leant towards
him and asked
“Any chance of Bing Crosby’s autograph?”
That story, I promise, you is
true.
(Maggie Stredder, writing in
her book The Girl with the Glasses, page 77)
July 24, Thursday. At Bushey, Hertfordshire, to narrate a film documentary about
golf called Golf Through the Ages at the Cygnet Films studio. Plays golf
at Moor Park afterwards.
July 25, Friday. The Merv Griffin Show with Bing and Rich Little as
guests is shown by CBS. Meanwhile in London, Bing is interviewed by Llew
Gardiner on the Today program for Thames Television and this is transmitted
at 6:00 p.m. Lives in a rented house at 3 Aubrey Rd., London W8 (near Holland
Park Avenue) during his stay in London.
July 26, Saturday. Makes a brief contribution to the
July 27, Sunday. Tapes a guest appearance on the Vera Lynn
…However, it was well into the latter part of the show before the actual introduction and
appearance of Bing occurred with these words: “Over the years there have been many singing highlights in my career, but however great the memory of those times nothing can equal the thrill that I now feel in introducing to you someone that we all love and admire so much. Ladies and gentlemen: Bing Crosby!”
And Bing strolled on to cheers and. applause which
certainly equalled, if not excelled, that of the Parkinson reception. He wore a lounge suit and joined the beaming Vera—the Alyn Ainsworth orchestra was playing “Where the Blue of the Night” in almost two-step time which, after Vera’s reminder, Bing noted that he remembered “very well”. Vera thanked Bing for coming and he responded by saying how much he had been looking forward to it. It was at this juncture that Vera expressed the fulfillment of her life’s ambition by singing with Bing—it invited the almost inevitable Crosby
rejoinder: “Oooh, Vera! You must elevate your goals a little!” But
Vera would have none of it and as the music struck up they went into that presumed first-ever duet,
“Sing a Song”. The opening lines were backed by piano only and the orchestra and chorus (Young Generation) gradually came in to good effect. Both sang out “good and strong” and gave the likeable Joe Raposo composition the straight and tuneful treatment it deserves. Bing faded a little on a word or two—maybe he leaned back out of mike range—but he carried the melody while Vera harmonised, reversing their roles towards the conclusion.
It was delightfully executed and with both renowned for their rich, clear tones and perfect diction that much was to be expected. The disappointment came in that they sang only the one duet. A lost opportunity! With all respect to the other guests one felt that after
such a musical amalgam the producer might have at least treated us to more than
this. It was not to be. Still, we did have another “live” version of “That’s What
Life Is All About” —a pleasant variation from the issued version both in words and music that
included a little whistle from Bing. We have quite a collection of these “live” versions now—nearly enough for a complete LP! Bing took a full 40 seconds applause after his solo, and was seeming to just settle in comfortably when it was all over (he had appeared just a bit “wooden” and less buoyant than usual on his entrance).
What a pity they couldn’t have really made a night of it; but at least posterity has one Bing/Vera duet to relish - something of which I had long given up hope.
(Bert Bishop, writing in BING magazine, December 1975
[#40])
…As far as my memories of Bing
are concerned, I could not possibly go into all the days we spent together
rehearsing, but the one thing that did stick in my mind was when we had tea, he
had a huge piece of fruit cake and a large lump of ice-cream with it! Probably
a good combination, but not one we were familiar with…
(Vera Lynn, in a letter dated
March 27, 2007 to Crosby fan Trevor Wagstaff.)
July 28, Monday. Is interviewed by Derek Jones for a
Bing was the first singer of whom, when a very small boy in the 1930s, I became aware and I was soon a great admirer of his. My parents had several 78rpm gramophone records of songs he had recorded in those years. Two of them, ‘Home on the Range’ and ‘The Last Roundup’, have been favourites of mine ever since.
So, having heard in the 1970s that he was very interested in wildlife, it was not surprising that I invited him at that period to participate as a guest in a series of radio programmes called Sounds Natural that I had devised and produced for Radio 4 and which featured celebrities with a keen interest in wildlife.
An enthusiastic golfer, Bing had
become friends with the
It was with some trepidation at phoning anyone as early as 7am that I picked up the telephone in my office at BH Bristol. I need not have worried, Bing was up and about and very amiable. He said he would be glad to take part in the programme and could fit it in one day when he came down to London. As he couldn’t be sure of a possible date at that stage, he told me he would telephone me as soon as he knew. I mentioned that in a few days’ time I would be lunching with Henry Longhurst in his idyllically situated home on top of the South Downs near Brighton. Nevertheless, it was rather to my surprise that on that day, 16 July 1975, during lunch, the telephone rang and Henry’s wife answered it and returned to say, ‘It’s Bing Crosby for you, John.’ And so it was: to tell me that he had hired a house in London’s Holland Park and could meet me there one morning in a week or so’s time to record the interview.
This was duly arranged and the regular
Sounds Natural interviewer, the late Derek Jones, a popular West Country
broadcaster, and I arrived together with a
I had previously discovered that he was a very good mimic of those American wild birds with which he was familiar. In discussing these with him, I mentioned that one would be an extract from ‘My Blue Heaven’, which refers to the call of the whip-poor-will, a bird related to our nightjar, which also calls at night. Bing said he had sung so many different songs in his lifetime and he couldn’t remember them all including that one. So rather self-consciously in the presence of such a famous crooner, I crooned the first couple of lines to him, which sparked his memory and he joined in, quipping at the end, ‘We should have got together sooner, John!’ Other songs of Bing’s that I included were ‘Mr Meadowlark’, where Bing gives very good imitations of the song of this American bird of fields and meadows, and bobwhite. The bobwhite is a common small American gamebird related to our quail whose name is onomatopoeic: its typical call sounding like a whistled ‘bob-bob-white’, also mimicked perfectly by Bing.
To demonstrate just how good his imitations were, in the final programme as transmitted, I subsequently added actual sound recordings of these birds for comparison.
Provided by me with a series of questions in addition to his own that I knew would launch Bing on a string of his wildlife memories, Derek, a masterly interviewer, evoked a delightfully chatty conversation that pleased me immensely. Bing had been a keen wildfowler, hunting within United States laws, but his concern for the conservation of water birds and other wildlife was sincere.
After the interview had finished, Bing, Derek, the recording engineer and I continued to chat for another hour about birds, fishing, colour blindness (from which Bing suffered) and other topics. Derek and I both felt that Bing genuinely enjoyed chatting about his interests in wildlife and its conservation as a change from being asked about his show business career…
Altogether, as Derek Jones wrote in his account of the occasion (Microphones and Muddy Boots, David & Charles, Newton Abbot, Devon, 1987), it was ‘two hours of absolute joy’.
Like Derek, I am happy that we were able to meet and talk with Bing, a charming man whose distinctive singing voice we had both greatly admired. A couple of years after our meeting, Bing passed away, appropriately enough, on a golf course. To both of us life wasn’t the same without him.
A couple of months after the repeat broadcast of the programme in January 1976, I received a very nice personal letter from Bing, saying, among other topics, that he had listened to the tape of the programme I had sent him and was ‘much impressed’ by it. I still have and treasure the letter.
(John F. Burton,
writing in Prospero, the newspaper for
July 30, Wednesday. Bing, Harry and Nathaniel are photographed at Heathrow airport, London en route to Germany.
July 31, Thursday. With his son Nathaniel at the German Open at Bremen. They
golf in a Pro-Am and Nathaniel’s team come second. Bing presents the prizes.
August 2, Saturday. Bing and Kathryn attend the races at Goodwood near Chichester, West Sussex and Bing accepts a trophy on behalf of the horse “Hail the Pirates” ridden by Lester Piggott and owned by his friend, Daniel Galbreath, which has won the featured race, the PTS Laurels Handicap. Bing sings "When Irish Eyes Are Smiling". That night, they attend a barbecue and meet the Prince of Wales.
That night, we
attended a barbecue with the popular young Prince of Wales. He chatted with us
for about an hour, exuded charm, and seemed as unaware as we were of the stormy
days that awaited him. When we parted, Bing patted Charles on the shoulder, and
wished him the best of luck. Suddenly struck by a premonition, the Prince
replied, “Thanks very much. You know, I’m sure I’ll need it.”
(Kathryn Crosby. My Last Years with Bing, page 355)
August 3, Sunday. Bing and Kathryn visit Petworth House whilst Harry and
Nathaniel go swimming with the Prince of Wales.
August 4, Monday. (1:00 - 2:00 p.m.) At 3 Aubrey Rd., London W8,
Bing records an interview for the
But have you been a quick learner of songs? Hear it
once...
No. I’d say it
depends. These songs they are writing now are so intricate that it takes me
quite a while to learn them - not so much the melody as the intervals.
Songwriters used to write eight bars, eight bars, a middle strain and then
eight bars at the finish; that was it. Now there are six-bar phrases, four-bar,
no beats in between, or three beats in between, or three-and-a-half. I have to
hear it several times before I can get it in my head.
August 5,
Tuesday. (10:30 a.m.) Golfs at Sunningdale in a charity pro-am event
preceding
the Colgate European Women’s Championship. Bing is interviewed on
television.
Bob Hope also attends the event. Bing’s handicap is now nine. During
the day, Bing and Bob meet up with Mr. and Mrs. Boardman whose wedding
they had attended on September 22, 1952.
August 6, Wednesday. Bing and his sons fly from London Airport
to Holland.
August 7, Thursday. Golfs in Hilversum, Holland, in a pro-am and is interviewed
by Dutch television and radio.
…And
then Bing arrived with his two sons. I was allowed to be present when Bing and
the boys sat down and had a meal – Bing had an egg-salad, a glass of milk and
some ice-cream while all the time people were taking a thousand pictures and
asking even more questions. He sat very relaxed, answering in kindly fashion
the same old questions about his family, his golfing, other artists, etc. Then
Bing was away to change, but I asked him again for his autograph and told him
once more how I enjoyed his BBC interview – and he recognized me! Since there
weren’t too many people asking for his signature at that particular time I was
bold enough to give him two more things to autograph – the BBC ticket and an
issue of BING magazine: and guess what he said?
“Gosh!
You’re asking a lot…you know you can exchange four of my signatures for one of
Sinatra’s, don’t you?”
He
should know better – but everyone roared with laughter.… Well then, after Bing
had changed everybody followed him up to the green. Before he tee’d off he
spoke a few words and sang “Where’s My Caddy” (I believe) and then I spent a
wonderful four and a half hours next to him as he happily went along from hole
to hole. He was merrily swinging his clubs and chatting to everyone who wanted
to have a chat, including myself.
And
this time I wasn’t so nervous. He really brightened up the whole course in his
own special, easy-going manner. And, as far as I can judge, he is such a good
golfer.
It
was a tremendously hot day and the golfers stopped every now and then for a
drink - water, mainly, which gave me the chance to offer Bing a glass which he
heartily accepted.
Halfway
round, he did a small interview for the radio and the man who interviewed him
was almost as nervous as I’d been the first time. When it was broadcast
later you could hear him say “…can you imagine that! Me standing next to B-b-bing
C-c-crosby!”
At
the end of the game he did another interview for Dutch TV and one of the TV men
asked him if he would sing something - which he did! Bing walked to the mike
and everyone was closing in around him in a circle and joining him. Happily, I
was right beside him, joining in as he sang “It’s Tulip Time in Holland”, “Zing
a Little Zong”, “True Love”, “Pennies from Heaven”…every time it rains it
rains…” then he looked at his watch: “Don’t you know my plane is leaving for
Heaven” all to the melody! Wonderful. And then he was about to go, after
he’d sung “White Christmas” on a day when everyone was wiping their forehead it
was so hot.
I
felt I just couldn’t let him walk off like that…and I went after him to say
“Goodbye”. We shook hands and he asked me to spell out my name so that he
wouldn’t forget it - and he told me to take good care of my feet and perhaps to
buy myself a new pair of shoes! Since it was such a hot day I hadn’t put on any
stockings that morning. Rather quickly I had five blisters on each foot for the
rest of the day onto which I’d put some plasters…and as I’d walked barefoot for
the rest of the day on sand and grass you could hardly see my skin and my feet
were as black as coal! So my feet were rather conspicuous and with all the
plasters, they must have looked much worse than they really were. Certainly
Bing was quick to spot them – and very kindly told me to take good care of
them.
(Noor Van Heel,
writing in BING magazine, June 1977 [#46])
August 11, Monday. (9:00 - 11:00 a.m.) At 3 Aubrey Rd., Bing
records a program for
August 13, Wednesday. It is announced that Bing, Bob Hope, and
Dorothy Lamour will make a film called The Road to Tomorrow. Starting at
9 a.m. at the Aubrey Rd. property, Bing records an appearance on the
1. South Rampart Street Parade (Bob Crosby and his Bob Cats)
2. Clair De Lune (London Symphony Orchestra)
3. And the Angels Sing (Benny Goodman with vocal by Martha Tilton)
4. Moonlight Serenade (Glenn Miller)
5. Liebestraum (Philadelphia Orchestra)
6. Begin the Beguine (Artie Shaw)
7. Song of India (Tommy Dorsey)
8. Cavalleria Rusticana (La Scala Orchestra)
He chooses as a luxury a guitar and as a book (other than The Bible)
he chooses Roget’s Thesaurus. The program is broadcast on December 27,
1975. Bing receives a fee of £60.
August 14, Thursday. Bing, Kathryn and the boys leave for Paris
for a few days. There is a minor bomb scare en route as an Arab passenger was
carrying two imitation guns. In Paris, they see a show at the Moulin Rouge.
August (undated). Records an International Pro-Celebrity Golf
The whole series of Pro-Celebrity
Golf is usually played over a couple of weeks, the promoters endeavouring
to put two nine-hole matches “in the can” per day. The pilot drew my
attention to a tiny grass airstrip up ahead, or should I say down ahead, a long
tidy row of similar aircraft to our own lining either side of it, rather like a
guard of honour.
Some black limousines stood by the modest reception building indicating, in
fact, that I wasn’t the only one arriving at that particular time. In
fact as I said hello to one of the representatives from
“That’ll be Mr. Crosby now,” I heard somebody behind me say, causing my ears to
prick up. One of my great personal ambitions had long been to
meet the man I always considered to be the finest pop singer of all time. I
felt sure the opportunity was at hand, knowing we were both heading for the
same destination.
A
minute or two later, I was ushered into one of the waiting cars, and just as I
climbed aboard, a voice said, “Oh, Val, have you met Bing?” I turned,
and there entering the car parked alongside was The Man Himself.
“Hi there, Val, how’ya doin’?” He reached out of the car and took my hand. “I
believe we’re playin’ a bit of golf together today.” Till that moment of course
I had no idea who my playing opponent was to be.
Just as our respective cars were pulling away, he opened his window and
called out, “Let’s have some lunch together before the game.” We did just that
within the hour and then made our way to the golf course. Bing, as most golfers
will know, had been an extremely good amateur golfer, and even while in his
early seventies he still played well. It was indeed a day I shall never forget,
made even more memorable by the young Scottish lad, who had no idea who the
great Mr. Crosby was when he asked for my autograph during the round.
(Val Doonican, writing in People’s
Friend, May 23, 1987)
August 21, Thursday. At Claridges in London. Bing sends a
hand-written note to Crosby fan Leslie Gaylor.
I fully appreciate the many things you have
done on behalf of my English image and career. I am sure none of it would have
happened without your impetus. I can tell you also it has been great fun
working with Barnes, Moore, Drewett, Astaire and so many others. Reawakens my
interest in the business. Let’s hope something serious develops.
Yours, Bing
August 24-29, Sunday-Friday. Bing, Kathryn and the boys are in Yorkshire (near Ripon) for the grouse shooting. They stay with Lord and Lady Swinton at nearby Swinton Park, Masham, North Yorkshire for several days. Bing also calls in at the Drovers Arms, Dallowgill for a drink and sings ‘Happy Holiday’ for the patrons.
Music continued to
play a significant role in David’s life and was the cause of some entertaining
episodes which he loved to relate. One of these took place at Swinton Park,
North Yorkshire, in 1975, when David and Susie attended a party where an elderly
Bing Crosby was a fellow guest. After dinner, Bing was persuaded to start
singing but his son Harry found it difficult to accompany him as he responded
to requests, not having the sheet music to hand. Someone suggested that David
should play, knowing of his gift of playing by ear. Bing looked askance at the
idea of an amateur pianist but soon realised that David was easily capable, and
could even ask him what key he required before embarking on the next tune. Bing
would reply with a smile ‘Keep it down, Dave, keep it down’. Bing found it hard
to recall the lyrics, but Susie and a friend were able to whisper them into his
ears, and an unforgettable evening followed.
(Obituary of country landowner David Yorke in the Craven Herald & Gazette,
August 10, 2017)
August (undated). Tapes several items for the long running Yorkshire
Television program Stars on Sunday in Leeds. Receives a nominal fee of
£250, which he passes on to the playing fields committee at Kirkby Malzeard,
near Ripon, North Yorkshire. He has already given £1000 to this cause.
I have mentioned, earlier in
this book, how long it can sometimes take between the first approaches being
made to an artist and their appearance on the program. The first programme of
the winter series on September 14 saw the debut of Bing Crosby in Stars on
Sunday. In early August I had heard that Bing Crosby was over here to make
a record. I contacted his record producer and it was left that if Mr. Crosby
was willing and able to appear on the program he would give me a ring at the
Leeds office.
A few days later I was sitting in the canteen
at Leeds when one of the secretaries from the office came in looking slightly
flushed and walked across to where I was sitting. “I’m sorry to disturb you,”
she said, “but I’ve got a fellow on the telephone who won’t leave a message and
insists on talking to you personally.” “Who is it?” I asked. She gave a little
disbelieving laugh. “Well he says he’s Bing Crosby,” she replied. With that I
leaped to my feet and broke the world record for the 100 yard sprint back to my
office. I regained my breath, picked up the phone and said in as calm a voice
as I could manage, “Good afternoon Mr. Crosby, can I do anything for you?” The
reply was brief but very pleasant to hear “Yes, when can we get together and
sort out something for this program of yours?” And that was it.
The recording session was being done in studio
2 and from the moment he came on to the set it was packed with studio personnel
who had all found a legitimate excuse for being there. We went through the
songs and readings without any problems and finished the session close on 12.
We went for a pre-lunch drink in the club bar. While we there I mentioned that
he had many fans amongst the members of the canteen staff and that they would
love to see him for a few moments. “Well let’s go and see them,” he said. So
off we went into the canteen where he shook hands with everyone who came up to
him. He went along the serving counter meeting all staff from the manager and
head chef down to the most junior washer-up and signed many autographs.
(Peter Max-Wilson, writing in
the book Stars on Sunday.)
August 25, Monday. (12:02 - 1:00 p.m.) Bing introduces
recordings in a one-hour
August 30, Saturday. (11:00 p.m.–12:05 a.m.) Bing’s taped
appearance on the BBC-TV show Parkinson is shown.
This opening edition, directed
by Stanley Appel, produced by Richard Drewett and pegged to Bing Crosby’s
half-century in show business, was obviously preplanned, tailored and
manicured, even by chat show standards.
Questions had a habit of emerging as cues for songs. Despite all the Hollywood
musical brainwashing, with those “Let’s Do the Show Right Here” bits attempting
to prove that near-perfection can be attained off the cuff, there was no doubt
that Parkinson, Crosby and the team had arranged a pleasant mixture of concert
and interview.
Bing sang uncannily well for a man of his years, and was as engaging a talker
as ever. (Somebody’s extreme poverty was indicated by “He hadn’t change for a
match.”) And for all the transatlantic colour, he cares about language.
Complimenting Fred Astaire on unctuousness; he quickly changed it—after a
verbal nudge from Parkinson—to urbanity, realizing that it is kinder to accuse
a friend of being suave than oily.
(Shaun Usher, Daily Mail,
September 1, 1975)
September 3, Wednesday. In London for a photo session at Decca
House at 10:30 a.m. before going to the Argo Studios at 115 Fulham Road with
Decca record producer Geoff Milne, where Bing records the first part of the Tom Sawyer album. Bing returns to his rented house
at 4:30 p.m.
“…He also made a three-album
box-set for Argo in which he recited the story of Tom Sawyer. Argo wanted to do
something to commemorate the American Bicentennial celebrations, and it seemed
a good idea to do Tom Sawyer - we all agreed that the only person who could
relate the story was Bing Crosby. I approached him with the idea, and he
thought just for a moment before saying he would love to do it. The recordings
were done in two sessions, one lasting four hours and the other two and
one-half hours. It was the first time that he had ever been involved with
anything of that nature.
It was interesting to watch him in
the studios. He was on his feet throughout the sessions. And he didn’t just
read Tom Sawyer, he was actually acting the parts. His voice took on different
tones and characters. He put a lot into it and I believe that it comes across
in the records. The pity is that he wouldn’t allow any cameras into the
studios, because it was one of those occasions which was really worth
preserving.
Bing was a marvellous man to work
for, and there aren’t too many people around who are like that. There were
several very young sound engineers working on the Argo sessions and they were
completely knocked out by him. They couldn’t believe that he had so much
control and command of the situation. Another good thing about him was that
whenever anything went wrong, he blamed himself. It was never anyone else’s
fault, and that is what made him such a professional.”
