Gabriel’s Trumpet

Louis fell asleep after a heavy gig in Newark, New Jersey. The hotel was average, and all the members of the band had separate rooms. Keely new he was exhausted but she had to tell him that she wanted out. She nudges him and he rolls over and he says, “Look, Keely, I am so tired. Tonight I was all over that stage and I am getting up there.” “Louis, I want a divorce. I just can’t do this anymore.” Kelly says as she watches him fall asleep again. He murmurs something to the effect, “Keely, we will talk tomorrow, promise.” She packed his trumpet away next to his violin and walked back over to min anxiously but just watched him sleep.

Keely looks at him smiling as she walks quietly out of the room. Louie started to dream. He heard the trumpet sounds coming from afar. He follows the sweetest sounds he has ever heard and wondered who was playing. He walks down the white corridor and stops I front of a double French door also in white. He opens the door and peeps inside only to see a man dressed in a white suit sitting in a chair blowing away at his shiny brass trumpet. The man stops playing and looks up at Louis. “Oh, Louis, come in, I am expecting you.” Louie walks in closer and asks who he is. “I am Gabriel, you know, the angel?” Gabriel says polishing his horn. Louie looks at him and then at himself and asks, “Did I die, I am not that old.” Gabriel says, “Not at all my friend. You are sleeping soundly in your bed. I do this for so many. It is just to see just where you fit in when you do finally pass. You know, I have been watching you and you seem to be having so much fun down there and make so many people happy.” Louie just says, “Well, I try. Give them all you got and then some, and always leave them wanting more.” Gabriel laughs and says, “You have married four times and they always seem to leave. Why do you think this is Louis?” “Louie smiles and says sarcastically, “Oh, I’m just a gigolo?” Gabriel laughs and tells Louie that he was never serious about women. He tells Louie that he just liked the fact that they worshiped him and marriage was just another sheet of paper to him. Louie thinks about what Gabriel said and tells him that Kelly was leaving him. Gabriel says, “I know this Louis but all is never lost. You will meet yet another woman and she will be forever. She will be your one true love.” Louie liked the sound of that and new one thing for sure, he didn’t like being alone. He says, “Listen, Gabe, I did love them you know.” Gabriel say’s, “No Louie, you were in love of the idea of love but when the real thing hits you, you will be so happy and finally know what love is.”

Gabriel was the barer of news for many. He tells Louis that he would love to sit and play sometime but he must be getting back, it was morning and he will be waking soon. Louie understood and started to walk out of the room. Gabriel stops him and asks, “Hey, don’t you have any questions for me? They always do you know.” “Louie thought about it and says, “Ok, so I meet the love of my life. I am in my fifties, so how much longer do I have?” Gabriel smiles and say’s “That’s up to you Louis, that’s up to you. I will be seeing you again in exactly thirteen years from this moment, sort of an update. We can play then.” With that said, Louie wakes up and Keely is walking out with bags.

A year passes and Louis meets a young blonde singer named Gia Miaone. He is mesmerized with her voice and then it hits him. He looks up at the sky and say’s “Thanks Gabe.” Mia shows Louis a picture she carries with her all the time and it is Louie’s Picture. The two are inseparable and wed a year later. They tour the club circuit and Louis is back on top of the world now knowing what true love is.

Louis was playing the clubs as usual and started to forget the words. He started to scat more then sing and Gia knew he would have to be checked so they went to the doctor the next day. The Doctor made an appointment for Louis to have a tumor removed. He was undergoing surgery when he saw something all so familiar and smiled. He saw that same white hallway with the two white double doors. He walks towards the doors and opens them as if he was at home. There sits Gabriel playing his trumpet. It was “When the Saints go Marching in.” Louie doesn’t hesitate and picks up a trumpet on off the floor and starts playing with him. Just then, in walks Louis Armstrong and Al Hirt and Gene Krupa. Then other famous musicians start playing in and it was a full blown jam session. Song after song the band played. Louis got to sing with Armstrong and was having a blast and even though he is tired but loves it. He sits next to Gabriel and says, “Wow, we have been playing all night long.” Gabriel smiles at him and says, “Louis, we have been playing for three years, your time. You made the choice my friend. Now there are two doors over on your left. You get to open both of them but can only walk through one of them and I know it will be a hard choice to make but I know you will choose wisely.

Louis opens the first door and sees nothing but white with clouds and angels floating everywhere. In the middle of the room stands God. He is dressed in white gowns and smiles at Louis and say’s “It’s ok; I think you will like it here.” Then Louie opens the second door and sees his life before him. It flashes by so fast until it comes to his true love. She is sitting by his bedside in the hospital sobbing. It was the hardest thing he ever had to do in his life but Louis made his choice.

His body was still in that bed. No one else heard it but Louie did. The sweet sound of music, a jam session, and as Gia held his hand Louis seemed to smile. Louie’s spirit gets up and walks to a door. He turns and sees his lifeless body laying on the bed and Gia holding his hand. He looked at her as if to say, “I do love you Gia, but listen, do you hear that?” He walks through the door towards the music as Gia calls for a doctor. The doctor walks in, shakes his head no, and Gia begins to cry, and Louis was gone.

