:: Japanese Doll ::
:: Hawaii ::
Ah, Hawaii. I've never been there. And I'm not going there any time soon. I am, however, going on vacation to the next best hot spot destinations, Iowa and Minnesota. So this will be the last post on The Robot until next week. I mean, the other guys are around, but I haven't shown them the excitement of how I put up posts on Blogger, or how to deftly wrangle an FTP program. In fact, I am only taking time to do this post because Phil was worried y'all would have to look at a Chuck Woolery piece every time someone came here. So when we're done here today, go read Crud Crud, Pop Zeus, and Funky 16 Corners, they'll take care of ya until we get back .
This is another one of those records that came out on the 49th State Record Co. imprint. If vocalist Bob Grabeau's baritone were to be a physical movement, it would be a wink. You can practically see him gazing into a woman's eyes from across a lounge, just by hearing his voice. He's smooth. The arrangement and orchestra conducting were handled (a-side and b-side respectively) by Lou Halmy and Danny Gould, both respected members of the Local 47 who did a lifetime of this sort of thing. "Hawaii" sounds like an airline ad, and for all I know, it was. It's pretty run of the mill, except for the sweet whistling bit. The real gem here is "Japanese Doll," which doesn't exactly break any new ground in the ode-to-a-lady-from-the-Far-East department, but is a nicely put together little slice of almost-Elvis nostalgia. Stay cool, and see you in a week.