(Geoff
Milne, as quoted in Woman’s Realm magazine after Bing’s death)
September 4, Thursday. The Mike Douglas afternoon television show
in the U.S. has Bing and Kathryn plus Mike Preminger and Sandra Harman as the
guests, with David Brenner as cohost. The show had been taped before Bing’s
departure for the U.K.
September 5, Friday. Completes the Tom Sawyer album at Argo
Studios between 10:00 a.m. and 1:00 p.m.
…He (Geoff Milne) persuaded Bing to record the
Tom Sawyer book and Geoff laughed as he remembered the actual recording
sessions spread over three days and Bing’s occasional fluffs, which he
supplemented with colourful language. Most of the sound effects on the album
were done by Geoff himself – the sound in the cave for instance was achieved by
recording a dripping tap in the Decca washroom and then doctoring the effect
appropriately.
(Malcolm Macfarlane, Milne
Magic, BING magazine, summer, 2005 [#140])
This abridged version of a
well-loved story is one of the most enjoyable sets to have come my way in
recent years. It was a master stroke to get Bing Crosby to read it, for the
‘Old Groaner’ has a devastatingly charming manner, compounded of a relaxed and
sympathetic delivery and a lovely speaking voice. The vocal cords that kept him
at the very top in music and musical films for so many years are just as
velvety now...Crosby’s masterly reading needs little help. Delicate, dry,
humourous but never whimsical or condescending, he is one of the most
delightful readers Argo has offered us. The quality of the sound is
exceptionally fine. Highly recommended.
(Mary Postgate, The
Gramophone, May, 1976)
The exploits of Tom, living with
his Aunt Polly in a small town on the Missouri, and his companion Huckleberry
Finn are refreshingly recaptured in Crosby’s reading. . . . Bing’s expressive
narrative and his dialect voicing of the characters enhance an impressive and
entertaining story.
(Fred Reynolds, The Crosby Collection,
part five, page 188)
He then tapes a Disneytime program for
September 7, Sunday (6:15 - 7:00 p.m.)
September 8, Monday. Bing arrives back in Hillsborough.
September (undated). Nathaniel Crosby commences his studies at Burlingame
High School. He had been offered a place at Bellarmine but has chosen to go to
a more local college instead.
September 14, Sunday. Bing’s taped contribution to the Stars on
Sunday program is shown on Yorkshire Television. He sings, “That’s What Life
Is All About.”
September 15, Monday. Bing records the remainder of the Bingo Viejo
album with Paul Smith and his Orchestra at United Recorders, Hollywood. The
album is released by Anahuac Records in the U.S.A. and by British Decca in the
U.K.
“Bingo Viejo” by old Bing
Crosby himself is a typically warm Crosbyian salute to south of the border with
ten songs sung in English and Spanish which will undoubtedly please his
numerous adherents of either tongue. The numbers are mostly familiar ones like Green
Eyes, Besame Mucho, Frenesi and The Breeze and I, and the
arrangements are less than impressive, particularly the messy accompaniment for
Amapola, which almost undermined the Old Groaner’s customary vocal
serenity.
(The Gramophone, April,
1977)
September 21, Sunday. Sings three songs at a benefit at the Getty
Museum in Malibu to raise funds for the Hirsch Mental Health Center.
In his deepest, most
mellifluous voice, NBC White House correspondent Tom Brokaw introduced him.
“Ladies and gentlemen—Bing.” Just as if he were introducing the President of
the United States, the Ford whose California visit had brought Brokaw west again.
The Bing, as practically everyone, and particularly those attending Community
Outreach’s “An Evening at the Getty” knew, was Crosby. And as he stepped out
Sunday night from one of the gallery entrances into the spotlight of the Getty
Museum’s inner peristyle, the applause broke out.
Bing, trim, insouciant, acting a little subdued as befitted an evening
dedicated to raising funds for the support of the Didi Hirsch Community Mental
Health Center, was the same old Bing we all remembered.
Rarely seen around Los Angeles these days (he lives with his family in a San
Francisco suburb), Bing looked great. He’s trim and relaxed and the voice
sounded great as it boomed out around the columned porticos of the peristyle
gardens where the tables had been set for dinner and the entertainment.
There were just three songs, then a quick exit. The ultimate professional, Bing
left them wanting more.
“Great acoustics,” said attorney Paul Ziffren, who once played the violin and
has a keen ear. Nearby, Marilyn Bergman smiled broadly while Bing sang the
theme song from “Stardust Ballroom.” Joyce Easton, there with Ted Ashley,
filled us in. “Marilyn and Alan Bergman wrote the lyrics.”
(Jody Jacobs, Los Angeles
Times, September 23, 1975)
Bing goes on to join the Mills Brothers Charity Show at the Dorothy
Chandler Pavilion celebrating the Mills Brothers fiftieth anniversary in show
business. Other guests are Harry Von Zell, Johnny Green and Helen O’Connell
with an orchestra led by Louis Bellson providing support. Bing sings “Out of
Nowhere” accompanied by Johnny Green and then lipsynch’s “That’s What Life Is
All About” as the orchestra does not have an arrangement of the song. The Mills
Brothers then join Bing and they sing “Dinah” together. Bing receives a standing
ovation as he leaves the stage.
September 22, Monday. Bing arranges for a check for $100 to be sent to British fan Leslie Gaylor annotated "publicity". Daily Variety carries a news item
stating:
The Mark C. Bloome Co. is shying away from a battle with Bing Crosby by pulling radio commercials that employ sound-alike Jack Harris.
September 24, Wednesday. Bing’s taped appearance on the Vera Lynn
. . . he looks a little
thinner but his voice has lost none of its charm. He still sings with
impeccable timing. He, too, knows more than a bit about sentiment. He sang
about ups and downs that he said looking us straight in the eye is what life is
all about. I am not keen on entertainers who pretend to be philosophers with a
message. But the great ones get away with it - and Bing did. As for their
voices, Bing cleverly attempts no more than he knows he can achieve. . .
(Evening News, unknown
date)
September 26, Friday. Bing writes to (1) Pat Sullivan, President of
Club Crosby, and (2) Priscilla Koernig, vice-president of Club Crosby.
(1) I’m glad that you
liked the album when you finally received it and that you have selected a favorite. I, too, like the one about Dancing The Way They
Used To Dance. I used it the other night at a benefit in Beverly Hills
and it went very well.
I don’t know what the plans
are for promoting and releasing the album over here. It’s up to United Artists of England. They have plans, I’m
sure.
They’ve got a good
start on the thing over there in England - getting the song on the charts -
whatever that means!
I did a lot of promotion
for them over there, and have done some, of course, here, but naturally the promotion
is valueless unless it is followed up with something on the shelves for the listeners to buy.
So I imagine they’re
going to get after it and get something started because the song has been done
quite a few times now.
The other night I did
it at the Tribute to the Mills Brothers and just the announcement of the title
got a smattering of
applause, so somebody in the audience was familiar with the number.
I’ve written Leo
asking him to keep you posted on activities, record releases, information that
might be useful for
you and for members of the Journal, and asking him to arrange a visit to
rehearsals if we have any in the near future.
So you’ll
probably hear from Leo if anything like this develops.
Thanks so much for your note - Very best wishes, Bing
(2)
I’m glad
you liked the album, when you finally got to listen to it. As you say, there
are some very nice songs.
My favorite is “Send in the Clowns” - a song which probably
never will become popular because I don’t think anybody understands the lyrics.
It’s a situation song that fits the play - the storyline of the play - but as a
popular item, I don’t think it has much chance, but I like the song and I like
the record.
I don’t know when the
other stuff will be coming out, but I think you’ll like the thing I did with
Fred Astaire over there.
The latest Journal, I
thought, was very well done. Some nice things included. A lot of good information
and some interesting articles by different people.
I hope when the
albums come out, you’ll like them equally as well as you did the first – Best
regards, Bing
October (possibly). Bing is interviewed by Margret Dunser at his Hillsborough home for her program - V.I.P -Schaukel . This is shown on the West German TV station ZDF on January 2, 1976.
…After
breakfast, I dial his private number. Crosby’s factotum is on the phone. An
ex-butler of the Duke of Windsor, who exchanged the delicate English manner for
the customary casual tone in the Crosby household. Only his accent remained a
nasal British one.
“Mr.
Crosby is expected to return from his golf game in a quarter of an hour.”
I
look out of the window. It drizzles. The sky hangs so low you could almost
touch it. Typical for badweather-days in San Francisco. Not even in a dream
would I have thought of playing golf on such a day.
An
hour later, I stand with the camera team in front of Bing Crosby’s villa, which
could rival any English Palace. A portal several meters high. A life-sized
portrait of the singer-actor in a Tyrolean hat in the entrance hall. Bing
Crosby had a liking for Austria. With “Grüß Gott, tritt ein...” [Greetings,
come in...] he comes towards me, inserting dance steps like a high-spirited
boy. He looks tanned and very good. Two years ago, a part of his lung was
removed. I complete his greeting sentence, “...bring Glück herein.” [...bring
luck in.]. He knows a few German words, while his second wife, Kathryn Grant,
30 years younger than him, is in perfect command of our language. During his
first matrimony, he was married to actress Dixie Lee for twenty-two years. She
died from cancer in 1952. The four children from this relationship as well as
the three from the current marriage are out of house this morning. Harry, the
oldest one, is golfing, Nathaniel, the youngest, is at a film matinee, hoping
to get some signatures of the movie stars present. For a year, he has been a
passionate autograph collector. Mary Frances, who has been attending ballet
lessons since childhood, is out getting tickets for the flight to Mexico-City,
where she, advised by Margot Fonteyn, a friend of the house, will study
Expressionist dance.
“Darling,”
sounds the voice of his wife from upstairs, “I’m coming in a second. We’ll
drink a cup of hot tea first.”
Thus,
the listing of the children’s occupations is interrupted. In the so-called
library, a yellow-colored parlor, the book spines reflect a high intellectual
level. Crosby was educated at a Jesuit college. He studied law and worked in an
attorney’s office. Two to three times a week and on Sundays, he played drums at
night club restaurants and sometimes at college events; in the process, he
became the popular star of the band. Soon, he earned more money there than in
the employment of the attorney. His smooth baritone voice, the slight tremolo,
and his talent for rhythm that allowed him to sing everything from Rudolf Friml
to patriotic songs, European operettas, Gospel, Jazz, and Blues, soon made him
the Bing Crosby who thrilled audiences. No other record in the world has been
sold as often as his “White Christmas”. Of the three dozen movies, in which he
participated without ever having formal training in acting, - “I was just
myself” - the comedy “High Society” with Grace Kelly and Frank Sinatra achieved
worldwide fame. It was the last movie that Grace Kelly made before becoming the
Princess of Monaco.
He
develops plans for the future. Couldn’t we make a program together? A show in
Europe. I hesitate, knowing that he has always been a tough party for
negotiations and not petty when it came to requirements. He didn’t become a
multi-millionaire just like that. But he says, “Money doesn’t matter. It would
be fun.” He fetches his new records that he has made together with Fred Astaire
in London, and several books about himself. In one of those biographies he
scribbles an autograph. I shall read it only back home. In the book, it reads: “Off
to new things! See you soon. Don’t forget old Bing Crosby.”
He
rises. “I always go for a walk before lunch. Rain beautifies. I’ll be back in a
moment.” Ten minutes later, he returns, wearing blue trousers, a
blue-white-striped jacket, a green, lambskin lined coat, and one of his small
dented caps which have become a trademark of his. The blue and green shades of
his clothes hurt the eye. He has always been famous for his special color
combinations. That way, he wore a tuxedo and pink socks at a gala performance,
on another occasion, one blue and one brown sock. The strangest versions about
Bing Crosby’s colorful taste are told among his colleagues. I ask him about
this while we’re strolling through the 16,000-square-meter park. No answer. It
smells like pine resin. The seventy-two-year-old bends down for a tuft of moss
here, for a pine cone there, crushes a few poisonous mushrooms with his foot.
He stops abruptly. “I’ll tell you a secret. I’m colorblind.” He breaks off two
branches to use as walking sticks. Then, without transition, he says, “Growing
old isn’t all that awful. All in all, if I look at the 50 years of my career,
it was great fun. Just fantastic.” He lets the branch whiz through the air like
a sword.
“Sometimes
I have difficulty breathing. But that’s only half as bad if you consider the
alternative. I think that’s what Maurice Chevalier said a few years prior to
his death.”
Bing
Crosby made this statement just about 12 months [sic] before he died. I see
before me how he was showing me dugouts that he had built under shrubs for
birds and forest animals, and in which he himself used to hide if he wanted to
be alone. I didn’t see him again after this meeting. Our plans to film him sing
his most famous songs in all European cities, milestones in his life, remained
an exposé. We spoke on the telephone a few more times, and for the last time,
when he was in Europe for one of the golf tournaments. I own a piece of
memorabilia which I keep in a glass bowl in my glass cabinet for rarities.
After lunch, we chatted on the covered porch of the house late into the
afternoon. A basket with golf balls stood in a corner. I had put my handbag on
a leather stool in the big parlor. I only remember that Bing Crosby fetched the
bag and gave it to me together with a package containing the records and books,
we were late for the airport. The plane took off, reached its flight altitude.
I searched in the depths of my handbag for a mirror and make-up equipment and
found one of Crosby’s golf balls. A joke?
(Margret Dünser, Highlife (1979), pages 243-248 (word-to-word translation German to English)
October 5, Sunday. (6:00–8:00 p.m.) Emcees what is billed as a Command
Performance show in Building No. 2 at Treasure Island, San Francisco and
receives a standing ovation as he is introduced. Later lip synchs to his
recordings of “That’s What Life is All About” and “Send in the Clowns”. In
addition, Bing takes part in a skit with Mel Blanc. The show also celebrates the
Navy’s 200th birthday. The proceedings are broadcast live over radio station
KMPX. Others taking part are Meredith Willson, Jim Jordan (Fibber McGee), Ella
Mae Morse, Les Tremayne and Lurene Tuttle.
The base sent out a Navy car to pick Bing up at
his home. We all waited anxiously backstage for his arrival. He sauntered in
nonchalantly about 90 minutes before airtime. We sat around a big table and the
rehearsal unfolded calmly and smoothly.
The broadcast itself was a whirl of excitement
but came off without a hitch. When Bing was introduced he received a standing
ovation from the 5000 that were there. I always thought that it was at that
moment he realized how much he was still loved and made a decision to do more
live performances beyond what he had been doing with small television audiences
for so long. I’d like to believe it paved the way for his 50th Anniversary
concert series.
He sang two songs that night, “That’s What Life
is All About” and “Send in the Clowns.” Both were a delight to hear. I also
still recall listening to Bing and Mel read my lines and the audience roar with
laughter. What a thrill that was (later, Bing’s agent called and asked if he
could use it in an upcoming show and, of course, I said yes).
When the broadcast ended the Admiral invited us
all to a cocktail party at the Officer’s Club. Bing was beaming. I was later
told by George Vercessi that the navy driver said Bing hardly said a word on
the way there but he couldn’t stop talking about the show on the way home.
(John Jensen, writing in BING magazine, winter, 2013 [#165])
The show started
promptly---Bill Baldwin was the Master of Ceremonies. Bing was there a little
ahead of time. He helped with some of the announcing. The funniest part was
when Bing and Mel Blanc did a skit. Plus, it was a joy to see Bing crack up laughing
during the “opening” of Fibber McGee’s closet! But the most memorable part of
all was when Bing was announced---and the audience gave him a standing ovation.
He sang “That’s What Life Is All About” and “Send in the Clowns”. This was the
first time Al Sutton had ever seen Bing in person. It was the second time Matt
De Vera had seen Bing perform in person, although he’s seen him two or three
times at the Crosby Golf Tournament. But, it brought back nice memories for
Matt because the first time he saw Bing was at the original 1939 Bing Crosby
Day at the San Francisco Exposition on Treasure Island.
(Priscilla
Koernig, writing in BINGANG magazine, March 1976)
Bing Crosby was
the gallery favorite, especially when he dropped a 20-foot putt for his par on
the 18th. hole.
(Nelson Cullenward,
The San Francisco Examiner, October
7, 1975)
October 12, Sunday. Another taped contribution from Bing to the Stars
on Sunday program is shown on Yorkshire Television in the U.K. He reads
from St. Mark, chapter 10, verses 1-16.
October (undated). Tapes appearances in Hollywood on a tribute to Bob
Hope (shown October 24) and on the Dinah Shore show (shown November 12). He
also writes to Priscilla Koernig, vice-president of Club Crosby.
Thanks for your
letter. I didn’t know you were at the show (see October 5), but I’m glad
you attended. Don’t know how you found out about it because I almost forgot it myself until the last
minute.
I didn’t see any publicity -
that is, advance publicity - about the show.
It was fun to do. It was
quite interesting to watch the faces of the audience when they recognized the old voices and the
old sounds and the old songs. They seemed to be thoroughly entertained.
Yes, you can have the
interview next year at the tournament if you want. Just let me know in advance.
If you bring your friend,
De Vera to the Laguna Honda, I’ll be glad to shake his
hand.
The pictures of the cake
were outstanding. Very nice indeed – Best to all, Bing
October 15, Wednesday. Johnny Mercer enters hospital for an
operation for a brain tumor. The operation leaves him in a vegetative state.
Meanwhile, Bing appears on the Tonight program on NBC with Bob Hope and
John Wayne. The host is Don Rickles and the featured guests are Pat Boone,
Adrienne Barbeau and Brian Oldfield.
The 10/15/75 appearance was (seemingly)
spontaneous; Bing, Hope and the Duke were all taping Hope’s “25 Years on
Television” TV special (which aired Oct. 24, 1975, 9 days after this Tonight
Show appearance) across the hall at NBC in Burbank from where the Tonight
Show was being taped. First Hope walked in, unannounced, to thunderous
applause. Then Bing ambled in, to even greater applause. Finally John Wayne
came in and brought the house down! They all went over to have a seat next and
a little chat. Bing got off a good ad lib to the usually caustic guest host Don
Rickles. Bing brought a copy of the book “The Crosby: Greatest Show in Golf” to
give to host Johnny Carson, but Carson was not there. Rickles said to Bing
“Bing, this is television!” And to the audience, Rickles said “Bing is still
waiting for the Kraft Music Hall to come back”. Hope quipped to Rickles, in
mock disgust, “Aren’t we all”. Bing took one look at Rickles and said “I
thought Mr. Carson would be here, but I’ll have to take what I got”. A
memorable little segment.
(Greg Van Beek, in a posting on the Bing Crosby
Internet Museum, October 29, 2001)
October 16, Thursday. Mike Douglas and a crew from television
station KPIX visit Bing’s house to interview him for a special called
Kathryn and Bing at Home. Bing, Mike and Kathryn sing a medley
together accompanied by Bob Moonan. The program is screened on October 28. Some
taping is also done for use on the Kathryn Crosby Show.
Talk about being comfortable with who you are. We did an entire show at
Bing Crosby’s magnificent home at Burlingame in Northern California. My first
idol, Bing Crosby. If there was a singer, a performer, and a man I aspired to
be like, it was Bing Crosby. . . .
I was as nervous as a tenement kid at a
debutante ball. It’s no secret that Bing was almost as accomplished an investor
as he was a performer. Estimates of his wealth started in the stratosphere and
moved up from there. He sang, told stories, treated us like we were next-door
neighbors over for a little visit. I’ll tell you how unassuming Bing Crosby
was. Bing was a sweater guy, remember? Between the golf and his casual,
comfortable attitude, he had gone through a herd of alpacas in his time. He
wore a sweater for the show. A few minutes before we started taping, I looked
over and noticed this one had a gaping hole in the elbow. I leaned close and
whispered, “Bing, that sweater has a hole in it.” How laid-back was Bing? He
looked at me and shrugged. “They’ll get over it.”
(Mike Douglas, I’ll Be Right Back,
pages 62-63)
October 17, Friday. Bing leaves for Las Cruces and Guadalajara.
October 21, Tuesday. Bing writes to Canadian broadcaster Gord
Atkinson about the radio series he has prepared covering Bing’s career.
I received your letter the other day, along with the material relating to the series which you’ve done.
It looks like a very exhaustive study and survey and I’m sure it will be of great benefit, to
all concerned.
Am happy that Ken Barnes was thoughtful enough to send you the new album
and that you liked what you found in the album. I think there are some pretty
good numbers in there - some things that might evoke a little interest.
What you have to say about the wide coverage you’re getting with the Series - not only in
Canada, but the prospect of its being also sent out to Australia, New Zealand and maybe Great
Britain.
It certainly seems like you’ve done an awful lot of work and
I know everyone will appreciate very much your efforts. I’m sure I do.
When you come out in January, give me a call.
I will probably be busy until - well certainly between
the 20th and the 27th around in there. I’ll be concerned with the conduct of
the tournament and I did have a plan to go out into Houston for a big benefit
show out there. I believe it’s the last day of January.
So you had better call early in January and find out just what my
schedule is likely to be. I would enjoy very much having dinner with you and
Elaine.
All best wishes, Bing
October 24, Friday. (8:00–10:00 p.m.) The previously taped
television tribute to Bob Hope’s twenty-five years on television, Thanks for
the Memories, is shown on NBC with Bing guesting with Frank Sinatra and
John Wayne.
