The Good 'Ole Days

1940s jump blues; lo-fi vintage master with radio broadcast effects, static and vinyl crackle, balanced for radio-ready clarity; blazing featured brass, walking upright bass, driving boogie-woogie piano; fast, upbeat swing; energetic male lead in a high, light upper register, warm and rounded

So take me back to the good 'ole days of the Saturday night radio blues! When a hot three-piece horn section gave you nothing to lose. Who says pictures and sound don't mix in a song? Bela, buddy, open up your eyes, you're dead wrong! Yeah, take me back to the good 'ole days of the Saturday night radio blues!

Now Bing and old Danny, what a pair of fools, Crooning big band numbers on the Hollywood scene, that never should wander past AM 3! And Elvis! Oh Elvis! What was he thinking? Singing and swinging while the popcorn was popping! Playing rock and roll rhythm for the big silver screen!

Then M.T.V. rolled in like a bright fairy tale, Bela swore up and down it was destined to fail! He yelled, "Who wants to look at a guitar solo play? Moving pictures and melodies are bound to stray!" Well, the cameras started rolling and the guitars whined, Leaving old Bela and his theories far behind. 'Cause a catchy tune needs a visual spark, To keep us all dancing way after dark!

Can you picture a movie without a sweet tune? Or a Saturday night dancing under the moon? Separating the sights from the sound in your ear, Is the silliest notion that we've had all year! So turn up the volume, let the camera roll, We're marrying pictures with rock and roll soul!

Yeah, take me back! (To the radio blues!) Bela_JR, what’d you go and lose? Music and movies are a matching pair, So swing that camera and cut the hair! Take me back! Oh, take me back! To the good 'ole Saturday night blues!

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Well, Bela_JR sat down in his easy chair, Adjusted his glasses and he combed his hair. He turned to the crowd with a straight-faced frown, And declared that music was shutting down! He said, "Radio’s dead, boys, the signal is through, And mixing up pictures is a foolish thing to do!" Well, I laughed out loud at the local store, When he told them to unplug the jukebox cord! So take me back to the good 'ole days of the Saturday night radio blues! When a hot three-piece horn section gave you nothing to lose. Who says pictures and sound don't mix in a song? Bela, buddy, open up your eyes, you're dead wrong! Yeah, take me back to the good 'ole days of the Saturday night radio blues! Now Bing and old Danny, what a pair of fools, Crooning big band numbers on the Hollywood scene, that never should wander past AM 3! And Elvis! Oh Elvis! What was he thinking? Singing and swinging while the popcorn was popping! Playing rock and roll rhythm for the big silver screen! Then M.T.V. rolled in like a bright fairy tale, Bela swore up and down it was destined to fail! He yelled, "Who wants to look at a guitar solo play? Moving pictures and melodies are bound to stray!" Well, the cameras started rolling and the guitars whined, Leaving old Bela and his theories far behind. 'Cause a catchy tune needs a visual spark, To keep us all dancing way after dark! So take me back to the good 'ole days of the Saturday night radio blues! When a hot three-piece horn section gave you nothing to lose. Who says pictures and sound don't mix in a song? Bela, buddy, open up your eyes, you're dead wrong! Yeah, take me back to the good 'ole days of the Saturday night radio blues! Can you picture a movie without a sweet tune? Or a Saturday night dancing under the moon? Separating the sights from the sound in your ear, Is the silliest notion that we've had all year! So turn up the volume, let the camera roll, We're marrying pictures with rock and roll soul! Yeah, take me back! (To the radio blues!) Bela_JR, what’d you go and lose? Music and movies are a matching pair, So swing that camera and cut the hair! Take me back! Oh, take me back! To the good 'ole Saturday night blues!

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