This blog by mikl-em (I played Sugarchurch) features Stuff about carnival sideshows, the 1800's to 1930’s, Vaudeville, clowns, freaks, silent film, or whatever else seems to fit.
Here’s a clip of the tune…
Sugarchurch has been on autopilot for a few days,but I’m back now. Here’s a bit of Vintage Halloween hangover now, so I can clear out some fine stuff before next year. First up: Punky Punkin by Cy Coben. They obviously wanted this to be the Halloween equivalent of Frosty the Snowman, it’s almost the same song. Sheet music from Paxton Music with cool illustration.
[…] born in Madras (present-day Chennai) on 25 January 1875, one of nine children of Francis Henry Woodroffe and his wife Elizabeth, née Dunman. Francis was a judge in the Madras Civil Service. The family returned to England in 1882 when his father died, and in 1887, Paul was sent to Stonyhurst College the Jesuit school in Lancashire.
In 1918/19, New Orleans was besieged by an ax murderer. He attacked 12 people in 18 months. He always spared people playing Jazz, or in house or establishments playing Jazz. He wrote a letter to the police telling them he would do so.
“In 1919 local tune writer Joseph John Davilla wrote the song “The Mysterious Axman’s Jazz (Don’t Scare Me Papa)”. Published by New Orleans based World’s Music Publishing Company, the cover depicted a family playing music with frightened looks on their faces.”
Read more about this much forgotten, and very odd, episode in New Orleans history here http://www.prairieghosts.com/axeman.html
Sheet music cover of “Somewhere in America” (from Elsie Janis and her Gang, 1919) via theloudestvoice
On the day you sailed away from your little girl,
You whispered words in her ear:
words of devotion and cheer.
One small teardrop in her eyes
Told her love for you;
Don’t let her ever sigh like poor little Butterfly,
But keep those last words true.
Somewhere in America she’s waiting for you,
Waiting to see the smile, that tells her that all the while
You’ve been away you’ve loved her.
She is your guardian angel watching everything you do.
And every night she says her prayers for you,
Don’t forget how much she really cares for you:
Somewhere in America she’s waiting for you.