And the other was the amazing
rapport between Hope and Crosby, which provided the special with its best
moments, especially in the longest single segment in the show, near closing,
with the duo doing each other’s songs at the Waldorf-Astoria amid the friendly
badinage they always seem capable of sliding off each other so effortlessly. It
was choice stuff when they originally did it [1970], remains choice to this day—and
strongly suggest that they should do a two-man special in the future that could
conceivably pull the top ratings either has ever logged on the tube.
(Variety, October 29,
1975)
October 28, Tuesday. (8:00–8:30 p.m.) Featured on a television special Kathryn and Bing at Home. Mike Douglas is host.
…The piece de resistance arrives when Bing, Kathryn
and Mike gather around a grand piano that Bing says Kathryn “pinched” from the “High
Society” set, making her the only piano bandit of my acquaintance.
Bing’s voice has a thrilling timbre again, fully opened
and recovered from that long siege, before and after his operation. At home, Bing
sings when the roosters crow. He sings away the mornings — but never does he sing
in party groups around a piano. Hence, the surprise when he, Kathryn and Mike
pour over sheet music, singing old favorites, The Three Rhythm Royals.
Says Mike, once: “I’ll give $5 to hear this.” Replies Bing:
“It’s a $10 song.” For the finale, Bing strolls through his grounds, while his voice
is heard singing “That’s What Life Is All About,” from his latest album. It’s great,
like old times. Vibrant.
(Dwight
Newton, The San Francisco Examiner,
October 24, 1975)
October 29, Wednesday. John Scott Trotter dies of cancer, at age
sixty-seven in Mount Sinai Hospital, Hollywood. Bing writes a short tribute for
BING magazine.
John Scott Trotter
is gone. It would be hard to believe, after so many years together, if I hadn’t
seen his gradual decline and realised how hopeless it was for him to survive. Not
because of anything he said or did, but because I knew the history of his illness.
He was cheerful up to the very end. I talked to him the night before he was to
undergo his final surgery. Jovial - unafraid - always the Southern gentleman. I
never knew another man like John. A great musician, exquisite taste in everything,
gentle, sensitive, great good humor always, and rigidly loyal to his friends and
to his high standards and ideals. I love him.
Bing
November 2, Sunday. Bing returns to Hillsborough.
November 7, Friday. Bing writes to Ken Barnes.
I received your letter the other day, and the contents have been noted.
I’m glad to learn that the sales of the album and the single are doing well, and I hope they keep up in good fashion until after Christmas.
I certainly wouldn’t be averse to doing another album with you and Pete and Alan. I think it’s a good combination and the results produced so far are quite encouraging.
I think the idea about the Sporting Life might be a good idea. A couple of golf songs. A couple of fishing songs. There are lots of fishing songs. We could find some others, too, about other sports, I’m sure.
You mentioned the gambling song—or should I say the horse-picking song from Guys and Dolls, but that’s just one number. I don’t know whether you meant to include that in the Sport Album, but I guess it would fit there. And I could track all three vocal parts, as you say. That wouldn’t be too difficult to do.
The album covering the four seasons is not a bad idea. There are lots of good songs for that purpose.
I have a Mexican album which I just finished. I wonder if you want to listen to it. I don’t think it’s really the kind of thing that United Artists cares about, but I don’t know. They might.
It’s Paul Smith again with some rather clever arrangements of Mexican standards. One chorus in English and one in Spanish. A couple of the English choruses I wrote myself. My idea being I wanted to have the English lyric come in some degree close to the Mexican lyric. At least the title and the content of the song in English to be something like its original Mexican conception.
If you want, I’ll have them send you over a tape and you can put the ear
on it.
I hear that Mercer has been quite sick. I don’t know if you knew that or
not, but something about a clot
on the brain or a tumor of some kind. I hope it’s not as serious as it sounded.
I was in Mexico and happened to pick up a paper, and I just got back yesterday
and haven’t as yet heard the real scoop.
It does sound rather serious, though, if what was in the paper is the
truth.
So you can mull over these ideas, and I’ll do the same, and maybe we’ll have a meeting of the
minds and do something this spring when I come over. I hope so.
All best wishes to your family and to Pete and Alan when you see them—
Your friend, Bing
(As reproduced in The Crosby Years, pages 54-55)
November 11, Tuesday. Bing is part of a group that buys the Warner Hot Springs Resort for $2.8M. He writes to Eugenie Baird (now Mead) at
her home in North Salem, N. Y.
Thanks for your letter. Glad you saw the Johnny
Carson Show. I didn’t know we were going on until I got down there. I was doing
some promos for Bob Hope in connection with the big TV show he was doing
celebrating his 25th anniversary with NBC, and all of a sudden they ran us on
the Carson Show. I did my best to plug the book, but they kind of overwhelmed
me. Good to hear from you, Eugenie. I hope this finds you in good health and
spirits.
Always your good
friend.
Bing
November 12, Wednesday. (3:30–5:00 p.m.) Bing appears on the Dinah
Shore television show on CBS with Phil Harris and Pat Boone. This had been
recorded in October.
…Eventually, Dinah Shore
devoted one of her hour programs to a tribute to Bing, and invited only two
guests to join her and the guest of honor - Phil
Harris and me. I donned a snap brim hat, carried a 9 iron and a pipe in my
hand, and sang a medley of some of his hits. I seem to remember “In the Cool of
the Evening”, “Dear Hearts and Gentle People”, and ended with “Where the Blue
of the Night ...”. Singing in front of Bing, his
songs, made my throat feel like it had turned to plaster of Paris, but I got
them out anyway, and Bing smiled and nodded his approval. I wish to goodness I
had made sure to get a video tape of that program – it would join my other
Crosby mementos. Thanks to his movies and recordings, Bing will always be one
of America’s great treasures - and one of mine personally.
(Pat Boone, in a
letter to Crosby fan Ron Field, dated February 14, 2012)
I’m
very grateful to you for the kind letter which I recently received.
You
say you don’t like the word “fan”, and I can understand why. It does sound like
a juvenile term. I don’t like “admirer” too much, either. I really prefer
“Loyal supporter”. That indicates a lively and active interest in everything
I’ve done – and you certainly have had that interest, going way, way back.
If
you can remember me as the Cremo Cigar Singer, you do indeed go back!
I’m
glad that my use of the big words gave you the inspiration to pick up a good
vocabulary for yourself. It’s a very helpful thing, I’m sure, in any occupation
to have a good choice of words.
Glad
you liked the Dinah Shore Show. That was a fun show to do because there was
practically no rehearsal at all. She’s got things so well organized you just
walk in and everybody does his own thing, and it’s an opportunity to be
himself.
I
do hope that you and your family had a festive holiday season.
With
warmest regards, believe me to be –
Sincerely
yours, Bing
(Letter
dated December 31, 1975 to Henry Satkowski of New
Jersey.)
Thank you for your most kind
letter. I certainly am happy that you enjoyed the Parkinson Show and the Vera
Lynn Show too. I never got to see that, but maybe if they still have a tape I
can see it when I come back next spring.
I have the Disney Christmas Show,
which I narrated corning up later on, and I also did a record which is sort of
a departure.
They’re making albums of some of
the old literary classics, and I did a reading of Tom Sawyer - famous story by
Mark Twain. It will be a big album, I guess, because the thing runs probably
30-40 minutes, or maybe more, I don’t know.
I’m sorry we didn’t get to see one
another, so I could have autographed your albums, but we’ll do it next time, as
you say. Delighted to hear about the progress the album and single are making
on the charts over there, and I hope that the momentum doesn’t subside!
I really don’t think -
although it’s a good song - that, “That’s What Life Is All About” is the kind
of a song that will find popular appeal. It’s more or less for a single singer.
There’s no love involved or anything else of that character to make for
popularity. It’s just sort of a reminiscence. But you never can tell.
You’re right about “As Time Goes
By”. I’ve sung it many times on the radio and I’m surprised nobody has an old
recording of it. I also always used to sing it in my act.
Thanks for your letter. Glad that
you like Dick Francis. I go way back to his first issue. In fact, I think they
used some of my comments in some of their publicity. He writes real good
thrillers about the racetrack and, of course, that’s a fond area of mine.
Sincere regards, Bing
(Letter to British fan, Dick
Pearson)
November 13,
Thursday. The Crosby family travel to Los Angeles to
record a Minute Maid commercial and also their annual Christmas show.
Rehearsals for the Christmas show take place at the Academy of Music
and Dance, a studio on Doheny Drive, Beverly Hills.
LOS ANGELES (AP) -
The rehearsal piano was pounding out the Jerome Kern tune as Mary Francis
Crosby swirled about the floor with choreographer Peter Gennaro.
Across the hall, Ginger
Rogers, looking trim and athletic as ever, was hard at work on preparations for
a new nightclub act,
In a small room
downstairs, Bing and Kathryn Crosby and Fred Astaire were running through a scene
for Bing’s Christmas special on CBS tonight under the scrutiny of producer-directors
Dwight Hemion and Gary Smith.
It was a show-bizzy
day at the Academy of Music and Dance, a studio on Doheny Drive in Beverly Hills.
When the Crosbys and Astaire finished the run-through, they joined the rest of the
TV rehearsal group upstairs. Bing and Fred stopped for hugs with Ginger who was
there by coincidence.
Astaire and Crosby
gathered around a piano for a rendition of the Carole King song, “You’ve Got a
Friend”, accompanied by the accomplished guitar of Harry Crosby, Bing’s handsome
17-year-son. Also aboard for tonight’s special is 14-year-old Nathaniel Crosby.
Between numbers,
the two men who ruled song and dance in their generation reminisced with a
visitor.
“When did we last
work together?” Crosby mused. “I guess we must have done some benefits or something,
huh, Fred?"
“I don’t think so,”
Astaire answered.
“I think it must
have been “Blue Skies” in 1946. That was when I announced my retirement.”
“Because of the picture,
Fred?” Crosby asked.
“No, no, I thought
1 was going to quit. Of course it didn’t last for very long. I always said if I
ever retired again, l wasn’t going to tell anyone.”
“I never had the
inclination,” Crosby added. “Not like Sinatra. Everybody knew that was a joke. What
was he going to retire to? He didn’t have anything in his life but his work. With
me it would be different. I’ve got horses and golf and a lot of activities that
I’m involved in.”
Bing wandered off
to watch his daughter rehearse the “I Won’t Dance” number. The song holds true for
Astaire, who becomes adamant when the question arises.
“No, I’m not going
to dance in this show and I won’t ever again,” he insisted. “Oh, Gene Kelly and
I do a few steps to get from one scene to the next in “That's Entertainment ll.”
But that’s it. I won’t dance.
“Look – I’m 76. No
one in his right mind at that age would dance the way I used to. They talk
about athletes retiring when they’re 39. What about dancers?”
Crosby, who is 71,
seems much more fit than he did at the time of last year’s Christmas show. He
was recovering then from an operation to remove a nonmalignancy from his lung. He
now seems to have more bounce, and his singing voice has more resonance.
(Bob Thomas, writing for the Associated
Press, December 3, 1976).
November 16, Sunday. Another taped contribution from Bing to the Stars
on Sunday program is shown on Yorkshire Television in the U.K. He reads from
St. Matthew, chapter 7, verses 1-12 (Judge not). This reading is subsequently
released on a long-playing record containing highlights from the television
series.
November 20, Thursday. 1:30 p.m. Bing reports to KTTV, Studio One
in Hollywood to tape his Christmas show with Fred Astaire, Joe Bushkin, the
Crosby family, and the Young Americans. Dwight Hemion is the director. Work
concludes at 6:00 p.m. The Crosbys stay at the Sheraton West on Wilshire Blvd.
Mr. Hemion worked on three specials with Bing
- the 1975 Christmas show with Fred Astaire as guest, the Bell Telephone
Jubilee and Bing’s final Christmas show in 1977. Mr. Hemion
said, “I liked him. He came with mixed credentials, a reputation for being
harsh and tough with his kids, but I never found that. He was a good man.”
(Author interview with Dwight Hemion, June 27,
2007)
November 21, Friday. During the morning at the KTTV studio, Bing
watches Mary Frances work with Fred Astaire and then at 11:00 a.m. he tapes the
“Top Billing” number with Astaire, finishing at 1:30 p.m. Leo Lynn then drives
Bing to the nearby Sportsmen’s Lodge where he says a few words in tribute to
Ken Carpenter who is being honored with a luncheon. Bing and Leo snatch a bite
of lunch at a Sambo’s chain eatery. On his return to the TV studio, Bing
records the Christmas carols segment with Fred Astaire and the Young Americans.
During the day, Bing and his family also record a radio show for the
But now is now and Crosby shows no inclination
to lean back in his mobile dressing room and reminisce. Under the bright lights
on the cheery holiday set he’s as coldly professional on the job at hand as he
was in his salad days. The day wears on, and the man who has popularized more
songs than anyone in history and who has enjoyed more hit records than the
Beatles, Elvis Presley, the Rolling Stones and Frank Sinatra combined, appears
tense. Bing seems incapable of sitting down, or retiring to his restroom on
wheels. Slowly, he walks down the halls, peering into rooms, urging Lynn to
call a friend on the phone as he meanders about the vast production area. Is he
looking for something, or someone?
It’s difficult for a newsman to pin him down.
For now Crosby saunters about aimlessly, perhaps concentrating on the next
segment of the show in which he, the warmer and friendlier Fred Astaire and the
Young Americans sing Christmas carols. Bing is edgy and perturbed. Like a
shuffling old Grizzly in a zoo the message is clear: don’t come too close.
Kathryn Crosby, on the other hand, invites
questioning and obviously wants to tape as perfectly as possible. Although he
leaves the door to the room open, and his voice and the recorded orchestra can
be heard throughout the surrounding area, his attitude indicates he will brook
no interruptions.
And now he calls son Harry from the Green Room.
Harry is 17, good-looking and proficient as a guitarist, pianist and composer.
He is considering attending Juilliard in New York and has big, youthful,
innocent eyes on pursuing a show business career. But at the moment he’s
sprawled on a couch and jiving with a half-dozen young women from the bubbly,
casually-attired Young Americans.
“We’ve got to rehearse our dialog together,”
father sternly advises son. Harry jumps up and obeys.
Bing never knocks contemporary pop music. No
one has ever heard him, in public at least, denigrate rock and its offshoots.
“Songs these days are a bit trickier than they used
to be,” he acknowledges. “Once they were almost all eight bars plus eight bars,
then an eight-bar release or bridge and then back to the original eight-bar
melody. The contemporary tunes are much more complicated. I really have to
woodshed ‘em into shape. It takes a lot more concentration. A lot of them I
genuinely like.”
Bing is undemonstrative with the success, so
far, of “That’s What Life Is All About.”
“I never expected to have another hit,” he
notes. “It’s not a rock song or a rhythm song. It’s not a love song. It isn’t
funny.” He does not expect to see it move up to the top of the pop charts, he
declares.
A call to Ray Anderson of United Artists to
ascertain just what the label is doing to boost the record’s sales brings this
answer: “We are as gratified as Crosby that it’s showing action,” Anderson
answers. “But there is resistance to it at every Top 40 station and we must try
to get it played on MOR outlets, both AM and FM. Everyone who hears the single
likes it but airplay poses a problem. We will continue to work on it.”
“That's What Life Is All About” isn’t Crosby’s
only recording venture of 1975. In Los Angeles a few months back he taped two
LPs featuring Paul Smith’s piano, charts and orchestra. One comprises songs
sung in Spanish. The other is a collection of tunes of America’s South
-"it will probably be titled ‘A Southern Memoir,’" Bing says. He also
made an album with Astaire in England last summer and United Artists has
projected its American issue for early 1976.
Outside the studio, the sun has disappeared and
the lights of Los Angeles sparkle brilliantly on a crisp, smogless autumn
evening. Throughout this long morning and afternoon of toil one becomes aware
that Bing and Kathryn have been together hardly at all; each has gone his separate
way. Nor have their children ganged up together. The Crosbys have had jobs to
do, lines to learn, songs to master. With them it’s a dedicated, unswerving
individual effort which will, with the brains of competent tape editors, all
blend together in a 60- minute production which is expected to attract a 50
percent share of viewers for CBS the night of Dec. 3.
And so the Crosbys assemble, splitting up into
two cars for the 15-minute ride back to the hotel. There they will remove their
makeup, comment on the scenes they blew and agree as to where they should all
enjoy dinner together. Tomorrow is Saturday but it will be no day of rest for
the clan. Once more they will spend eight to 10 hours putting a show together.
And Sunday, the fourth straight tiring day of production, they’ll do it again.
(Dave Dexter, Jr., Billboard, December
13, 1975)
November 22, Saturday. Bing is at the KTTV studio at 9:00 a.m. for
a further day’s work on his Christmas special. During the morning, he tapes a
“Road” medley with Fred Astaire, Kathryn Crosby and Joe Bushkin at the end of
which Bob Hope makes a short appearance. After lunch, Bing tapes “You Got a
Friend” with Fred Astaire accompanied by Harry Crosby on his guitar. Taping
concludes for the day at 5:30 p.m.
November 23,
Sunday. Bing is in make-up at 8:30 a.m. for the final day’s shooting for the
Christmas special. All taping is finished by 5:45 p.m. The show is transmitted
on CBS-TV on December 3. At some time during the taping of the show, Joe
Bushkin is noodling at the piano and plays “Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams” and
Bing joins in. They sing a number of songs together and as a result, Bing asks
Bushkin to come along to the Crosby Pro-Am in January and accompany him while
he sings.
‘This whole thing started with
that Christmas TV show with Bing Crosby and Fred Astaire. It was one afternoon
in the studio when things got a little out of control. There was some problem
about lighting and we weren’t getting too many takes in. It was a big set and
there was a lot of running about in an attempt to get this show on the road,
and the whole thing began to remind me of Groucho Marx,’ Joe remembered.
‘It was a tremendous comedy except that a fortune was being wasted for Bing’s
company while a couple of jerks were trying to change a baby spot into a pin
spot, or whatever the hell it was. There was a lot of technical dialogue and
not much action going on. I was getting tired of standing around. I’d drunk
about thirty cups of coffee and was getting a little acidity problem, and I
figured the best way for me to waste some more time was to just go up and play
some piano. Where I had to play was supposedly in Bing’s music room at his
home. There were steps up to the piano and back of it a library of records and
tape machines and so forth. That was the scene. So I sat down and started to
play Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams.
I don’t know why I went into that, but subconsciously I did it in a key where
it lay well for him. He sings it around C, D flat or something. Bing was at the
back getting a cup of tea, and he came walking up with this paper cup of tea in
his hand and stood by the piano. I was into the middle part of the tune and he
starts singing, and all the noise stopped in the studio because he was just
singing softly, you know, with the piano. So I went from Wrap Your Troubles
to I Surrender, Dear, and a bunch of tunes like Please, that he dug,
and he went on singing. And, next thing you know, his wife, Kathryn, and the
kids came over and sat on the steps. The studio men got the lights straight,
and now they’re ready to shoot the scene, and Bing is going to keep the medley
going. Now he’s throwing tunes at me.
And while I’m playing piano during this lighting panic, Bing asks me if I’d
like to bring a quartet up to the Pebble Beach Pro-Am, which is the biggest
golf tournament in the United States. He said he hadn’t sung a tune at his own
Pro-Am Celebrity Tournament in eight years. He’d get up and talk, and so on,
but apparently hadn’t sung a song at his own thing in all that time. And this
year (1976) he was going to do a medley of thirty-five tunes. And that was the
whole show. We opened with a number, and Bing got up and sang about thirty
songs, which absolutely clobbered 800 of these great golfers. Fractured ‘em. Then
Bing said we had to do a concert with this thing, you know. So we got the
family together, because they had the material from the various shows that they
did; the orchestrations were already written, practically, and he got Nelson
Riddle, Rosemary Clooney, and my quartet with Herb Ellis on guitar. And we had
a show.’
(Joe Bushkin, as quoted in Talking
Jazz, p214)
November 25, Tuesday. Jack Harris, a radio personality whose voice
resembles that of Bing’s, files a $2 million damage suit against Bing and his
companies. Harris claims that the Crosby organization is preventing him from
gaining work.
November 28, Friday. Bing tapes another appearance on the Mike
Douglas television show.
December 1, Monday. Bing writes to Ken Barnes about a proposed
album covering the four seasons.
After
talking to you the other day on the telephone, I started trying to think of
some seasonal songs.
My
powers of recall are rather limited but I came up with a few. Starting with Spring: ‘June Is Busting Out All Over’. This would
be good because it’s a rhythm song and might pick up the pace.
There’s
‘April Showers’, ‘Might As Well Be Spring’, ‘Springtime
in the Rockies’, ‘April in Paris’ and ‘April in Portugal’.
Summer
would be ‘Summertime’, ‘Faded
Summer Love’, ‘Things We Did Last Summer’, and Sinatra had a record out not
long ago called ‘Summer Breeze’, I believe it was. Very good record, Very good
song.
Autumn,
I’m not so good. I come up with ‘Autumn
in New York’, ‘September Song’, ‘September in the Rain’, but there must be many
others.
Winter,
would be ‘June in January’, ‘Sleighride’
by Leroy Anderson. Very good up tempo tune. ‘Marshmallow World’, ‘Winter
Wonderland’. There are any number of songs that would suit this category I’m
sure.
