The Lives of Dead Jazz Singers: Peggy Lee

27 01 2009

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THE LIVES OF DEAD JAZZ SINGERS:

Peggy Lee

born where the knives glared……………………….stepmother

………………………………………………………………a slap

Peggy ran…………………………………………………across the face

…………..away.

…………………headed………………………to the city of angels

…………………………………………………..at the end of a long line

…………………………………………………..of dreamers

sang for food

in small clip joints

with fast food cooks and red necks……………customers who wanted

……………………………………………………………..a little pink

………………………………………………………………..in their steak

Peggy took it slow………………..whispered…………when she sang

…………………………………………no one dared……….slam a door

………………………………………………………………………in the kitchen

………………………………………………………………………..in the parking lot

in the hotel rooms

lovers whispered

Peggy’s voice simmered……….in a wheelchair…………..I like men

………………………………………..and the men lined up.

………………………………………..and she whistled something… sinful

in each of their ears.

don’t ask………………….what it was. that’s

…………………………………………………none of your business.

….

b. Norma Deloris Egstrom. 1920. Glares like knives. From her stepmother. A slap across the cheek. Do what I tell you! Off key. You’re so useless. Don’t think your daddy is going to save you now. Ran away. Peggy Lee joined the long line of dreamers. Heading west. To the City of Angels. Sang for food. In small joints. With fast cooks. And red necks. Can you hear that bacon sing? Customers wanted a little pink in their steak. A little fuzz from this peach. Of a kid. With a voice that purred. In smoke filled rooms. The Ambassador Hotel West. Benny Goodman cleaned his glasses. Sat cross-legged. At a table for two, staring. I need that girl. Peggy became the voice of his band. Benny warned the boys. No messing around with the girl singer. The guitarist wasn’t listening. First Dave Barbour got fired. Second Dave got married. Peggy was crazy about Barbour. Soon a daughter was on her way. Passed through Peggy’s pneumonia. Oh Peggy. It was like she was dodging bullets. Almost died in a fall in a New York hotel. Got up. Almost died in a second fall. Kept getting up. Learned a secret. Don’t be in such a rush. Peggy took it slow. The quieter she sang, the quieter the room became. Her voice simmered. Everyone in the room leaned forward. The waiters hesitated to wait. No one dared slam a door. In the kitchen. Or in the parking lot. In the hotel rooms, lovers whispered. Years passed for the Lady and The Tramps. Husbands and boyfriends. She always retained that pose. Leaning to one side. Sang in a wheelchair. I like men. And the men lined up. And she whispered something… sinful in each of their ears. Don’t ask what it was. That’s none of your business.


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