Wednesday, August 12, 2020

The Trumpet Player

 


This is "John"  At least that's what is says on the back of the print.   I doesn't look like he's in the marching band.  Perhaps the high school orchestra.  

Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Oh Those Eyes!

 


Oh that loving stare.  Is she in love with the accordionist or is she wishing he'd stop so they can all play Monopoly?  My guess. Monopoly. 

Monday, August 10, 2020

The Service Dance



Written on the back, "How do you like the back of my head.  How about that Crowd?  Nice heh!  All service personel."  Looks like the World War 2 era to me.  Mostly navy with the army thrown in. 

Friday, August 7, 2020

Jam Session



Would these guys even know the term jam session?  The guy with the guitar looks like he's in a uniform, while the mandolin player is clearly a civilian.  The bus in the far background looks 1930's give or take.  A nice outdoor cafe and a couple of drinks so the music sounds better? 

Wednesday, August 5, 2020

Crazy Swedes



There's writing on the back of the print and according to Google Translate it's Swedish and it means "It's gone and done and I'm a little alive."  Now that's crazy!

Tuesday, August 4, 2020

Sixties Chick





Dated 1969, one color restoration and one thumb in front of the lens.

Monday, August 3, 2020

Music To My Ears 13



 Unless I missed one, this is the last of  the black & white images in this collection, so that seems to me to be a good point to take a break.  Written on the back, "Mommy & Daddy Aug-1970-San Luis Bay Club."  I looked it up and there is a San Luis Bay Inn, in San Luis, California, and their website lists entertainment.  Now, is Mommy, Ann Parker, in her underwear, or is that a really ugly swimsuit?   I'm guessing underwear, and I'm guessing that this couple is headed down to the lounge to do a set.  Click on Music To My Ears in labels to see more.  When I return with the color snapshots, I'll finish things up.  Say, in about a month.

Saturday, August 1, 2020

Music To My Ears 12



The happy couple.  Ann Parker and her accompanist husband between gigs.  Or perhaps, before the show.  Click on Music to My Ears in labels to see more.