Those
are just a few that I thought you might like to have before proceeding further.
If
I think of any more, and I probably will, I’ll list them for you.
There
are so many good songs, the problem will be picking out the twelve best.
I’d
like to use verses on some of them. For instance, ‘June in January’ has a
lovely verse. So does ‘April Showers’ for that kind of song. ‘Might As Well Be
Spring’, too.
I
don’t know about ‘April in Paris’, but I’m sure it does.
The
thing is that you can’t run in too many ballads, and you’ve got to relieve the
preponderance of ballads by at least three good up-tempo tunes. Don’t you
agree?
I’ll
be expecting to hear from you—
All
the best, Bing
(As
reproduced in The Crosby Years, page 55)
December 3, Wednesday. (9:00–10:00 p.m.) Bing’s Christmas show Merry
Christmas, Fred, From the Crosbys is screened by CBS-TV. The show is
sponsored by Kraft Foods and garners a 49% share of the viewing audience. It comes third in the Nielsen ratings for the week.
The class and grace of Fred
Astaire was a most welcome addition to this year’s annual Bing Crosby family
Christmas special, helping to maintain the warmth and informality of the
holiday mood that has become a Crosby trademark. Astaire’s presence permitted a
continuity that had Astaire and pianist Joe Bushkin meeting at Crosby’s house,
ostensibly to discuss a future record album, which segued easily into underplayed
song-and-dance sequences featuring the stars, The Young Americans singing group
and the Crosby children.
High spots along the way were Astaire and Crosby running through the
Crosby-Hope ‘Road’ movies songs (with Bob Hope turning up for a walk-on
punchline) and an Astaire-Crosby reprise of ‘A Couple of Song & Dance Men’
with interspersed footage from the ‘Blue Skies’ movie they first did it in - a
device that allowed for some Astaire dance footage from the part with steps the
old master presumably can no longer risk. The handling of the sequence was
typical or the slickness of the Smith & Hemion production gloss throughout
the special, which included a sly way of sliding into Crosby’s “White
Christmas” finale one more time. Pianist Bushkin, incidentally, was an
important part of the proceedings, providing musical support to the two stars,
some laugh lines and a running gag that maintained the continuity
(Variety, December 10,
1975)
December 5, Friday. Bing writes to Eddie Quillan.
Dear
Eddie
Thanks
for your letter. Good hearing from you after so many years. I remember our old
days at Lakeside.
Eddie,
the idea you suggest for a television show is appealing, I believe. I’m going
to submit it around and see if I can evoke any interest in some people who are
in the production business. I don’t have a production company any more. We sold
out a few years ago to the Cox Broadcasting Company so I have no opportunity to
really develop new material.
If
anything develops, I’ll let you know. I hope something does.
Warmest regards, Bing
December 9, Tuesday. Bing and Lia Belli are thought to have co-hosted the Freedom Train gala at the Union Square, Holiday Inn, San Francisco.
December (undated). Broadcaster John Salisbury visits Bing at his
Hillsborough home in order to interview him for a forthcoming radio series.
December 11, Thursday.
Bing is in Texas near La Gloria with his son Harry hunting Bob White
quail. Their co-hosts are Fanny Cook and Calvin Bentsen. Bing later
makes a record describing the event. During the evening, he phones into
the John Barbour TV show as Barbour interviews Bob Hope and much merriment ensues. The show is transmitted on December 25.
December 14, Sunday. Another taped contribution from Bing to the Stars
on Sunday program is shown on Yorkshire Television in the U.K. He sings
“The Bells of St. Mary’s.”
December 16, Tuesday. Bing writes to British fan Eric Crowder in Nottingham in the UK.
Thank
you for your letter. Glad the meeting at the hotel in Leeds turned out
satisfactorily.
I
went through Leeds, I believe, on my way up to Yorkshire for the grouse shoot.
I like Yorkshire very much. I think there is some beautiful country up there,
and the town of Harrogate is most attractive.
It’s
nice that Ken Barnes had the time and the opportunity to come up and be the honored
guest at the 25th anniversary celebration. He’s a nice man, and very
talented, too. Has very good taste.
I
enjoyed our summer in England this year, and all the appearances. Got to be
rather routine, though, so many radio interviews. They all ask the same
question and I make the same answers so often that I kinda fall asleep!
Maybe
the next time I come over there, they’ll have some new questions.
I
really sympathize with England – all the problems they’re having with the
economy, the Unions, the welfare situation, and now the bombing, but they’ve
overcome worse problems than this, when you think of the Second World War and
the Blitz and all, and I know they’ll bounce back again.
My
very best to you and all the members.
As ever, Bing
December 22, Monday. Bing and his family appear in the annual
show at Laguna Honda Hospital. A crew from television station KPIX is on hand
to tape footage for The Kathryn Crosby Show.
Memories of
Christmases past were conjured up by Bing Crosby and his family yesterday when
they headlined—for the sixth straight year—the Laguna Honda Christmas Show.
Crosby, 71, and his family appeared at the end of a two hour show that included
singers, dancers, and a dancers-and-dog act. The nearly 1,000 patients at the
home requested and heard the famous crooner do some of his old favorites,
including “White Christmas”. Crosby had a little trouble with some of the
lyrics from his older tunes but the crowd didn’t seem to mind. Crosby said
Trader Vic first got him to do a Laguna Honda show.
“This is a wonderful institution, and the crowd is extremely appreciative.
We’re always delighted to do this show.” Other acts included the Mason-Kahn
dancers, juggler Jim Reinhart, banjo player Scotty Plummer and the Old St. Mary’s
Choir.
(San Francisco Examiner, December 23, 1975)
December 25, Thursday. Christmas dinner at home with 30 Crosbys and Grandstaffs attending. (10:02 a.m. in the UK) A specially produced radio
program featuring Bing and his family introducing Bing’s Christmas records is
broadcast on
December 26, Friday. Bing is the host on the BBC1 television
program Disneytime and he introduces extracts from various Walt Disney
productions, including Ichabod. The program had been taped in July.
December 27, Saturday. Bing and Kathryn have a
weekend by themselves at Cypress Point. (7:02–7:30 p.m.). Bing is the “castaway” on
the
December 31, Wednesday. Mel Torme has lunch at Bing’s Hillsborough
home. Bing, Mel, and Harry Crosby have a music session during the afternoon.
That night, Bing and his family attend Mel’s show at the
Fairmont Hotel in San Francisco.
Then, in 1975, he invited me
and my family to lunch at his home just outside of San Francisco. Mary Frances
and Harry, Bing’s kids, were on hand as well as Kathryn, and it was a funny,
jolly, loving luncheon, full of stories and remembrances. After lunch, Bing,
sans hairpiece, asked Harry to go get his guitar. We adjourned to the music
room, and, just like that, Bing sat down and began to sing. He did about eight
tunes, invited me to join him, which I did, and that’s the way the afternoon
went. It was New Year’s Eve, and as we got into the car to go back to the
Fairmont Hotel where I was appearing, Bing said, casually: “See you tonight.”
Flabbergasted, I said: “Bing, you’ve got to be kidding. It’s New Year’s Eve.
You’ll get mobbed.”
“Not to worry,” came the reply. “See you tonight.” Sure enough, that night he
brought the whole family to the Fairmont, sat at a front table (still sans
toupe), and stayed through my whole performance. I never quite got over that.
Or the fact that he was enormously human. Or that he sang with unmatched
resonance and control. His vibrato became warmer through the passing of years,
and his low notes could make your bass woofer beg for mercy.
If there is anyone I have modeled myself after over the years, I would have to
say it is Bing Crosby.
(Mel Torme, My Singing
Teachers, page 19)
1976
January (undated). Bing, Phil Harris and Harry Crosby film an American Sportsman program at Walker's Cay in the Bahamas. This is shown on April 18.
January 2, Friday. A program - V.I.P -Schaukel -
shown on the West German TV station ZDF contains an interview with Bing
conducted by Margret Dunser at his Hillsborough home. This had been recorded
some months before. Other stars seen in the same
show include Bette Davis, Sammy Davis Jr. and May Britt.
January 4, Sunday. Radio station KXL in Portland, Oregon, begin
broadcasting “50 Fabulous Years”, a program produced by John Salisbury about
Bing’s life and times. It runs weekly for 26 weeks until June 27.
January 5, Monday. Bing transfers ownership of a chestnut
filly called Guggenslocker to Kjell M. Quale of the Green Oaks Stud Farm.
January 9, Friday. Bing writes to Canadian broadcaster Gord Atkinson.
Dear
Gord:
That
putter of yours is not going to be in my hands very long I’m afraid. Nathaniel
is casting covetous eyes at it already!
It’s
a pretty flashy putter and he’d love to show that around the public links where
he does most of his golf.
Hope
you and your family had a good season, Gord, and thanks so much for the putter
-
Always yours, Bing
January 12, Monday. Gord Atkinson and his
wife Elaine visit Bing’s Hillsborough home and present him with a handcrafted
wooden case containing The Crosby Years radio series.
Following a pleasant
conversation and the taking of a few commemorative photographs we entered the
living room. We were then introduced to their pianist [Bob Moonan], and as we
watched, they finished rehearsing for a forthcoming benefit performance, Then
we were taken by surprise when Bing said: “There’s a new song called ‘At My
Time of Life’ that was written for a musical adaptation of Charles Dickens’ Great
Expectations. John Mills is appearing in it in London and it’s heading for
Broadway. I’m going to record it next week. It’s quite a song. I’d like to hear
what you think of it.”
As we sat on French Provincial chairs in his beautiful living-room he began to sing.
The piano player was obviously ad-libbing the accompaniment. His voice was
strong and mellow and filled the room. He was seventy-two years old and the
song was most appropriate for his time of life. It was a private performance
just for us and left us almost speechless.
(Gord Atkinson, writing in his
book, Gord Atkinson’s Showbill, page 198)
January 19, Monday. Bing records four songs (including “At My
Time of Life”) at United Western Studios, Sunset Boulevard, Hollywood, with the
Pete Moore Orchestra. Rich Little and Gord Atkinson join Bing for lunch during
the session.
January 21, Wednesday. Bing films a spot with Kathryn for The
Kathryn Crosby Show that is subsequently shown on KPIX-TV. That night at
the clambake before the golf tournament at the Del Monte Hyatt House, Bing
sings for the first time in eight years and does a medley of twenty-four songs
accompanied by Joe Bushkin and his Quartet in front of an audience of 800.
The year was 1976, and I was in Pebble Beach,
recently graduated from college and staying with my Aunt Mary Rose while I
prepared to play as an amateur contestant in the Bing Crosby National Pro-Am.
This was my second year, and as part of the festivities at the annual
“clambake”, there was always a show for the players and the wives, along with a
dinner, cocktails, etc. That night, according to the pre-printed program, we
were to be entertained by Mac Davis as the headliner. Apparently, Mac came down
with a bad cold, and was replaced at the last minute by Bing Crosby, with a
little help from Phil Harris. Bing had been rehearsing for an upcoming tour,
which was to start in San Francisco, and so all of the kinks had not been fully
worked out with the band, and the Phil Harris stuff was a last minute ad-lib.
Nevertheless, from the moment Bing walked onstage, to the surprise of the
entire audience who had no idea he was about to perform, he held us spellbound
like no entertainer I have ever seen before or since. For over two hours he ran
the audience up and down the emotional scale from uproarious laughter to tears
and back again, with a range of songs both old and new, as he celebrated his
50th anniversary in show business. Mere adjectives fail to properly convey the
magic he projected from that stage.
(Howard Crosby, son of Ted
Crosby, as recorded on the Bing Crosby Internet Museum discussion board, August
29, 2002)
There was something old,
something new, something borrowed and virtually nothing “blue” for happy guests
who attended the traditional Crosby Clambake last night at the Del Monte Hyatt
House. The songs. . . new banquet site. . . borrowed recordings. . . no blue
jokes. . . proved an unbeatable combination amid the red-white-and-blue
patriotic decor of the jam-packed hall. The annual stag banquet honoring those
who work so hard to make the National Pro-Amateur Golf Championship such a
success turned out to be an historic “Bicentennial” of Bing’s songs.
Host Bing Crosby, looking dapper and healthy in a bright red blazer, breezed
through a sensational medley, marathon of 24 (!) songs with consummate ease and
grace. Accompanied by the Joe Bushkin quartet, the ageless Crosby astonished
the crowd of golfers, workers and writers with both his artistry and vitality.
He greeted the audience by singing “The Pleasure of Your Company” with a
special lyric refrain about “at the Clambake, up at Pebble, every year.” Then,
after an immaculate rendition of “Bring on the Clowns” from the Broadway
musical “A Little Night Music,” sung to a full-violin recording, Bing called
upon his guitar-playing son, Harry, for a little home-harmonizing on “You Got a
Friend” and “Sing a Simple Melody.”
Bing introduced Harry for his Clambake debut as “a new fellow I picked up at
the bus station,” then admonished him to “lay it there; you’re not sitting at
home; this audience is ready.”
After the two-tune set. Harry “sat in” with the Bushkin quartet as Bing, reeled
off the aforementioned whirlwind medley that had the crowd singing along or
clapping along… The brief samples of each song were accompanied by frequent
quips as asides. He said he “missed the Princess (Grace of Monaco)” while
singing “True Love"”. He defied the much-maligned Crosby Tournament
weather elements by singing of “summer showers” in Million Dollar Baby and
“sunshine and showers — Sunday Night!” in “Pennies from Heaven.” And, when he
forgot the lyrics, he made them up, much to the delight of the audience.
Then, after this grueling musical feat and treat, climaxed by Bushkin tossing
the long accordion-pleated music sheets into the air, Bing beckoned buddy Phil
Harris on stage for still another song, “Oh, Mr. Harris, Yes Mr. Crosby” to the
tune of “Gallagher-and-Sheen” with young Harry joining in the lyrics written
for their fishing TV special filmed recently in the Bahamas. . .
And so, after an entertaining hour-and-a-half show...the evening drew to a
close with Bing’s farewell song—not the traditional “Now Is the Hour” but a
philosophical “And That’s What Life Is All About”. And, that’s what entertainment
in the grand, gentle manner of Bing Crosby is all about.
(Bob Bullock, Monterey
Peninsula Herald, January 22, 1976)
January 22-25, Thursday–Sunday. The Bing Crosby National Pro-Am Golf Championship is won by Ben Crenshaw. Bing acts as one of the commentators for the television coverage as usual. Nathaniel Crosby (age 14, with a 5 handicap) plays in the tournament for the first time. Lindsay Crosby (handicap 16) and Howard Crosby (5) also take part. Other celebrities playing are George C. Scott (hcp 13), Clint Eastwood (18), Glen Campbell (8), Pat Boone (17), Vic Damone (10), Hank Ketcham (11), Mac Davis (8) and Efrem Zimbalist Jr. (9).
January 26, Monday. Bing flies to Las Vegas and makes a walk-on guest appearance on the Merv Griffin television show on CBS to surprise Rich Little who is impersonating him. Meanwhile in the U.K., aJanuary 27, Monday. President Ford hosts a State Dinner for the
Prime Minister of Israel and Mrs. Rabin. Bing and Kathryn loan the White House
three striking Moran sculptures that are used as table centerpieces.
January 29, Wednesday. Bing writes to British fan Nick Carter.
Thanks for your very kind
letter. If you remember Mississippi you must be a very loyal
supporter indeed! Had a great score by Rodgers and Hart.
Some marvelous songs.
You
must have been a baby when “Just One More Chance” was popular! I’m glad also,
that you liked the Christmas morning program, and I hope you got a chance to
see the Christmas program which was on Christmas Eve, I believe, in England,
with the whole family and Fred Astaire. Turned out rather well.
That’s
a very pretty place where you live and where you keep your record collection -
and you say you have some with Bix Beiderbecke. Those are pretty unusual
records for anyone to have. I used to room with him when I was with the
Whiteman Orchestra. He was a very fine man. Great personality - and genuine
talent. In fact, I think he was a genius.
May
be some day we’ll meet. I hope so - always your
friend, Bing
January (undated). Bing and Kathryn plus their children fly into
Houston, Texas, on the Brown and Root plane. Bob Moonan and his wife are on the
same flight. The Crosbys stay with Mrs. Ernest Cockrell and the William
Liedtkes. Mrs. Cockrell was the widow of a prominent oilman and Liedtke was
the co-founder of the Pennzoil Company.
January 31, Saturday. After a morning rehearsal, Bing and Kathryn
plus their children present Bing Crosby and Friends as a benefit
performance for the Houston Symphony Association at the Houston Symphony
Society’s Star-Spangled Ball in the Hyatt Regency’s big ballroom in Houston.
The event raises $100,000 and keeps the symphony orchestra in business. Pianist
Bob Moonan accompanies Bing who is also supported by the Houston Symphony
Orchestra under Lawrence Foster. The Crosbys receive four standing ovations.
Ballroom lights darkened, the crowd paying from $100
to $5,000 apiece grew silent, and then came a drum roll from the 90-piece
symphony orchestra to herald the arrival of The Old Crooner, also known as The
Groaner, or Der Bingel, or Harry Lillis (Bing) Crosby, 71. “I even wore my
hair,” he told the audience of a thousand at the benefit for the Houston
Symphony as he and his wife, Kathryn, sang “Send in the Clowns,” “Cup Runneth
Over” and “You’ve Got a Friend.” The baritone may be a little rusty these days—about
all he does is golf, fish and sell orange juice—but that voice still moved the
listeners when Bing sand the songs that made him famous—“Play a Simple Melody,”
“Surrender,” “Swinging on a Star” and “Pennies from Heaven.”
(Jennings
Parrott, The Los Angeles Times, February
2, 1976)
However the 1976 Clambake had featured Joey Bushkin
and his quartet, weaving together medleys of the old songs. Bing had hummed
along with the group, singing a few bars of each number, and the resultant
applause had been thunderous.
Encouraged by it, he headed for Houston, where he was
informed that he would go on at 10 PM. Dismayed, he turned to me and insisted, “That’s
past my bedtime.”
I exposed him to a dollop of Southern charm from some
very determined socialites, and he reluctantly agreed to play his part. For
backup, he had only his family, headed by a wife short on talent but always
long on enthusiasm, if granted any sort of opportunity to perform anywhere.
Bing entered to his theme song, The Blue of the Night,
and continued with The Pleasure of Your Company, and Send in the Clowns. The
family chipped in with Sing, and I contributed a solo parody of You’ve Come a
Long Way from St. Louis, in the form of You’ve Come a Ways from West Columbia.
It wasn't precisely a classic, but my friends and
relatives loved it. So there!
Together, Bing and I sang My Cup Runneth Over and I
Love to Dance. He and Harry offered their rendition of You've Got a Friend and A
Simple Melody, and our crooner then exited with a solo Crosby medley.
His encore was That’s What Life is All About, with a
second exit to The Blue of the Night. He was so encouraged by his fans that he
found himself caught up in the benefit business.
(Kathryn
Crosby, My Last Years with Bing, page
365)
…My dad was working and mom was in her room so
I said, “Let me show you around the hotel.” During our walk we entered the
Imperial Ballroom and Mr. Crosby was getting ready to rehearse for the night’s
benefit. There were 110 tables set for 10 people each, but at that moment the
only people on hand were Mr. Crosby, the orchestra, my mom and I.
I asked Mr. Crosby if it was OK for my mom to
watch him rehearse and he most graciously said “Yes.” As I walked out of the
ballroom and back to my office, I saw Mr. Crosby come down to her table and ask
her name. My mom said “Mary.” Mr. Crosby took her hand and sang, “For it was
Mary, Mary, plain as any name could be…” They definitely do not make them like
my mom or Bing Crosby anymore.
(Tom Caradonia, former
employee of the Hyatt Regency Hotel, as seen in the Cincinnati Post,
August 2000)
Dear Jean:
Thanks for your letter. Very enjoyable - reading about Joe
Bushkin and his antics at his Riverhouse Maisonette. I was there once or twice
myself.
I just finished doing a show with him down at Pebble Beach.
It was tremendously successful. He put together a small group and he was never in better form.
The
balance of the week he spent in company with Phil Harris, and as you
can imagine, this was a memorable parlay. They tore up the whole area -
and both have gone back to
their respective haunts to lick their wounds!
I'm going to work with him again, I think, shortly and I'll
show him your letter. I think he'd get a big kick out of it - especially the
part about trying to persuade Eddie Arcaro to have his nose done!
He's very interested now, with his children, in jumping
activities - with their horses. I believe they've jumped at the Garden and have
some sort of a national reputation.
He also has a couple of race horses with Fran and one of
them - a pretty good mare - I’m sending to Graustark and we're going to
participate in the produce thereof, if any.
Thanks so much for your kind comment about the show. It was a pleasure, working with Astaire. He's such a classy
guy and has so much talent and is such a perfectionist. Everything worked out
beautifully. He was so kind to the children and they adored him, of course.
Send
me that Joe Frisco story you mentioned in your letter. I have quite a
glossary of yarns about the immortal Joe, and can always
use another one. If I ever bump into you, I can lay some of my
favorites on
you.
Take it easy
Always best wishes,
Bing
February 4, Wednesday. Bing, Kathryn, Harry and Nathaniel play in in the Cablevision Celebrity pro-am at the Golden Gate Country Club course in Naples, Florida. This is a prelude to the Naples Ladies Professional Golfers Association Classic. Bing plays with Sandra Haynie's group and they finish with a 66.