Louis Prima, lived a good life. His music to this day gives us so much pleasure, and now, he is playing with all the greats in that big band in the sky. God Bless you Louie Prima.

Louis Prima, King of Swing

Louis Prima
(The True King of Swing)

Prima, the Italian word translated to English meaning before. Before there was a “swing” era, before there was a Las Vegas, before there was a New Orleans as we know it today, there was Louis Prima, the most underrated and forgotten performer that ever lived. His act gave us enjoyment, and it was as if he knew just what we needed.

Prima was born on December 7th, in 1910. His parents, Angelina and Antonio Prima, were poor immigrants who came over from Sicily and settled in New Orleans, Louisiana. Louis studied the violin for a few years before switching to trumpet. His brother Leon played the trumpet and Louis fell in love with it and the rest is history.

Lou left New Orleans after successes with a big band himself and headed for Vegas. His Vegas band consisting of Sam Butera on saxophone… Ok, you can find the bio of Mr. Prima anywhere on the web. The sad thing is, before swing kicked in there were a ton of big bands with no where to go. The music was mundane, all the same, that is until a man called Louie Prima hit the scene and like everything else he touched it turned to gold. He wrote a song simply called “Sing, Sing, Sing,” and it became Benny Goodman and his Orchestra’s standard and blew audiences away every performance. Prima wrote it and Goodman gets dubbed, “The King of Swing,” but Louie was truly the King.

He would marry his female singer of the fifties, Keely Smith and together they would bring Louie and the band to the forefront of the music industry. Shortly after Louis would ask Keely to be his wife and they made beautiful music together until they divorced in 1963,

Louis decides to headline at a then, new, Las Vegas at the Sahara Hotel and Casino. He was a huge part of making Vegas what it is today but is never included in the rise of the dynasty even though he was dubbed the craziest act in that town and still, today, no one even comes close. It was clearly a case of Prima enjoying what he was doing and that showed on stage.

Disney calls, the talent of Prima is needed for a picture called “The Jungle book.” He played “King Louie, the King of Swing” and the name rang true. Prima and the band had fun with the film and forty years after it is still a favorite among audiences all over the world.

Louis Prima inspired so many over the years. He wrote the signature song for swing, his New Orleans style was unsurpassed and his talent for scatting and making you smile was always his aim and he was dead on. His songs were covered by many even by rocker David Lee Roth when he covered “Just a Gigolo,” in the 80’s. Prima always left the public wanting more but lately I have been thinking about him more and more. You hear him in many films these days and for one very good reason, he is so awesome to hear.

Gia Maione, the very beautiful singer with the Prima band who also happened to moonlight as his wife, was with the icon when he passed in 1975. He slipped into a coma due to complications during surgery to remove a tumor and never recovered. She was by his side in the final hours. Buried in his home town, New Orleans, his gravestone appropriately says,” When the end comes I know, I was just a gigolo as life goes on without me.” Although life indeed goes on when we are gone lets not see a legend fall to the wayside. Let share this greatness with new generations to come.

In the near future I hope to see a change. New Orleans should pay homage for one of their own and I know they will do the right thing after so many years of amnesia. Vegas, well I guess they forget the most important thing in life and that’s roots. America works as a team and when that team forgets one of its teammates who helped them win, that is just so damn disrespectful. The people that new of Prima and all he had to offer, which was his whole heart and soul, well, they do think of him often as I do. For those who don’t know of him, they are missing out on a part of life that helps shape us as human beings. God Bless you, King Louie Prima, the true King of Swing and a one of a kind.

Paul Harvey 1919-2009

Hello Americans, This is Paul Harvey, Stand by for news. I first heard that great and wonderful voice in 1969 as I listened to that dramatic pause between sentences. I always enjoyed Paul, he didn’t report the news as we knew it to be, he reported the news we would never hear or see in the mainstream media. PAGE ONE

I would drive down the street waiting for his final words, “I’m Paul Harvey.” Then I would take my hands off the steering wheel waiting for his, “Good day.” Then replace my hands back on the wheel. I soon changed that to just holding my breath because I almost crashed the car that day. The pause between I’m Paul Harvey and good day usually lasted anywhere from five seconds to a whopping eight but that is what made him so great. PAGE TWO

The man had been syndicated on so many radio stations I could never miss him if I tried and trust me I never tried. Once he opened his newscast, every turn of the page was a queue to go to a commercial. The last page was usually “the rest of the story.” PAGE THREE

Paul passed away this week after a very long career in broadcasting. He said he started when he was fourteen and he was ninety when he passed away. I think he retired at the age of eighty five so that would place him in the seventy years of journalism category. He is an American Icon. AND NOW THE REST OF THE STORY

Paul if you are looking down at us and I have a feeling you are, you are with the one you loved for these so many years now. Paul you gave us so much over the years and as I look up I smile as I hear you broadcasting from above. So my friend, I raise my glass to you and yours and wish you all of gods blessings, and that my friends, is the rest of the story.