“I’d kill right now for a meatball sandwich,” Keely Smith declared from the stage of Birdland on Tuesday evening. Ms. Smith, who has recently acquired the nickname Queen of Swing, has expressed the same craving for meatballs on New York nightclub stages before. Performing clearly stimulates her appetites. I have an imaginary picture of her chomping down on a sandwich at 4 a.m. in a Las Vegas diner after a marathon performance with Louis Prima in the early-1960s heyday of Sin City. On Tuesday she recalled that Mr. Prima struck her as the handsomest man she had ever seen until they divorced, and then she realized he was ugly.
Some of you may not know our dog, Keely, has a namesake -- resulting a few years ago from a late-night brainstorming session involving our ITunes library.
To learn more about her, read on in a NY Times story found here...
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