February 6-8, Friday-Sunday. Kathryn Crosby
acts as host for the Naples Ladies Professional Golfers Association Classic at
the Golden Gate Country Club course in Naples, Florida. The winner is Jan Stephenson.
February (undated). Bing writes to Ginger Mercer.
I’ve been thinking of Johnny a
lot, since his hospitalization and surgery, and just wanted you to know that
I’m praying for his complete recovery. I know this must be a very difficult
time for you. I suppose you see him every day or so, and I would be grateful to
you if you would give him a message from me that I’m pulling for him and hope
before long that he’ll be up and around and that I’ll be able to talk to him
personally.
February 13, Friday.
Bing writes to Connee Boswell who has been taken into Mt. Sinai
Hospital in New York and had a tumor removed from her stomach. Connee's
husband, Harry Leedy, had died on January 1, 1975.
Dear
Connee:
I’m
sorry to hear that you’re hospitalized and that you had to have some surgery
done. I hope that everything came out in good shape and that you’re recovering
nicely and will soon be up and around and at ‘em again!
I’m
glad that you got some solace from the letter I wrote you at the time of Harry’s
passing. He was a great man, and I know how close you were and what a great
loss it must be to you to have him gone.
I’m
still doing a little work now and then. A few television shows, a concert here
and there – not too much. Nothing that will interfere with golf, fishing,
shooting and travel!
The
kids give some promise in the direction of show business, particularly Harry
who plays very good guitar and piano and also can arrange and compose now and
is contemplating going back to Juilliard or one of the big Music Schools in the
East to get a solid musical background for later development as a composer,
arranger etc.
I’ll
say a prayer for you Constance. Stay in there and keep pitchin’-
Always your buddy, Bing
February 15, Sunday. Bing is appointed as Honorary Chairman of National Wildlife Week due to take place March 14-20.
February 20, Friday. Native Americans protest plans by Bing and
his business partners to refurbish a resort at Mineral Hot Springs, near San
Diego, which was bought three months earlier for $2.4 million. They claim that
the changes would desecrate an ancient burial ground.
March (undated). A book simply titled BING, Charles Thompson’s
authorized biography of Bing, goes on sale in the United States. Chapter
twenty-two starts with the words “Bing Crosby is probably the most-loved
character in the world apart from the creations of Walt Disney.” The book
itself finishes with a quote by Bing.
“True, also, I’m not very
effusive. I’m not very demonstrative. I just never have been. My mother was
that way—my father was just the opposite. I don’t know why, it’s just something
I’ve inherited. I may think a lot of a person, but I seldom tell them so. I’ll
tell them about their ability; whether I think they’re good performers; whether
I like the song they sang or the act they have done. Every time I go to a play
in New York I write to the leading performer and tell him I like the show.
“I’ve never told a friend that ‘I love you’ or ‘I like you’ and if any friend
told me that I’d be very embarrassed and wouldn’t know what to do. It’s taken
for granted that you like the person or you wouldn’t have them for a friend.
“What it all boils down to is that I’m very undemonstrative and that problem has
given rise to the belief that I’m a loner and I live behind an ‘ice curtain.’”
This then has been the story and an assessment of the life and times of Bing
Crosby; the story of a shy, small-town boy, who started with nothing and asked
for nothing, yet achieved everything. In his entire career there are only two
things he has not done: appeared in a Broadway Show—because “I would have hated
to have rehearsed for twelve weeks and then close after a week”—and sung real
opera. But give it time.
14
In the normal sequence of events, a book is written: then follows the play, the film, the tv or radio show. Charles
Thompson’s book “Bing” (David McKay -. $8.95) did not follow this orthodox route.
“Why,” I have heard at least one person ask, “should
an Englishman write the life of Bing Crosby?” Aside from the fact that there is
that volley-question, “Why not?” (didn’t an Englishman
write the life of a Prince of Denmark?) is another
answer.
Charles Thompson was commissioned by the British Broadcasting Co., to
scour the United States for, and interview people whose lives had touched or
been touched by Bing Crosby in his gentle and steady rise from obscurity to legend.
It was because the legend is as honored in England as in the United States that
the
With Bing’s help and blessing, Thompson did a very thorough job of
talking to and recording people and organizing the results into a most
exemplary aural history. (Wouldn’t it be smashing if the
Having steeped himself so heavily in Crosbiana,
it must have struck Thompson as a flippin’ waste of
good work not to carry the job right on onto the library for instant reference
when needed.
So he, an Englishman, put it all together in a book, presumably adding
nothing but his journalistic skill. All the comments “pro” and “con” are from
qualified sources. Most
are direct quotes.
Memory
being what it is, little wonder that some events
fall slightly out of sequence and some facts jack-knife into wrong situations
or circumstances. Thompson is no more at fault than his sources or any of
Crosby’s other biographers who have run the same course. Less sycophantic than most of the other books about Bing,
Thompson’s should be a welcome addition to the known history of a show biz
giant who never seems to believe how tall he stands.
(Carroll Carroll, writing in Variety, June 16, 1976)
BING.
Charles Thompson. McKay, $8.95 ISBN
0-679-50590-3
For what it is meant to be,
there’s no faulting this journalistically competent “authorized” biography of
Bing Crosby, “probably the most-loved character in the world apart from the
creations of Walt Disney.” If it’s a book of marshmallows, of anecdotes and
testimonials compact, so it goes; probably hosts of readers will be pleased by
its glittering array of Hollywood names and the smooth telling of Crosby’s
career beginning with his boyhood in Tacoma, Washington, and his arrival in
Hollywood in 1925 in a Model T Ford. If there is pith and substance to Crosby
or his half-century as an American entertainment institution, however, it is
not in freelance journalist Thompson’s book. Every scene has the same value,
from Crosby’s instant hit with Paul Whiteman in 1926 to his marriage to
19-year-old Fox movie star Dixie Lee, his radio and record stardom, his “Road”
movies with Hope and Lamour, some escapades, some boozing, much golfing,
Dixie’s death in 1952, Bing’s 1955 (sic) marriage to Kathy Grant, his investments
and present “worth.” All this and loads of photos.
March 4, Thursday. Bing again writes to Connee Boswell in Mt. Sinai Hospital, New York.
Dear
Sister Constance:
You
are in my thoughts these days, which must be long ones for you.
I
hope and pray that your convalescence is proceeding according to plan, and that
your spirits are up. – Love, Bing
Kathryn joins Bing in Los Angeles where he is taping a TV special with Liza Minnelli. Later he writes to the producers Dwight Hemion and Gary Smith.
Dear
Friends:
Again,
it was an extremely pleasant chore with you guys – as it always is. I love working
under your auspices, because there is no haste, no confusion, very little
racket, and you know what you’re doing.
I
hope the show turned out very well, and I’m sure it must. The ingredients are
there.
I’ll
sure be looking forward to seeing it.
Rita
said something about sending a cassette, so if you do have one, I’d like to
have it. I may not be able to catch it on the air that night, if my plans to go
to Mexico remain as they are just now.
My
fondest regards to all concerned. Best wishes to both of you in your efforts in
the future.
Always
your friend,
Bing
March 5, Friday. (11:30 p.m.) Bing is interviewed on the Tonight show on
NBC-TV by Johnny Carson. Ray Bolger and Marvin Hamlisch also guest.
March 9, Tuesday. Bing writes to his friend George O'Reilly in Dublin.
Yes,
it’s true, we’re doing some negotiating for a couple weeks engagement at the
London Palladium.
It
hasn’t really been finalised yet, but it appears it may go through as
originally projected. Probably use the whole family and fill the first half of
it with somebody like Michel LeGrande and one or two others.
Really
haven’t reached a point yet where we can seriously try to commit anyone for
this purpose.
I
would like to do a concert in Dublin. Maybe 1 show while we’re over there.
Possibly during the summer, and if I do, you would be the fella I would like to
have make the necessary arrangements
We
would have to have a couple of other artists of course, for the first half.
Although I think it’s a good idea for the star of the occasion to participate
if only in a song or two, in the first half. Otherwise people get restless or
they don’t come to see the first half at all. And it makes for a little
confusion.
When
my plans have progressed and are a little more definite, George, I’ll get back
to you. Certainly by May or so, and that will give you, ample time to set
something up in Dublin in the way of a theatre and possibly a TV outlet. I
don't know about that.
I’d
like a theatre that is somewhat intimate, but certainly large enough to
accommodate a sizeable audience because the whole affair would be for charity,
less the expenses of the other acts and the musicians and the theatre rental.
I
don’t plan to take any money from the London Palladium or from any prospective
engagement in Dublin.
I’ll
get back to you when I do know something definite, George.
I
hope you and your family are in good health and spirits.
Always
your friend, Bing
Bing Crosby and Phil Harris brightened the Bel Air Hotel Garden Room with a bash to intro their latest teaming - as chairman of the board and president, respectively, of Crosby Harris Import company, their first product, Herradura tequila.
(Daily Variety, March 15, 1976)
Went
down to Houston for a couple of days but it required some training before I was
ready for the journey.
So
I trained for the trip by going to the party Bing Crosby and Phil Harris tossed
at the Bel-Air Hotel to introduce their Herradura tequila, never
before sold in the United States.
If
Bing can keep his partner from drinking the profits, the Old Groaner may have
another Minute Maid enterprise on his hands.
Jack
Oakie, who only drinks Scotch, showed up at the tequila party with his own
flask. When
Bing got up to speak to all the dealers and distributors, Oakie yelled: “Sing ‘Down
the Old Ox Road’ crooner.”
Bing
sang that song in his first feature movie, “College Humor,” in which Oakie was
the star along with Dick Arlen and Mary Carlisle. Bing was billed below the title
but after that big feature debut, not for long
Chill
Wills, an old tequila connoisseur, also gave a speech welcoming Crosby and
Harris into the liquor importing business.
Harris,
in his speech, said, “l’m leaving Bing to the agave leaves, I’ll stick with the
bottling end of the business.” Bing
put it more succinctly. “I’ll
do the thinking, and Phil will do the drinking.”
Also
saw Pat Buttram there. Pat, like Oakie, lives in Northridge, the gateway to
Newhall.
Well,
you can expect to see more TV commercials with Bing squeezing agave leaves instead
of oranges. Bing
and Phil have hunted, fished and golfed all over the world but this is their
first business venture together. "Phil has a drinking image,” said Bing.
(James Bacon, Hollywood Hotline, March 31, 1976)
Bing writes to Liza Minnelli (1) and then to Pat Sullivan (2), the President of Club Crosby.
(1) Dear Liza:
Sorry I didn’t get a chance to talk to you before our little
company broke up.
I just wanted to say to you how pleasant it was to
know you better and to work with you. I’m kind of a sloppy performer myself, and when I
see such complete professionalism in another actor, I am terribly impressed!
You have that, and you also have a divine talent - which
you're using very wisely. I would hope you continue to have even greater
successes than the ones you’ve had in the past.
Fondest love to you and to Jack [Haley Jr., Liza's husband at the time] -
Always your friend,
Bing
(2) Thanks for the enlargements of the photos which you sent recently.
I understand the concert is all sold out down there in L.A. I use the
word “concert” with some trepidation, because it’s only going to be a few songs
and a few old ones at that!
But I’ve got some supporting acts which may carry the thing.
We’re talking about playing the Palladium, if we can get something put
together. The dates would be the 21st of June through July 4th, I think.
May have to do a thing up here in San Francisco for charity if this
thing down in Los Angeles goes well. All these concerts will be for charity. I
won’t take any money for any of them. The net proceeds after the expenses are
paid will go to a charity which I select.
Have a good time - Bing
March 16, Tuesday. Bing tapes material for an appearance
on The Rich Little Show, which is shown on NBC-TV on April 5.
March 17, Wednesday. (Starting at 7:30 p.m.) The Bing Crosby and Friends
stage show (with guests Kathryn Crosby, Rosemary Clooney, Rich Little, Nelson
Riddle, and Joe Bushkin) takes place at the Music Center in the Dorothy Chandler
Pavilion, Los Angeles. The proceeds go to the Tarzania Psychiatric Hospital and
the Sugar Ray Robinson Youth Foundation. Gary and Lindsay Crosby are in the
audience as are many celebrities including Douglas Fairbanks Jr.
Bing Crosby made his “concert
debut” at the Music Center last Wednesday (17) in an entertaining tv-styled
variety show that saw the smooth singer play host to a number of family and
friends. It was a loosely-constructed, almost informal night with a major
emphasis on nostalgia and no one attempting to really cut any new ground. As
such, a jammed house, could feel comfortably ecstatic in their
reminiscences.
Crosby, clearly, could do no wrong — and, in fact, did much right — as he sang
his signature tunes, in his usual, casual style and soothing voice, being
surprisingly honest and unpretentious in sharing his thoughts and attitudes.
While the audience was ready to have fun with him and his songs, Crosby was too
concerned most of the evening with remembering lyrics and arrangements,
constricting himself far too much for a concert situation. Perhaps, with more
experience at running his own concert show, the quirks could work themselves
out; on the other hand, Crosby may be diving into territory not totally
suitable for the style of his considerable abilities.
There were moments in which he shined — usually his most at-ease moments, such
as the closing “That’s What Life Is All About,” when the pressure of the night
was off of him and be could just put his hands in his pockets and emote at his
best, or his Act I closing “Send in the Clowns,” a subdued and affecting
interpretation.
. . . Crosby hasn’t indicated whether he’s planning, on taking his family on
tour with him. Crosby admitted little rehearsal time was involved in this
segment’s preparation, and it showed.
(Variety, March 24,
1976)
Singing in fine mellow style, Bing Crosby celebrated
St. Patrick’s Day and his “demicentennial in show business” by performing the
first concert of his career. The 71-year-old singer seemed close to tears Wednesday
night as a standing ovation greeted his performance at the Music Center.
It was the first of several concerts he plans to give
for charity in this country and later this year in London. (One will be in the
Bay Area within four to six weeks, date and site still to be confirmed.)
“I decided to get back in the swim,” Crosby told his
audience. “One of the things that made me decide was when I came out of NBC’s
artists’ entrance and somebody asked me, “Didn’t you used to be Bing Crosby?”
Crosby, who had curtailed his career in recent years,
seemed to enjoy himself immensely. He sang with wife, Kathryn, son Harry and
daughter Mary Francis – “Nathaniel would be here except that he got three F’s
in his last report card,” said Bing.
He also sang duets with Rosemary Clooney and clowned
with impressionist Rich Little.
The Crosby baritone sounded as sure as ever,
especially in the lower registers. Backed by Nelson Riddle’s orchestra, he gave
solid renditions of such recent songs as “Send in the Clowns,” “You’ve Got a Friend,”
and “The Way We Were.”
But he made his biggest impact on the audience with
his medley with the Joe Bushkin quartet of the well-remembered oldies, which included:
“I Surrender Dear,” “True Love,” “Would You Like to Swing on a Star,” “Pennies from Heaven,” “Blue Hawaii,”
“Accentuate the Positive” and “Sweet Leilani.”
"It was just 50 years ago this month that my partner Al
Rinker and I got a job at the Boulevard Theater here,” Crosby told his
audience. “The theatre was close to the USC campus and a lot of the college
boys and girls dropped in to see how a couple of guys from Spokane were doing. They
were a big help, and ever since then I’ve rooted for USC—except when they play
Notre Dane, of course.”
(Bob
Thomas, Associated Press, March 19, 1976)
...Crosby once ascribed his
success to the fact that the listener feels he could be up there doing the same
thing. I was reminded of this during the medley when he blew the lyrics a few
times. Bing is human; it is perhaps his humanity and fallibility coupled with
an enduring talent that has sustained him as an American institution.
It was, in fact, the kind of program one might have expected to judge in terms
of ambience rather than the actual performance; after all, Bing Crosby as a
singer has long since been hors concours. Yet the longer the evening
wore on, the clearer it became that this was indeed solid, valid entertainment.
Crosby at 71 has a timbre extraordinarily close to the sound you still hear on
his late night movies. When he sang “Sweet Leilani,” it could have been 1937
again. . . .
(Leonard Feather, Los
Angeles Times, March 19, 1976)
The Los Angeles Times ran a big ad for
Bing’s concert, and the vast Dorothy Chandler Pavilion sold out. And when I
stood in the wings, peeking out at the 3,000-plus crowd, I knew for sure I
wouldn’t be able to slip in unnoticed amid a parade of singers doing a number
or two apiece. I only wished I’d known it sooner, while there was still time to
say no.
We were there to celebrate Bing’s landmark
anniversary, the kickoff of his fiftieth year in show business, and it was so
much more than I could handle, I was terrified. I clutched my music in sweaty
hands, trying to cram the lyrics into my seething brain. When I felt Bing’s
hand on my shoulder, I whirled around.
“I don’t know this,” I hissed. What I really
meant was I don’t want to do this, but my fear focused on the
more immediate concern.
“If you’re that worried,” he said, “take it
with you.”
I stared. Take it with me? “I
can’t do that,” I said.
“Why not?” he asked. “Why can’t you?” In the
midst of the hubbub backstage, minutes to curtain, he was looking into my eyes,
genuinely wanting to know my answer.
“I just can’t.”
He clasped my
hands, holding the music, in his own. “You can,” he told me. “You can take the
piece of paper out there with you.” Then he smiled at me and walked past me out
onto the stage.
I stood where he’d
left me, transfixed by fear tinged with an uneasy hope. A singer was expected
to know the music. I couldn’t take it onstage with me.
Why can’t you?
Why couldn’t I? I’d been struggling so long to
unlearn my expectations and inhabit a new unconstrained self. The idea that I
had to know the music belonged to someone else – to that performer named
Rosemary Clooney, whom I had created and who wasn’t me at all. The new Rosemary
– my real, honest self, freed from outworn expectations – could take the
music onstage, and would, and did. With my music held lightly and easily in my
hands, I stepped out of the wings and onto the stage. I smiled. I sang.
(Rosemary Clooney, writing in her book Girl
Singer, pages 249-250)
The concert did not receive any advance publicity. A simple announcement
appeared in the paper and it was an instant sell-out. I was one of the lucky
ones favored with a seat by the Crosby Office, the honor later compounded by
having my money refunded and finding myself in a front row seat. Bing had set
aside about 100 choice seats for which he picked up the tab himself—the rest of
the proceeds were donated to two of his favorite charities. Leo Lynn told me
that $12.50 was the top price that Bing would permit, saying “My show isn’t that
good.”
Other lucky club members were Priscilla Koernig (also in the front row),
the Al Suttons, the Herb Bootmans, the Ted Kaspers, the Kevin Andersons, and
John Salisbury. Perhaps there were others but those were the ones I know to
have been in attendance. Gary and Lindsay Crosby and their wives were seated
directly behind the above-mentioned group. Well, there will never be another
St. Patrick’s Day like it. When I heard that Rosie Clooney, Joey Bushkin, Rich
Little, and the Crosby Family were also on the bill, I thought perhaps a token
appearance by Bing would be likely. Instead, Bing knocked himself out for over
two hours, singing several major solos (At My Time of Life, Send in the Clowns,
The Way We Were) plus duets with Rosemary and his family, and closing with a
medley of his standards lasting about a half hour and then still belting out an
encore with “That’s What Life Is All About.”
The pre-program consisted of excerpts from old Crosby radio shows followed
by a showing of large screen movie clips (the sound being replaced by
background piano accompaniment of Joey Bushkin). The Nelson Riddle Orchestra
broke into his theme and Bing strolled out, lifting his hand up in the air and
touching his toe to his fingertip (try it sometime!). I doubt if he would
have had to do much more—the audience already belonged to him. As Joey Bushkin
said later, “First, it was Ol Blue Eyes is back, then Sedaka is back, and now
it’s Old Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo is back!”
Bing was definitely back in every way. The medley portion was vintage
Crosby, and the entire Music Center, including four tiers of balcony, rose to
their feet in an ovation. It happened again when he closed with “That’s What
Life Is All About.” If there was any question in Bing’s mind about the way the
American public feels about him, I would think the message was unmistakable. We
were seated directly in front of his stage entrance, and Bing took his closing
bows there. He seemed almost dazed by the reception he was receiving, and
Kathryn had to motion him out for another bow. Mr. Super Cool appeared to have
tears in his eyes.
I’m sure Bing was literally physically exhausted, and I seriously wonder
why he agreed to such a strenuous performance. By not holding back, he gave
that audience a show they are not likely to ever forget. In my mind, he showed
conclusively that there’s still no-one near him as a performer.
Priscilla and I had flown down on the noon plane, spending an extremely
enjoyable but too brief afternoon with the Kevin Andersons. We flew back to
S.F. on the midnight flight, sitting next to none other than Alan Fisher, the
Crosby butler, who had come down for the show with some of the other household
staff. According to Alan, the concert was only the first—Bing will do another
in the Bay Area next month and a Palladium appearance is in the works this
summer.
(Pat Sullivan, President of Club Crosby, in a
circular letter to club members)
March 18, Thursday. Bing is interviewed on ABC-TV News.
March 24, Wednesday. Tapes more material for The Rich Little Show. Bing and Rich sing a medley of Bing’s hits with Rich impersonating Bing’s former duet partners. The program is shown on April 5 on NBC-TV. Subsequently, Bing joins Phil Harris and his son, Harry, in Las Cruces.
