We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
You cannot ruin any of the great ones from the 50's for me. I began to move with this song! Other great pieces from that period such as Harlem Nocturne,the Martin Denny jungle music, etc. never even made the top 100 of the 1950's, but they were important because they began to get a new generation aware of exotic places. This is not about a speak easy--it is about Spain. The Martin Denny pieces were about deep jungles and waterfalls and Harlem Nocturne of course was about . . . well you know. As young people we had only heard whispers about these places or seen them in black/white movies from the 30's and 40s' Though these pieces never made the top 100--they were important. Here is a link you might enjoy:
Hearing this music again reminds me that I am becoming more and more interested in that generation that was "lost" after the WWII. We know about the "lost" generation after WWI, but so little about those who drifted between home and a cynical future; unable to see that hope was arising from the ashes. Camus of course, and Jean Paul and Simone. We know about them, but I think there were so many others who just wondered around for 40 years. Knew a couple from the underground--when the war was over they got on a motorcyle in France and drove/sailed to So. Africa, to Australia, to Paraguay, the Pacific Islands, and finally San Francisco. Didn't want to bring any children into this painful world. They both worked at whatever they could find and had reasonably good lives. They were good honest people who would stay in one place about 5-7 years and then move on, but they could never settle.Not until very late in life. I know there were many more like them. Perhaps, most became alcoholic I don't know, but I'll bet there are some great untold stories about this particular group from WWII.