Bing described
the sequel follows:
“On
the first day that we didn’t shoot, in spite of my protestations, Phil and Harry
decided to go fishing in a stormy sea. Off Saltita, they lost the transmission
on their outboard.
The
motor ran well as ever, but they couldn’t throw it into gear, so they were at
the mercy of the pounding surf. Harry jumped overboard, and tried to prevent
the boat from capsizing, but a big wave caught it, and over it went, dumping
the Indian into the water beside him.
Phil
suffered a sharp blow to the head from the wave-tossed boat, and his
windbreaker was blown over his eyes. Harry caught hold of him, dragged him to a
depth where they could both touch bottom, guided him to shore, tried to
resuscitate him, and finally left him with a water bottle that had floated in
from the boat.
Harry
ran all the way home for our pickup truck, and drove to find help. With a big,
fast boat, he and its crew reached Saltitas in 45 minutes.
There
was the outboard, beaten to pieces, and the bottle of water, still lying on the
beach, but there was no sign of Harris.
They
searched half the night with flashlights before they found Phil sitting on a
small hill, incoherent, and with no notion of how he’d arrived there. They
drove him home, and it was three days before could get any food into him, but I
administered enough codeine to guarantee a couple of nights sleep.
He
didn’t even have an appetite for booze, which will give you some idea of the shape
he was in. At present, he seems to have recovered whatever wits he originally
possessed.”
(Kathryn
Crosby, My Last Years with Bing, page
367)
March 26, Friday. (8:30–10:00 p.m.) In conjunction with Liza Minnelli, Bing hosts
the ninety-minute Bell Telephone Jubilee on NBC-TV. Guests include Ben Vereen,
Marvin Hamlisch, Joel Grey, Roy Clark, Steve Lawrence and Eydie Gorme. The show receives an 18.6 rating and a 30 share. It is within the top 30 shows of the week. It had been taped earlier in March. Bing later writes
to the producers, Dwight Hemion and Gary Smith:
I don’t know what kind of rating the show got,
but if it wasn’t something rather large, I think the ratings are going to be
very suspect, in my thinking.
I was in San Francisco the day after the show,
and I never encountered a reaction like this in my whole career. Total
strangers came up to me, no matter where I went. Said they liked the show.
Liked the way it was done. They liked the people in it. They liked the music.
Incredible reaction;
Maybe it’s just San Francisco. I don’t know.
But these weren’t friends of mine. These were just people on the street, people
in the restaurant where I had lunch, people at the Club. Fantastic.
And I thought it was great. Everybody in our
house thought it was great.
Really looked classy. Had style. But then
that’s your trademark.
Thanks a lot -
Always yours,
Bing
“Jubilee” was designed as a
salute to the 100th anni of the telephone, to be celebrated by memorable
performances seen on the “Bell Telephone Hour” from 1959-’68 and the “Bell
System Family Theatre” since then—augmented by contemporary turns from hosts
Bing Crosby and Liza Minnelli and guests Joel Grey, Eydie Gorme & Steve Lawrence,
Ben Vereen and Roy Clark....On look-backs of this nature, keeping perspective
is really what the viewer has a right to expect—and that was achieved by the
90-minute production...It was all okay for what it was.
(Variety, April 7,
1976)
“Jubilee,” tonight, 8:30 p.m., channel 4, is a
90-minute show-stopper—a joyous song-and-dance-enhanced entertainment headlining
Bing Crosby and Liza Minnelli.
Bing glows and Liza scintillates and they have more
fun than clowns hosting rollicking performances by Joel Grey, Ben Vereen, Steve
Lawrence and Eydie Gorme, Roy Clark and Marvin Hamlisch, the Mr. Hot of contemporary
tunesmiths.
The show's producers frequently insert little bunches
of refreshingly brief and marvelously nostalgic taped vignettes selected from “Bell
Telephone Hour” programs, 1959 through 1968.
…. But the main attractions are Bing, Liza and guests.
Joel again sings and taps as George M. Cohan. Liza and Joel reprise “Cabaret” numbers,
Ben and Bing recreate Cole Porter's “Now You Has Jazz,” Roy is sensational on guitar
in a number from his Soviet tour. Steve and Eydie contribute a bang-up extended
Irving Berlin medley, Ben explodes in a “Jesus Christ, Superstar” segment (“I’m
betting on Jesus…”), and Marvin Hamlisch has a ball with both Bing and Liza.
In the end, Bing and Liza dance (Arthur Murray style),
concluding: “What a swell party this was.” Agreed. A jubilant jubilee.
(The San Francisco Examiner, March 26,
1976)
Dear
Meredith:
I
wish I could be there to join your many friends and admirers in the Tribute
that is being paid to you this evening.
It's
certainly a tribute that is richly deserved. I don't know anybody who has done
so much for popular American music, and who has so many friends in this field,
as you do.
I
always remember our association back when - particularly with the Armed Forces
Radio, and I hope that the evening provides not only festive moments for you,
but also some nostalgic ones, and I want to join all your friends in wishing you well.
Always
yours, Bing
April 7, Wednesday. Bing writes to Bob Cowley of WSPD Radio in Toledo, Ohio who
had recently sent him some tapes of Bing’s singing in earlier years.
…I
don’t sing anything like I sang in those days. Not as good. I think really the
reason for this is that I have, through the years toned down my
interpretations. That is, I have sung a little more straight and on the nose
than I did back some years ago. And this was a bad move.
I
was overly conscious of extremism, of doing too much, of being criticized of
sounding like I was really trying to put on the schmaltz, and as a result I
eliminated a lot of style, a lot of feeling and a lot of sentiment...
Next
time I record, which won’t be too far in the future, I’m going to see if I can
capture a little of that same atmosphere.
Of
course, I sing in a different key now - considerably lower. And I can’t hit the
notes I used to. It’s a wise singer who realizes that and doesn’t strive to
sing in the keys that he could formerly handle when his vocal instrument was a
little less worn and torn…
April 9, Friday. Bing again writes to Dwight Hemion and Gary Smith about Bell Telephone Jubilee show that has recently been broadcast.
Dear
Dwight and Gary:
Just
thought you ought to see this letter. It’s rather special.
I
have received many such, but this is one of the most outstanding.
I
have heard nothing but good comment about the show since it was telecast. I
hope some day they repeat it.
It
would be wonderful if it could be released in England. I’m going to play some
vaudeville there and it might boost the gate!
I
hope all your projects in the future go smoothly.
Warmest
regards,
Bing
April 11, Sunday. Bing arrives in Montreal and stays at the Bonaventure Hotel. He
goes on to Rehearsal Hall II, Place Des Arts for a ‘piano & book rehearsal’
of The Bob Hope Olympic Benefit from 12 noon until 4 p.m. (5:00–7:00
p.m.) Rehearses for the benefit.
April 12, Monday. (2:30 - 6:30 p.m.) Rehearses for that night’s TV show. (8:00–11:00 p.m.) Tapes The Bob Hope Olympic Benefit at the Montreal Forum in front of a crowd said to number 19,000, all of whom have paid $15 each. Other guests are Freddie Prinze, Lynn Anderson, and Shirley Jones. Music is provided by Les Brown and his Band of Renown The show, which is a benefit for the United States and Canadian Olympic teams, airs on NBC-TV on April 21.
…Because
of the high-precision demands that television makes it was necessary to repeat
time and again several of the numbers and comedy routines.
Crosby
was guilty of several misses, and his inability or refusal to sing directly
into the microphone eventually proved annoying. He appeared slow-paced, probably
taxed from the day’s rehearsals/
Still
a Crosby-Hope combination is difficult to ignore, and those who courageously sat
through nearly 3 and a half hours of the show got a rare, in-person look at the
two giants of the show-business world whose combined careers span a century.
Bob
Hope and Bing Crosby live and in action together. There’s the thrill.
And
what would a big-star U.S. extravaganza
with Canadian origin be without a skit on our very own Mounties? Hope
didn’t pass one up by any means, and it wasn’t long before we were introduced
to Hope and Crosby in the scarlet jacket on the hunt for a notorious trapper
(fur bedecked Prinze), with Jones and Anderson as the fair maidens who figured
the Mounties $10-a-week salary and all the moose they can eat is not as attractive
as Prinze’s sables and minks...
(Walter Poronovich,
The Montreal Star, April 13, 1976)
Hope–Crosby still draw
Montreal (CP) – The Bob Hope–Bing Crosby Olympic benefit
television spectacular played to a full house at the Forum Monday night, amply
demonstrating the two seasoned performers could still draw audiences. Hope, who
will be 72 next month, and Crosby, 73, won lengthy ovations when they exchanged
the traditional insults and went through a medley of Road–movies songs, much to
the delight of the largely middle-aged audience.
(Brandon Sun, April 14, 1976)
April 15, Thursday. Attends St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York
and goes to Yankee Stadium for the reopening of the remodeled stadium. He sees
the Yankees top Minnesota 11-4.
April 16, Friday. Visits Aqueduct Racetrack in New York and is photographed
traveling there on the subway. Presents the silver salver to the owners of
‘Christopher R’, the winner of the Gravesend Handicap. Goes to see "A Chorus Line" and then attends Rex Reed's party at Jacques Restaurant while he is in New York.
April 18, Sunday. (3:30–4:30 p.m.) The American Sportsman television
program on ABC features Bing, Phil Harris, and Harry Crosby trying for billfish
in the Bahamas.
When Bing Crosby and Phil Harris get together,
it’s bound to be a musical experience, even if the purpose of their meeting is
to fish the waters of Walkers Cay in the Bahamas.
On The American Sportsman, airing
Sunday, April 18 (3:30-4:30 p.m., EST) on the ABC Television Network, Crosby
and Harris, with Bing’s son Harry, mix singing and fishing aboard the Sea Lion,
skippered by Larry Thomas…
…In the Bahamas, impromptu singing among the
Crosbys and Harris gives a festive air to the trip, as they land a couple of
kingfish and a wahoo. However, their target, the blue marlin, remains elusive.
Although they manage to hook two of them, they are unsuccessful in bringing
them on board. Then with Larry Thomas, Harry Crosby takes a break from fishing
to explore the waters from the fish’s point of view. Clad in wet suits,
they descend 30 feet to explore the newly found ruins of a sunken ship.
(Press Release, April 7, 1976)
April 21, Wednesday. (8:00–9:30 p.m.) The Bob Hope Olympic Benefit is
shown on NBC-TV. Bing guests.
April 23, Friday. Bing writes to British fan Leslie Gaylor.
Thanks for the news about our forthcoming
Palladium visit and the recording news and the information about the release of
the albums…Things are shaping up for the Palladium visit. I think we’ll have a
pretty good show. The trouble is getting all the children together for
rehearsals because Mary Frances is in Texas and Harry is in Los Angeles and
Nathaniel is busy with his golf. Kathryn works every day on TV here, so we’re
going to have to get started pretty soon to put something together.
…We have a big problem with the tickets. It
might be impossible to take care of everybody in the clubs and still allow the
public an opportunity to buy some tickets too…I’ll be looking forward to seeing
you.
April 26, Monday. Bing writes to an Australian fan named Harry Price.
Thanks for your very nice letter. I
don’t often receive letters from musicians like you, and to receive one from
far-off Australia is a special pleasure!
I’m pleased to hear of your
interest in Bix and Teagarden and all the others. Teagarden was a great favorite of mine — not only as probably the best trombone
player I ever heard, but as a wonderful guy. Great fun, and a perfect
gentleman.
I don’t know when I’ll get out to
Australia. It’s so far and takes so long to get out there. You’ve really got to
provide a couple of months because there’s no use going that far and
then turning right around and coming home.
I’m doing some concerts now, and
maybe I might come out and do a couple out there.
A fella who just had Neil Diamond
out there — a producer — is doing some shows for me in England and he told me a
great deal about it. It sounds quite attractive. Hope it can be arranged.
I close with warmest regards to you
for your continued health and success –
Sincerely, Bing
April 30, Friday. Mary Francis Crosby is crowned 49th Shenandoah Apple Blossom Festival Queen in Winchester, Virginia. She is escorted by Senator Harry F. Byrd.
May 3, Monday. Bing writes to Ron Field, a fan living in Reading, Berkshire in England.
Dear Ron
Thank you for your long newsy letter with all the material about
the Calcot Park Golf Club. Looks like a nice lay-out and maybe some day I’ll
have a chance to play it.
Glad you enjoyed all the things we did over there last
summer – the golf and the shows and the TVs and one thing and another. It was
great fun, and we were lucky, of course, to have one of the warmest and driest
summers – although, I’m sure the famers wouldn’t feel this way at all.
There’s no present plan, Ron, to make a film in England. We
have a script we’ve been trying to improve and until it reaches a condition
where we think a picturization would have a chance, we’re not going to do much
about it.
We’re going to do another Pro-celebrity Golf at Gleneagles,
though. Maybe the boys will play in it this year. I don’t know whether or not
they want them or whether they consider them to be celebrities enough to attract
an audience on TV. Of course, I do.
I don’t know when I’d get up around Reading, Ron, but you
never can tell. When I get to England, I do get around a bit –
Always best wishes, Bing
May (undated). At Guadalajara, Mexico, where he meets Derek Jewell of the Sunday Times. Jewell writes the program notes for Bing’s forthcoming U.K. tour.
May 22, Saturday.
Bing and Kathryn attend the wedding of Richard Coxe and Helen Martin at
Burlingame's St. Catherine's Church. Mr. Coxe is a lawyer with
O'Melveny and Meyer.
May 24, Monday. Bing flies into Columbus, Ohio, during the afternoon and dines
at night at the Columbus Club on East Broad Street with a party hosted by
insurance man Robert Hoag. Unfortunately, during the meal, a piece of meat
lodges in Bing’s throat and he is taken to the Riverside Hospital. He is given
a general anesthetic and the food is removed from the lower end of his
esophagus using forceps.
The hospitalization that you
read about was greatly exaggerated, of course. It wasn’t a problem with the
throat—nothing in there but a few old second choruses! A little trouble with
the stomach, but it seems to be okay now.
Glad
to see all the favorable results that transpired as a product of your Series
which you did about me, and the Award that you received.
You
richly deserve this, I’m sure.
As
regards the function September 19th in San Francisco, I really don’t know
whether or not I’ll be back from Europe by then. I have a number of things
booked which haven’t been really inked in, but they will be by mid-summer so
possibly you had better contact me some time after that and we’ll see what can
be done about an attendance at the function that you describe in your letter.
Sounds
like quite an affair.
Best
wishes, Bing
(Bing Crosby, in a letter
dated June 14, 1976 to Gord Atkinson)
May 25, Tuesday. Bing is released from hospital at 7:45 a.m. and withdraws from
a pro-am golf tournament at Muirfield Memorial Golf Club where he was due to
have played with Jack Nicklaus, Flip Wilson, and Governor James A. Rhodes. Bing
turns up at the club in late afternoon in the company of John Galbreath and
Robert Hoag and tours the course in a golf cart.
May 28, Friday. Bing replies to British fan Nick Carter who has sent him
an Elizabethan document dated 1563.
Thanks for your letter, and thanks very
much indeed for the unusual parchment which you send me and for the
translation. Particularly grateful for the translation. I don’t think I
ever could have made any sense out of it otherwise! But I see now that it’s a
very rare item and I’m proud to have it, and I’m grateful for your thoughtful
generosity. I’m sure it will be a conversation piece around the house.
We have three or four in staff who
are British and they are already talking about it.
I don’t know if ever I’ll get around
Canterbury, although there’s a project afoot to make an album of hymns with the
Canterbury Cathedral Choir. If this works out, maybe I could come by and have a
spot of tea with you and members of your family. I hope so.
Again, many thanks - Warmest best
wishes, Bing
June 2, Wednesday. (7:30 p.m.) The Bing Crosby and Friends stage show is at the
Masonic Auditorium, San Francisco. Flip Wilson replaces Rich Little as the
comedian in the show and it is said to be Flip’s first live appearance in eight
years. The show benefits the Louis Armstrong Statue Fund. Alistair Cooke and
George Shearing are in the audience.
Crosby shows he’s still
King Bing
Crosby, the Irish slugger from
Spokane, knocked ’em dead at the Masonic Auditorium
last night.
Harry Lillis Crosby has been “Bing” for almost all of his 70-plus years and he’s been a part of all our lives just about as long. But last night’s show, which started on a high note and went up, up, and away by the concluding “That’s What Life Is All About” was the most astonishing and overwhelming one-man presentation I have ever attended.
Crosby, looking fit as a fiddle swinging on a star, knocked off eight or nine solo production numbers, duetted with various members of his family, personally salvaged an uproarious family bit of “round” singing and then casually drifted into a medley of 32 of his best known recorded numbers. Accompanied on this half hour nostalgia trip by the irrepressible Joe Bushkin at the piano (plus Herb Ellis, guitar, Jake Hanna drums and Monty Budwig, bass) Crosby had a great time scat singing, tripping an occasional light fantastic and adlibbing comments and, often, the lyrics.
It was the Crosby of the Kraft
Music Hall and the Big Broadcast; of the “Road” movies and of USO shows for the GIs of World War II.
Sometimes on the quiet numbers
(“Sweet Leilani”—“I Can‘t Begin to Tell You,” “It’s Been a Long, Long Time”
etc.) the sobs of reminiscence, the blowing of noses and the tender sighs
bubbled all over the sold out hall.
Bing’s voice seldom cracked and (of
course) never wavered; his rhythmic hipness and uncannily accurate pitch, plus
that gorgeous tone, have been his trademarks and genius for the more than 50
years since he, Al Rinker and Harry Barris (sic)
left Spokane to find fame and fortune in Southern California, ca. 1925. He
chatted about San Francisco in the ‘20s (“pokin’
around in the embers of the past”) and sang some fine stuff with Rosemary
Clooney, who then turned out a few of her own. - “Song for You” was
great. Flip Wilson, slick and funny, did four of his best pieces joined
by Bing on “Gone Fishin’” just before the
intermission.
Nelson Riddle led the orchestra, a
big job; the charts were Hollywood lush. Bushkin’s
quartet, never quite sure where in hell Joey was taking them, played marvelously behind Bing. (I suspect he preferred the jazzy
informality of the combo to the heavier sounds.)
In the incredible medley, “Wrap
Your Troubles in Dreams,” “Pennies from Heaven,” “Please,” “Blue Skies,” and
“Mississippi Mud” were among the outstanding renditions; daughter Mary Frances
and wife Kathryn joined in occasionally.
During a Crosby Family sequence son
Harry
The Bushkin quartet played a
glowing “Porgy and Bess” medley; Ellis’ guitar (especially on “Hallelujah,”
somewhat earlier) was magnificent
So it was a great night; Bing’s
tribute to himself and to Louis Armstrong - whose memorial statue fund in New
Orleans will get the proceeds.
(Philip Elwood, San Francisco
Examiner, June 3, 1976)
It was, for a change, literally a
once-in-a-lifetime experience on Wednesday night when a fella name of Bing Crosby
strolled jaunty-jolly out on the stage at the Masonic Auditorium, rambled his
eyes easily over a bubbling, euphoric crowd; lifted a microphone to his mouth
with the practiced ease of a Roman Catholic priest at the Asperges ceremony,
cheerfully acknowledged that “I wore my hair tonight” and then, with a little
help from his friends, proceeded to confer a glorious concert of music, charm
and warmth on a capacity audience as giddy as children. . . . The fact that
Crosby, at 72, could essay a nonstop succession of songs of that duration—and
sing them with authority, a full and sonorous voice, exacting intonation and
unflagging rhythm—is fully as impressive as every last one of the 33 was a hit.
. . . To his fans, he made it look easy.
(John L. Wasserman, San
Francisco Chronicle, June 4, 1976)
I welcome this opportunity to
disclose a facet of Bing Crosby’s generosity that is not generally known. It
was in the mid-’70s, when the Louis Armstrong Statue Fund, which I headed, was
stymied on dead-center. We lacked $10,000 for the completion of the twenty foot
tall bronze monument already in work at the foundry. Bing learned of the
dilemma and donated the entire proceeds of his San Francisco concert to supply
the lacking funds. The brightest day of my life was when his phone call
informed me that I could pick up a $10,000 check at his Beverly Hills office.
The beautiful Armstrong monument now stands proudly in New Orleans’ Louis
Armstrong Park - thanks, in great measure, to Bing’s dedicated love for
“Satchmo.”
(Floyd Levin, October 1996,
taken from sleeve notes to CD Bobby Gordon Plays Bing)
June 4, Friday. Bing writes to John Jensen at station KMPX in San Francisco.
Glad
that you liked the three albums that Red Knorp dropped by the studio for you.
I
think they’re kind of interesting, and I was delighted to hear the program that
resulted from the interview with you when I came to the station. I’m sure it
was a big help in stimulating the ticket sale.
About
the “Bingo Viejo” album. This was made in Hollywood. Paul Smith, who is
probably one of the best piano players around, and who is also Sammy
Davis Jr.’s accompanist and director, put the date together. I think it
was made in
September, 1975. It
was released by British Decca in London - or it’s going to be released
shortly.
Maybe it’s not even out yet.
The
date was at Coast Recorders in Los Angeles. They also have a studio up here in
San Francisco.
I
think it’s rather an unusual item. Those old standards treated in a little
different way. My Spanish is a little stale, but people who speak Spanish well
tell me that it’s just barely acceptable - which is about all I could hope for!
Thanks
for everything – All best wishes, John,
Bing
June (undated). Harry Crosby graduates from Bellarmine College
Preparatory, San Jose.
June 12, Saturday.
(10:00 p.m. - midnight) The Entertainment Hall of Fame TV program
on NBC includes tributes to many artists, including Bing. Sammy
Cahn and Bob Hope take part with Tony Bennett singing a medley of Bing’s hits.
Bing makes a short “Thank you” speech at the close. He receives a Lucite and Bronze Award. The show had been filmed in
advance.
June 15, Tuesday. Bing and his family fly into London Airport, having flown via
Seattle. That night they all go to see Julie Andrews in her one-woman show at
the Palladium. They stay in a flat at Green Street in the West End. Their
butler Alan Fisher is with them.
June 16, Wednesday. At Ascot races where he is turned away from the royal
enclosure, as he is inappropriately dressed. Is interviewed by
June 17, Thursday. Again at Ascot and is interviewed by Derek Johnson for
June 20, Sunday. Bing and his family rehearse for their forthcoming show at the
London Palladium.
One particular incident I recall was in June 1976 - Bing had had a very gruelling day rehearsing at the Palladium preparing for his opening the following evening. As he was about to leave, someone called out that the
limousine was waiting for him. Bing replied: ‘No I think I’ll walk back to the hotel. I feel like some fresh air after being stuck in here all day - let Kathy (Crosby), and whoever else wants to, go back in the car. The stagedoor keeper warned him that there were a lot of fans waiting outside, but he said that he didn’t mind. After signing several autographs, Bing told the crowd that he would have to set off back to the hotel, but if they wanted to walk with him and have a chat, this was quite welcome. It was an offer no one could refuse. It was a memorable sight, seeing Bing set off down Great Marlborough Street surrounded by a sea of fans and answering everyone’s questions.
Bing Crosby was a very caring man - he was much aware of the problems other people went through, particularly with regard to the record company. When he visited the UA offices he was determined to walk round and meet everyone personally. He also had a habit of phoning people direct himself, without using a secretary, with the result that when he told people it was Bing Crosby speaking, they often replied: ‘Oh yes, and I’m President Carter!’
He was a man of many anecdotes, many of which have died with him. I once told him that he ought to record or write them down but he said that nobody would be really interested. He could never accept that people were interested in him as a person. Bing even had his doubts about that first London Palladium season - until that sensational first night, he never realised just how much the public held him in their affections.
(Martin Davis, United Artists
Records’ managing director, as quoted in Woman’s Realm magazine after
Bing’s death)
June 21–July 4, Monday–Sunday. (Starting at 7:30 p.m.) The Bing
Crosby and Friends stage show is at the London Palladium. Pete Moore and
his Orchestra provide support to Bing and Rosemary Clooney plus the Crosby
family, with Ted Rogers taking the comedian spot. The proceeds go to the
National Society for Cancer Relief, the Playing Fields Association, and the
Duke of Edinburgh’s Award Scheme. The performances on June 24 and 25 are
recorded by Ken Barnes and issued as a double album by K-Tel International. The album enters the UK
charts in November 1977 and peaks at No. 9.
Bing Crosby’s 13-concert
season for charity at the London Palladium potentially will gross an estimated
$100,000 at $8.85 top, the scale being kept deliberately low as a gesture to
British fans. Early demand for tickets brought out the scalpers and the season
portends boffo attendance despite torrid weather.
This Crosby engagement - his first at the Palladium - celebrated his 50th year in
showbiz and he will follow the London bow with two concerts in Ireland and two
in Scotland, all for promoter Robert Paterson.
On opening night (21) the vet turned in a superlative performance and one
perhaps not expected from a performer of his years. Though he looked frail,
even tottery at times, the power and warmth of his voice is remarkably
preserved, his charisma still intact, his wit still keen and his sense of
showbiz paramount.
Crosby was on stage — and on his feet, yet — for a good deal of the three hour
initialer. He managed, moreover, to finish in a sprint noticeably stronger than
his start.
The Crosby show majors in sentimentality, but cleverly so, stopping short of
goo, gush or schmaltz. He introduced his family who went through some musical
romps while wife Kathryn showed a real talent for dancing. Crosby’s nostalgic
repertory was spiked with a handful of new songs, indicating an awareness of
what gives these days, though the crowd stood after his reprise in singalong
style some 30 or so standards from the ‘20s, ‘30s and ‘40s.
Even in abbreviated form “Just One More Chance,” “Dinah,” “Pennies from
Heaven,” “I’ll Be Seeing You,” “Moonlight Becomes You,” “Wrap Your Troubles in
Dreams,” “Blue Skies,” “Temptation,” et al, emerged remarkably fresh, as a
consequence of Crosby’s simple, empathetic style. With Crosby the lyric comes
into its own.
Supporting was Rosemary Clooney who was in firstrate form, selling with
panache. She showed, too, the power of simplicity when the lyrics stand up and
a good arranger is part of the act. Local comedian Ted Rogers, a regular these
days on the bigtime concert scene, worked through a torrent of topical gags for
big laughs and duetted with Crosby on “Gone Fishin’” for beaucoup applause. Joe
Bushkin Quartet swung well in accompaniment to Crosby’s songalong while the
Pete Moore orch coped well with the topnotch arrangements during the rest.
Show was well balanced, perfectly paced, expertly interlinked and a
satisfyingly complete presentation.
(Variety, June 30,
1976)
His Master’s Voice, the man
who created the popular song, came to London for the first time for 30 years
last night to give his first concerts since the War. Henry Lillis Crosby, who
got his name from “The Bingville Bugle” comic, gave a perfect exhibition of
what popular singing can be.
The voice of the Old Groaner may not be quite as smooth now at 72. The range
and register are only just there, but the pitch is still perfect and the tone
and phrasing are magical. No one has ever missed a single word, or a single
meaning, of a song that Crosby has sung. The “strolling player” as he calls
himself, treated a rapturous audience to a cross section of some of his
four-thousand songs he has recorded in fifty years or more of show business.
Still looking more like a bank clerk than a star, he reminded them of the 300
million records he has sold in 27 languages and 88 countries in that time. It
was not difficult to see why, because he beautifully executed the central art of
popular songs by conversing directly with his audience. “Swinging on a Star,”
“Pennies from Heaven,” “True Love,” “Moonlight Becomes You”—Crosby smoothed
majestically through them all. He even attempted, perhaps a touch rashly,
Stephen Sondheim’s “Send in the Clowns.”
But the audience were not listening too closely to his voice. They were caught
in the dream, the nostalgia of the times he sang those songs. From the moment
the show opened with excerpts from the British Movietone News of the war and
his last performance in Britain, that tone was set.
The man who began with Paul Whiteman reminded everyone that he created a style
of singing for Sinatra, Como, Bennett and the rest. He also broke new ground,
for while Al Jolson sang at you, Bing sang to you, and none of them ever forgot
the lesson. He proved again that he invented the alphabet of popular singing in
this century.
Occasionally, perhaps, the stylish show bordered on the mawkish. His family
appears, to put it kindly, to no particular effect, but that did not detract
from the magic of his voice, and above all, of his style; and he didn’t even
sing ‘White Christmas’.
(Geoffrey Wansell, The
Times, June 22, 1976)
CROSBY - STILL THE
MASTER
Bing Crosby told a lot of
self-deprecating jokes when he opened his London Palladium fortnight on Monday.
But the one that drew most laughter was about the car park attendant in
Hollywood who said to him:
“Hey, didn’t you used to be Bing Crosby?”
He laughed, with the audience. Later, hitting a
high note, he chided himself, adding: “I haven’t been up there in years.” And
when he danced across the stage rather boisterously with his wife, Bing poked
his back, which evidently had reminded him he’d had it for 71 years. It would
be easy, then, to concentrate on the nostalgia aspects and marvel at the sheer
stamina of the man, who was up on stage for most of this three-hour show. But
the audience was enthralled to find that as the evening wore on and he relaxed,
his voice improved amazingly, getting richer and more resonant. By the end,
when he sang the autobiographical ‘That’s What Life Is All About’, Bing Crosby
was singing excellently, at least as good as he has sounded in the past 20
years.
It was a sensational achievement by Bing to
sweep aside the obvious charge that he had “done well for his age,” for he gave
a concert that would have been fine for someone 50 years younger and when the
audience delivered that standing ovation at the end, it was not only his
history, but a splendid show, which had triumphed. It all drew a neat parallel
with Frank Sinatra, who these days tends to rely on who he is and what he
stands for rather than his vocal strengths.
Crosby, of course, came out of the crooning
era, when songs were about romance and lyrics enthused about kisses that
enchanted and pennies from Heaven and blue moons and the beauty of the deep
blue sea. At first, looking rather frail and vulnerable on the big stage, Bing
seemed as if he might be forced into giving only a nod to the golden oldies.
But when he warmed, he duetted with Rosemary Clooney, joked a lot with comedian
Ted Rogers and brought on his family, he was fired enough to take a medley of
the songs that spanned so many years. (There followed a list of the songs sung
by Bing).
Crosby’s edict has always been that the song’s
the thing, and he has rarely sought to print his personality on the words,
which invariably stand up. Seeing him revive these standards, injecting them
with a real freshness, was to understand again the power of simplicity in popular
song…
A magical show then, with dignity and a
delightful self-effacing stance, Crosby in his first London concerts during 50
years of music-making, is astonishingly agile and making more history.
Bing at the Palladium - for charity
incidentally - will rank as one of the highlights of this or any year. He
marked our lives and is demonstrating he still has it. Some say, nostalgia
isn’t what it used to be. Not so - in disciplined hands it can be richly
rewarding,
(Ray Coleman, Melody Maker)
CROONALONGA BING...and who
could resist charm like this
Before Sinatra - which is like
saying before light - there was Bing. And he it was who created an entirely new
style of singing. He may not have sung the best songs ever written, but his
effortless authority has lodged, even the worst in the memory-album of almost
every family. And there must be many a hack who goes down on his knees all the
way to the bank in thanksgiving to Crosby.
Without him, who knows, there might never have been a market for Old Blue Eyes,
Mathis, Mel Torme or all the other crooners who followed. So it was something
akin to homage which packed the Palladium last night…
Being unfortunate enough to sit directly in front of the talkalong, tap-along
Lita Roza, I was possibly the only person present to appreciate the appalling
over-amplification afforded the 72-year-old voice box and its backing.…
however, this was an evening when most things seemed to be forgiveable… .As a
celebration of 50 years turning dross into gold, and gold into better, this was
an extraordinary personal experience.
(Jack Tinker, Daily Mail)
The difference between Bing
Crosby and Sinatra is that Bing made two jokes - about his toupee and his money
- within ten minutes of taking the wide Palladium stage last night. Sinatra
doesn’t joke about being bald or rich. He is still a full-time professional,
and such things are trade secrets. Bing, the older man, has accepted his age
with grace and humour. In his new show at the Palladium, Crosby projects
himself in his most natural role - as a friend of the family, the cheerful
neighbour, everyone’s idea of a semi-retired nice guy.
Crosby at 72 has earned his unique place in the world’s affections. Now 50 years
after his professional debut, he celebrates his anniversary with Britain by
bringing onto the Palladium stage his dazzling wife Kathryn, and the Crosby’s
three clean-cut polite and musical children.
Crosby is on and off the stage throughout the show in the role of the host. He
sings old songs and some modern ones in that familiar, resonant, unvaried
Crosby baritone that seems to have been around for ever.
Bing’s Palladium show is not an evening of high excitement. It’s more like a
memorable visit to a cluster of familiar and treasured friends.
(Herbert Kretzmer, Daily
Express)
A WORTHWHILE WAIT TO
Danny Kaye, Bob Hope, Sinatra,
Garland - all have been seen at the Palladium. We have had to wait half a
lifetime for the most loved of Hollywood’s entertainers. But, once we were in
the theatre, Bing Crosby did not keep us waiting a moment longer. Up went the
curtain and on he came, in a solo spotlight, to the centre of the stage, “I’m
glad to have the pleasure of your company,” he warbled. Now 71, a slight boyish
figure with more hair than was real, he walks with a slight stoop and as he
sings turns his strange, glassy eyes full upon us.
But if the gait was stiff, the larynx was in superlative order and he looked,
as they say, ‘a million dollars’, giving his impersonation of an orn’ery
friendly Joe making the noise we all like to think we produce in the
bathtub. The evening is well-planned and he gives full value....
(his voice) seems deeper and. even treaclier than on the records, an educated
foghorn, mood music through a lamp-glass. And the phrasing is impeccable:
original, unexpected, just as written on the sheet-music. But with style.
Extraordinary to recall that our parents denounced his “crooning” as decadent.
With the coming of the microphone, he showed how to use it for intimate
person-to-person singing. Joining in last night, the audience also crooned
quietly, a lullaby from 2,000 throats.
Regrettably, the sound-system amplified his voice to spoil many delicate
effects, and the orchestra of three dozen often drowned the singer. Only when
accompanied by the subtle Joe Bushkin Quartet was Bing Crosby heard at his
best.
(John Barber, The Daily
Telegraph)
At the age of 72, Bing Crosby
packs the London Palladium. Night after night audiences rise to their feet in
tribute to his genius. It could not happen to a nicer person. For Bing is not
just a great singer who has brought sunshine and happiness into the lives of
millions. He is a good man. Modest and gentle and unassuming. I applaud his
triumph. Will people be queuing to see Mick Jagger in the year 2015?
(The Sunday Express)
BING, IT’S GREAT TO
We weren’t just applauding a smooth
performance by Bing Crosby last night. We were giving the Old Groaner - a nice
guy extraordinary - an ovation for the pleasure of his company during 50 years
in show business. At the age of seventy-two - although Bob Hope insists
Crosby is seventy-five - Bing is making his official British stage debut. Older
Blue Eyes is well worth seeing. Such an entertainer with around 4,000 recorded
songs behind him and disc sales running into the hundreds of millions has got
to be a bit special.
Bing is unique. There are better singers and better actors. But none who has so
consistently projected his talents with such warmth and amiability.…
Financial footnote: Bing is not singing for his supper. His fee is going to
various charities. The guy’s all heart.
(Arthur Thirkell, Daily
Mirror)
Some day, should I ever try
and put down on paper what were the most exciting events that I have ever
attended over the years, I am sure that the list will include Bing Crosby’s
50th Anniversary Show Business salute at the London Palladium. It was an
evening to treasure for a lifetime.
Let there be no
mistake that Bing Crosby belongs only to America. His records, his films and
his radio and television appearances have been seen all over the world. He is
truly an international entertainer.
A few years ago
Bing Crosby almost died of a lung ailment. He survived surgery and this
appearance at the Palladium is a charity event with all proceeds being donated
to a worthy cause.
His two week
engagement at the Palladium was sold out before the box office ever officially
opened. And as I looked over the capacity house on the night I was present, it
was not strictly the “moms and dads” crowd. To be sure there were many grey and
white haired folks in the crowd, but Bing Crosby brought out all ages from rock
and roll fans in their teens to a great number of young adults who have heard
the Crosby voice over the decades.
The orchestra
struck up the strains of “When the Blue of the Night Meets the Gold of the Day”
and with that the curtains parted and out strode Bing Crosby.
At 72 Mr. Crosby is
more than a legend in his own time. He is the hallmark of what people 100 years
from now will regard as popular singing in America. And the voice? It is in
excellent condition. Unlike Sinatra whose singing is an embarrassment today,
Mr. Crosby is still crooning and “groaning” with all the style and ease
that makes him appear years younger than he is.
The first half of
the bill featured Mr. Crosby in song joined along the way by Rosemary Clooney.
It had been 25 years since Miss Clooney was last at the Palladium. Then she was
the queen of the record industry and her “Come On-a My House” was selling
millions. She has gotten a bit heavier but the voice is still as great as ever.
I wish she had sung more of her record hits rather than so many contemporary
tunes; but it was good to see her again.
THE SECOND HALF of
the show was all Crosby. He brought on his wife Kathryn who sang and danced
with him. He introduced his children: Harry who played the guitar well;
Mary-Francis who sang and danced; and Nathaniel who looked lost. Together they
made a happy picture.
The final portion
of the show was the most moving, Mr. Crosby with Joe Bushkin at the piano sang
a 35-song medley of his many hits. The audience joined in on each song singing
along with Bing as they had so many times on their radios and phonographs. With
each song from memory lane more eyes seemed to glisten so that Mr. Crosby’s beg
off finale must have been a tear-stained blur to most people present. The
standing ovation was stopped only when the management turned on the house
lights and the orchestra played “God Save the Queen” to finally silence the
crowd.
Bing Crosby at the
Palladium was an event to take its place among the greatest in show-biz
history. I hope that someone will persuade Bing to repeat this concert in
America. It is too fantastic not to be seen by more people.
(William E. Sarmento, Lowell
Sun, August 31, 1976)
June 24, Thursday. Decca producer Geoff Milne visits Bing at his West End
apartment to discuss songs for a forthcoming album to be called Feels Good,
Feels Right.
June 25, Friday. Johnny Mercer dies.
June 29, Tuesday. Presented with a scroll for services to Britain by Lord
Ponsonby, chairman, Greater London Council at County Hall, Westminster, at a
full session of the Greater London Council. The proceedings are broadcast by
ADDRESS OF WELCOME TO MR BING CROSBY
BY THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE
CHAIRMAN OF THE COUNCIL AT THE COUNCIL MEETING ON 29 JUNE 1976.
We, the Chairman and Members of the
Greater London Council on behalf of the people of London extend to you a very warm
welcome on your visit to Britain’s Capital City.
Your association with this country,
and with London in particular, is a long and distinguished one. Many people
still remember with gratitude how, during the Second World War you came to
these islands at your own expense and gave so much of your time to entertain
our troops and help boost their morale. Your regular trans-Atlantic commuting
has made you one of the most distinguished and best loved ambassadors of the
United States and you have proclaimed your love of this country, and especially
of London, both publicly and privately on many occasions.
During this time you have dedicated
yourself without ostentation to many charitable causes in Great Britain.
Indeed, you are generously donating the entire net proceeds from your present
two-week engagement at the London Palladium to three British charities - the
National Playing Fields Association, the Duke of Edinburgh’s Award Scheme and
the National Society for Cancer Relief. You are also participating in a number
of fund raising celebrity golf tournaments, as well as helping the British
Tourist Authority with a film to be called “Bing’s Britain”. On top of all
this, you are giving much material help and encouragement to the Ochtertyre Theatre in Crieff, Perthshire.
We wish you every success in this venture – as also we wish every success to
your wife Kathryn who will shortly be acting there in “The Heiress”.
As an artist of world stature and
in your 50th year in show business, you have appealed to so
many people in this country - and particularly in this our capital city -
for so long that your art has become a part of our culture and your visit,
therefore, an occasion of national significance.
We offer our sincere good wishes
for your continued health and well-being in the coming years and, as a token of
the esteem and affection in which all London regards you, we present you with
this scroll not only as a memento of your present visit but in appreciation of
all you have done for this country and for our city over so many years.
July 1, Thursday. Bing and
family plus Rosemary Clooney are guests of the Duke of Edinburgh at Buckingham
Palace. Prince Philip spends an hour talking to Bing at a drinks party in the
1844 Room and the Queen unexpectedly joins the gathering as well.
The Duke of Edinburgh gave a
Reception at Buckingham Palace this evening for Mr. Bing Crosby.
(Court Circular, July
1—as reproduced in The Times, July 2, 1976)
At 5:30 PM on July 1st, three outrageously long limousines
picked us all up, and drove us slowly to the palace. I sat on a jump seat,
while Bing murmured, “I’ve always hated this sort of formal thing. I should
have said no while I had the chance."
"It would have been your last word on Earth,"
I assured him solemnly.
He nonetheless lamented his fate all the way to
Buckingham Palace, where Prince Philip was at the door to take my hand and lead
us in.
I entered the formal reception room, and was so busily
engaged in admiring furnishings and portraits that I failed to notice the hush
when a small woman in a pale summer frock floated in.
I was recalled to the here and now when she walked up
and presented herself. It seemed that her given name was Elizabeth.
I suppose that I should have curtsied, but I was
temporarily paralyzed by the bright blue eyes. I sent urgent telepathic pleas
for aid to my husband, but he was occupied on the other side of the room, discussing
Philip's golf game.
Fortunately Rosie Clooney was at hand, and she
initiated a homey little chat about children. I expressed my admiration for
Princess Anne's horsemanship, but Her Majesty replied that she found it
frightening, making me recall British editorials inquiring how the daughter had
presumed to terrify her mother so.
Chastened, I let my mouth run on to other subjects: the drought, the gardens, our nightly work at the Palladium, Bing's fragile health, his love of horses and field sports. The Queen's tranquil smile was unhurried, and her interest seemed completely focused. We constituted an island of calm in the grand room.
After some thirty minutes, two gentlemen moved in
beside Elizabeth. One glanced significantly at his watch, and inquired about my
children's schooling in America. The other asked Rosie about her latest album. Her
Majesty eased from the room without a farewell, since that would have put an
end to the party. With my Texas background, I flashed onto cutting horses. The
Queen’s retainers had gently eased her from the herd.
Bing and Philip were photographed as they strode out
to our car.
(Kathryn
Crosby, My Last Years with Bing,
pages 371-373)
Bing’s invitation to work with him was a
breakthrough, both personal and professional, like an apostolic blessing. Once
I appeared with him, under his imprimatur, in his major venues, the world began
to open up to me again. I’d had good reviews from the anniversary benefit; I
began getting offers for more and better work, and I accepted them with
confidence. So when Bing asked me to join him on tour that same spring, I was
ready for the challenge and the exposure.
We played Vegas, San
Francisco, New York—then we crossed the Atlantic to play the London Palladium.
I felt that the pieces of my life were shifting and locking into place. . .
.
One evening
before our show, we were all invited to a small party at Buckingham Palace,
where Prince Philip seemed happy to meet us. . . .
The Queen was as
approachable and amiable as her husband. She and Kathryn and I stood and
chatted for a full twenty minutes about our families, our children.
(Rosemary Clooney, writing in her book Girl
Singer, page 250)
July 7, Wednesday. Takes part in a photographic session at the ATV Studios at
Elstree where he and his family have been rehearsing for their Christmas show.
July 8–10, Thursday–Saturday. At Elstree studios, Bing records
his annual Christmas television special (which airs on December 1) with his
family, Jackie Gleason, and Bernadette Peters. Norman Campbell is the director
and Peter Knight is the musical director. The script originally called for Bing
to perform an assortment of contemporary hits with Bernadette Peters but, in
view of the recent death of Johnny Mercer, this is replaced by a medley of
Mercer songs.
July 11, Sunday. Bing and his party fly into Dublin, Ireland, and are greeted by
American Ambassador Walter Curley and the Artane Boys Band at the airport. In
the afternoon, Bing golfs in the Musgrave-Christy O’Connor Pro-Am at the
Hermitage with Christie O’Connor and during his round, he gives a short
interview to Noel Mould of Downtown Radio. Bing performs in a hotel cabaret
show that night. Stays at the Gresham.
July 12/13, Monday/Tuesday. (7:30–10:30 p.m.) The Bing Crosby
and Friends stage show is at the Gaiety Theater, Dublin. Proceeds go to the
Artane Boys School and to the Madonna House. Bing writes to the editor of The
Irish Times.
My Dear Sir,
I know this is highly unusual but I’m
asking, if it is possible, if you would publish a short message to Dubliners
from me? i.e. All the Crosby’s and the rest of the
strolling players who came along are grateful for the warm reception we
received in Dublin. All of this was made possible by the kindly offices of Mr.
George O’Reilly who made it all possible.
Sincerely, Bing Crosby
…But thanks to George O’Reilly, I
was able to attend the rehearsal for the Gaiety show. The show did, of course,
follow the pattern of the Palladium performances I had already seen - but
seeing the rehearsal was quite different and certainly a fascinating
experience. One difference between this show and the Palladium was, alas, that
it was not preceded by that fascinating newsreel shot of Bing in the 1944
Stagedoor Canteen.
I took my seat, unobtrusively, at
the back of the stalls, while the band was on stage tuning up, and lots of
other activity going on…Kathy was dancing around, limbering up as it were…the
two lads came on stage, very casually dressed - chips off the old block, I
thought…microphones were being placed at strategic points…and then there was
Bing himself dressed in a short-sleeved sports shirt and the inevitable straw
hat, and making much of putting out the microphones, checking the light changes
and the “spots”, clearly very thorough, very concerned. And for me it was all
pure magic.
Before long Bing sat himself on a
tall stool and took the mike in hand; the band started up on ‘Send in the
Clowns’ and after a false start, Bing went on to sing it all through without
further hitch. He did however, sing the final two bars again, and nonchalantly
commented: “OK – I’ll buy that. It’ll do... What’s next?” Next was ‘Slow Boat
to China’, and naturally, on came Rosie Clooney. Again, there was a false start
or two and then they had it all together and went right thro’
it faultlessly.
Kathy joined Bing to rehearse ‘My
Cup Runneth Over’ but there were no problems,
straight through without a hitch. Bing next put ‘The Way We Were’ through its
paces again faultlessly and I began to wonder why they bothered to
rehearse! True, Bing sang the last couple of lines again but I saw no need for
it. I should mention that throughout these rehearsal proceedings, Bing
was joking all the time - with the band boys, his family and the other artists,
and all sorts of hands and technicians milling about on the stage. And what was
very apparent was that everyone was enjoying themselves, Bing most of all - and
he was in top form.
Bing kept singing snatches even
between the songs, throwing in plenty of “boo, boo, boo’s” to the obvious
delight of everyone there. At one stage he walked to the front of the stage,
which sloped quite steeply to the orchestra pit, and seemed to be appraising
it. “Better not get too close here,” called Bing to Kathy, who was dispensing
sweets from an enormous bag, “a guy could go on his ass down there.”
Following a break, the whole family
rehearsed the ‘Row, Row, Row’ routine, right down to the last detail…next Bing
called on Ted Rogers and proceeded to swap cracks with him in great style,
finally going into ‘Gone Fishin’’ – after which the
whole band applauded!
(Noel
Mould, writing in BING magazine, Christmas 1976 [#44])
BlNG’S 50 YEARS OF
Fifty years of show-business history
sang danced and gagged his way through a three-hour show at the Gaiety Theatre,
Dublin, last night and Bing Crosby showed us just what it was all about. He
opened his show at 7.30 and at 10.30 took his final bow, each time to standing
ovations of several minutes.
What seems, to amaze most people was his great stamina. Bing is 73 and
after last night’s show, one wonders how many of today’s show-business names
will still be around to perform at that age, let alone handle the lion’s share
of a three hour presentation.
Opening his show Bing went back to his start in show-business with a couple of
the first songs he sang in public and anecdotes and from there the show rolled
along smoothly, with Bing introducing and doing songs and bits with Rosemary
Clooney, the Joe Bushkin Quartet and comedian Ted Rogers who won the audience
with a snappy line in localised topical jokes and some humorous general
political observations.
In the second half of the show Bing was joined by his family - wife Kathryn,
sons Nathaniel and Harry and daughter Frances, all of whom contributed to the
evening. Harry Crosby
The Old Groaner rounded off the evening with a medley of songs - nearly 40 in
all - which included ‘Irish Lullaby’, ‘Galway Bay’ and ‘When Irish Eyes Are
Smiling’ and the audience were encouraged to sing along. In fact, the only
thing he didn’t sing was ‘White Christmas’ and had he done so, it would not have
been inappropriate despite it being a warm night in July.
Crosby is a show business master craftsman, of which there are very few.
Everything about last night’s show had a subtle class to it. And it’s not
something you just get. It’s acquired over years of experience. In short, it
was a great and memorable evening in the company of a man who is truly a legend
in his own lifetime and deserves to be.
(Tony Wilson, Evening
Herald, Dublin, July 12, 1976)
July 14, Wednesday. Arrives at Turnhouse Airport in Edinburgh with his family.
They drive to Ochtertyre in Crieff, where Kathryn and Mary Frances are to
appear in The Heiress at the local theater. Bing and his sons then golf
at Crieff's Ferntower course.
July 15/16, Thursday/Friday. Bing Crosby and Friends
stage
show at Usher Hall, Edinburgh. The proceeds go to the Ochtertyre
Theater Appeal
Fund. On the first night, the theatre is only two-thirds full as it is
felt that £10 was a lot for a ticket. It is estimated that £10,000 is
raised for the theatre.
BING AT HIS BEST -
At last I’ve seen Bing in
person, on stage. You see the legend in his own lifetime before your very own eyes
and you get to feeling that now you’d be content to meet your maker. Crosby at
the Usher Hall last night was that kind of experience.
Knock me down your Sinatra records if I detract one iota from the marvellous
man himself. The renowned pipes took the strain of the three-hour show with, it
seemed, plenty to spare. Bing on stage strung it all together. The singing
compere. First Miss Clooney. Delectable… Ted Rogers, Britain’s most topical
comedian recommended to Crosby by Como… Bing on his own had given us
contemporary hits like ‘The Way We Were’ and ‘Send in the Clowns’, but
it was with a 30-minute medley with the quartet that he really scored with this
audience.…
(John Gibson, Edinburgh
Evening News, July 16, 1976)
His high-stepping, short-paced
gait, lively in appearance but economical of effort; his raised chin and firmly
closed mouth, an attitude elderly men tend to use for keeping old skin taut.
His impeccable microphone technique; his voice rich as ever, except for the
high notes, which he avoided. His charm and, well, talent is the only word, I
suppose, for an ability to command a stage for almost three hours without
moving a wrong muscle…The old man’s watery blue eyes as he sang “The Way We
Were”. His self-possession during the applause at the end – doesn’t he realize
how rare standing ovations are in Edinburgh? – and his gentle send-up of our
enthusiasm as he strutted off, hand on heart.
(The British Medical
Journal, October 30, 1977)
I worked with Bing Crosby during his last two Palladium seasons, and also on his provincial date. Previously I had done a British tour with Perry Como, and it was he who went back to the US and persuaded Bing to come over to the UK and play some concerts. He also suggested that he (Bing) should have me on the support bill, which I took to be a tremendous honour.
I remember the first time I met Bing. I had gone round to the offices to discuss with him our routine on stage, which included some duets and comedy together. When I arrived he was in another room, talking on the telephone—I could hear him, and he spoke like he sang! You could hear his voice going up and down. I remember being in great awe of the fact that he was next door and that I would meet him in a few minutes, but the moment we shook hands the whole aura of his legend disappeared. We were simply two artists there to do a job.
After some Scottish dates, Bing took a party of 14 of us from the show, including Rosemary Clooney to a local mansion where we had dinner and were then entertained in the typical Scottish manner. After the proceedings he began to reminisce about his life and career, and he was talking about artists who to me were legends. It was just so marvellous to be with him. I last saw Bing on the Monday before he died when he played his last concert in Brighton, and he seemed particularly bright and aware during his performance. It was a great fun show.
To me, losing Bing Crosby is like losing my father. Everything has been said about him now, but his death still leaves me speechless.
(Ted Rogers, as quoted in Woman’s Realm magazine after Bing’s death)
July 18, Sunday, Bing attends mass at Crieff's St. Fillan's Roman Catholic Church.
July 19,
Monday. Bing at Churchill Hotel in London. Elsewhere, a 16-minute
filmed history of San Mateo County titled "Between Sail and
Satellite" with narration by Bing and Merv Griffin is shown at Hillbarn
Theater in Foster City, San Mateo County.
July 20, Tuesday. Records the first part of the Feels
Good–Feels Right album with an orchestra conducted by Alan Cohen at
Decca Studio No.3, Broadhurst Gardens, London, working from 10:00 a.m. to 12:45
p.m.
Bing had come to England
to create a spoken word, three-LP box-set, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, with
Geoff working on the sound effects. While Crosby was there, Geoff (Milne) had snapped up his
latest record, Southern Memoir.
“He said nobody wanted it.
He had run out of steam, as far as the record labels were concerned,” Geoff
says. “I knew John Scott Trotter [Crosby’s regular accompanist and director],
whom I’d met in America, and he told Bing I would be interested.”
Having released the
album, Geoff was given the chance to produce a new Crosby record: 1976’s Feels
Good, Feels Right. “One can get very blasé about this sort of thing, but it was
quite an event to meet him,” Geoff says. “It was very pleasant seeing him. I
was always interested in Crosby – he was a bit of a legend, a little bit
special.”
Geoff says being in
the studio with the singer was a memorable experience: “It wasn’t just a job.
It was exciting, in a way, listening to him. It’s hard to explain, but he was a
man who had been singing since 1926 and he was still going strong – he had an
incredible track record.
“He went through a
period in the 1950s when he sounded a little bit tired and the records didn’t
sound as good, but he seemed to recover from the early ‘70s onwards – there was
a new timbre to his voice.”
The first step was to
decide which songs Crosby would record, with Geoff driving up to the singer’s
rented house at Holland Park to talk over possibilities. “We were going through
all sorts of titles in the flat,” he says. “He knew most of them, having probably
sung them on the radio at one time or another. But I remember having to sing
one of them for him, and him saying: ‘That was very good – you ought to record
it’, very much tongue-in-cheek.”
And Geoff did get a
chance to croon in the studio, as Bing struggled with one particularly tricky
melody line. “There was another song, either Rose in Her Hair or Old Fashioned
Love, where he couldn’t get the melody quite right and had to be reminded of
how it went,” Geoff says.
“If you look on the back
of the LP, there’s a photo of me singing to him, because he couldn’t get it
right. Everybody found that very amusing. I suppose even the master
professionals can have their weaknesses.”
Mostly, though, Geoff was
taken aback by just how easy Crosby found the process. “The actual recording
didn’t take very long,” he says. “Myself and the studio producer Kevin Daley
suggested titles and Bing usually went along with what we had to say.
“He could nail a song
in the first go. If you did it again, it was just a safety, just to be sure. I
often heard the first take and thought: ‘How’s he going to improve on that?’”
The album was
recorded in one three-day period in July, with a second session at the start of
August where Bing recut four songs he was unhappy with, using a different style
and tempo, including one that never made the record – That Old Black Magic.
Geoff’s favourite song
from the record is the enchanting, dreamy closing number. “The song that stands
out from those sessions is When I Leave the World Behind,” he says. “He liked
that song; I remember when we talked about it. Al Jolson had made it famous and
we thought: ‘Hmm, is it the right sort of material?’, but Bing was convinced it
was, and he was right.”
Geoff says that while Bing
was “practical” and “no mug”, he had much in common with the happy-go-lucky
persona he cultivated in films and on records. “He wasn’t particularly
interested in money,” Geoff says. “We signed contracts with him for a very
nominal amount. He was just happy to be working.”
Still, it wasn’t always
easy for the singer to fit in studio time along with his other commitments.
“Golf was more important to him than singing,” Geoff says. “We were fixing
duties for the studio and he would say: ‘I shall be at the golf that day’ –
that always came first.”
The singer used his trip
to the UK to pursue several hobbies, going grouse-shooting near Ripon in North
Yorkshire, playing cricket with youngsters at the High Side playing fields in
Kirkby Malzeard which he had helped build, and attending a golf championship in
West Sussex.
While Crosby was in the
country, Geoff did his best to make the star feel at home. “Bing used to come
in with all sorts of requests,” he recalls. “That included getting hold of some
records of bird noises for his wife Kathryn.” Feels Good, Feels Right was
released during a major upturn in Bing’s fortunes.
“It did quite well in
sales,” Geoff says. “Bing was in the middle of a resurgence of interest –
people were saying his voice was even better than in the ‘50s. He was more
relaxed. He had done a concert – two or three nights at the London Palladium,
and that had sparked this big interest. By general consensus he was singing
very well indeed.”
Geoff remembers Crosby as
“a very down-to-earth sort of man”, matter-of-fact and unfailingly polite. “I
remember while we were in my office, a West Indian waitress brought some drinks
in, and he was up there like a shot to take the tray from her and thank her,”
he says.
“He was on his feet
instantly, a man of his stature. I can think of many artists who wouldn’t have
moved.” Though the company tried to keep Bing’s visit quiet, word inevitably
leaked out, with vast numbers of fans visiting the studio. “There are some who
hate signing autographs, but Bing would sign anything,” Geoff says.
“He said when people
stopped asking for his autograph, that would be the time to worry. People were
constantly knocking on the office doors, but he never refused them. That just
shows what kind of a man he was.”
July 21, Wednesday. Continues recording the Decca album between 10:00 a.m. and
1:00 p.m.
July 22, Thursday. Further recording session at Decca Studios between 10:00 a.m. and 12:20 p.m. Bing arranges for another check for $100 to be sent to British fan Leslie Gaylor annotated "publicity".
The spirit’s willing, but
Bing’s tired pipes aren’t what they once were despite his choice of nine
splendid standards and three more recent tunes recorded last summer in London.
One must overlook faulty intonation, an inability to sustain notes and an
overall feeling of fatigue in this program produced by Kevin Daly and with
orchestra conducted by Alan Cohen. For Crosby filberts, however, the LP will
hit the mark. No annotation. Best cuts: “Nevertheless,” “When I Leave This
World Behind.”
(Billboard, January 29,
1977)
Not having received that
advance publicity that most of Bing’s albums have had this last year or so we
have, in this Decca presentation, a superb surprise bonus that keeps us reeling
in amazement at the resurgence of our new, top-form, Bing. Yes, let’s not lose
sight of the fact that Bing is singing better than he was, and this LP is as
good an example as any to prove the point.
Basically
a collection of love ballads, there is at the same time a nice balance of pace
as well as featuring appropriate ‘openers’ for each side. It appears that the
up-tempo tunes were recorded at the third of the four sessions and the
introductory number, first sung by Bing on a TV programme
in the autumn of that anxious 1974, is easily the best example of three of
them, It gets the album off to a flying start with Bing infectiously enthused
by a lyric which tells us that as far as he is concerned it is great to be
alive and well, and back singing in with a band.
Band?
Let me not do an injustice to this very fine orchestra conducted by Alan Cohen,
who also contrived the arrangements. No line-up is to hand but there is aural
evidence of a full string, brass and woodwind complement, including harp and
harmonica. The arrangements are mostly traditional without losing sight of the
contemporary big band sound and there’s no doubt that the modern recording
techniques do full justice to every member of the orchestra.
For
me, the best session occurred on 21 July when four very fine ballads were
recorded. At one time the verse to a song was almost always featured, then for
a time they became the exception rather than the rule. In several recent
recordings Bing has given us verses which must be quite new to many listeners
and happily, that’s a prominent feature of the presentation of the ballads to
which Bing brings his unique vocal nuances on this LP.
(Bert
Bishop, BING magazine, Christmas 1976 [#44])
July 27-31, Tuesday–Saturday.
The annual horse race meeting at Goodwood, near Chichester, West Sussex, takes
place. Bing attends at some time during the meeting.
August 2, Monday. (3:00 p.m.) Bing is at Decca House to listen to acetates of his recent recording sessions before returning to Claridges. Elsewhere, Kathryn and Mary Frances open in The Heiress at the 100-seat Ochtertyre Theatre in Crieff.
While in my office with Bing, we were
constantly interrupted by knocks at the door. “Would Mr. Crosby please let me
have an autograph?” Never once did he demur. We usually tried to keep his
visits quiet so that he would not be disturbed, but it would soon get round the
building that Geoff Milne was meeting with Bing in his office! Indeed, Bing once
said to me that he would be worried when people stopped asking for his
autograph. At 3:30 p.m., the door opened for a West Indian waitress bearing tea
and biscuits. Bing immediately jumped up and took the tray from her, with
profuse thanks, much to her surprise and delight. I don’t think she will have
ever forgotten that gracious little act, so typical of Bing.
(Geoff Milne, in a letter to BING magazine, December 1996)
…Kathryn Crosby,
as Catherine, the heiress was stunningly beautiful – which should not have been
– but she bravely carried through the part of a 20-year-old and undoubtedly
pleased the packed house who had come to see her…
(Aberdeen Press and Journal, August 4, 1976)
August 5, Thursday. (Evening) Visits Ashington, West Sussex, and dines at the Old
Smithy restaurant off the London Road as one of a party of guests of Capt. H.
Ryan Price, the Findon racehorse trainer.
August 9, Monday. Bing and his two youngest sons leave Heathrow for Frankfurt,
West Germany.
August 10, Tuesday. Bing and his sons golf in the American
Express Pro-Am at Frankfurt Golf Club. Bing tees off at 10:00 a.m. Elsewhere, The Heiress starring Kathryn and Mary Frances transfers to the Church Hill Theatre in Edinburgh.
FRANKFURT - His voice isn’t as
strong as it once was and his golf game isn’t as good as it once was, but it is
evident at first glance that Harry Lillis Crosby enjoys life. For, lo, these
many years, Bing Crosby has been enjoying life. So, why should things have been
different Tuesday morning at Frankfurt Golf Club where the old maestro made an
appearance to play, along with his two younger sons, Harry and Nathaniel, in
the American Express ProAm prelude to the 42nd German Open. Things certainly
weren’t any different Tuesday.
“I’ve been working quite hard with my concerts lately, but I’ve thoroughly
enjoyed them. Over the years, I’ve played many charity shows, but they haven’t
been on such a large scale as the recent presentations in London, Dublin and
Edinburgh,” Crosby said.
“My family has been taking part in the performances and I’ve really enjoyed every
minute of all of them. We had a great band, we played in great theaters and,
most of all, we had a great cast - what more could a man want?” he added.
Harry is an accomplished guitarist and pianist who is interested in serious
music, and Bing’s wife is the former actress Kathy Grant. She is currently
performing in “The Heiress” in Edinburgh and daughter. Mary Francis (16) also
has shown some acting potential.
Crosby, of course, is a golf enthusiast from way back. He tries to play on
weekends when the boys are out of school and his Crosby “Clambake,” near
Monterey, Calif., the first big pro-am ever staged, is one of golfdom’s annual
big attractions.
“Oh, I’ve managed to get in a few rounds of golf in England, Scotland and
Ireland between performances. The boys and I have had some wonderful times on
those links courses. We really enjoyed Portmarnock (near Dublin), what a great
course.