We are a vintage jazz band influenced by the chic and sophisticated era of the jazz age and beyond. Our repertoire is rooted in the sound of gypsy jazz, with swing tunes from Django Reinhardt, as well as traditional gypsy swing tunes, charlestons, French chansons, bal musette and classic jazz standards from the Great American Songbook.
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I was there filming the house of Prayer for all People at Taste Of Charlotte. One of the best LIVE HORNS I’ve ever heard .Bested 1st lines from New Orleans .
Dear Irene, GOOD NEWS : I am not Criminal, It was a mistake. It was only the very rich half are you happy like me ? It is only the other twin. Happy not to be connected with that guy
Oh my most Extreme Irenial Highness and Vocalanteuse Supremissima, I bow to you in abject ecstasy! I can see nothing for it but that you should (as very gently as possible!), arrange for your amicable severance from any and all so very valiant whomeversuch (formerly so warmly fortunate but now to be blessed only in memories!) signi-futherances, and come and be my musicracias petita Italia Galia, capiche? And to obtain a definitely definable “double kiss” by way of underscoring my so great affection and also by continuing my penchant for suggesting “considerable” material for you and LBM, sweet Ms. Serra mine, let me just say (with most genuine genuflections to the truly ineclipsable Mr. Sam C.!)… “You Send Me”… Let’s face it, whether you have done it before or not, you know and I know that you already totally OWN that song, and LBM will take on so very much happy musical nourishment soloing on it that they may need to enter a weight loss program (and perhaps one for their quite justifiable musical egos as well?)… Admit it Irene! While I can’t impune the verity, or the faithful sincerity, of the love that others might bring, for why would they bring you any less than the best that they had to offer (I pity the fool who might, in ignorance, do so!), but we the two of us, well regarding the richly fluorescent incandescence of our love, as constant as a Beatalic lyrical metaphor, do we not know this?… (admit it!)… Namaste’n up waitin’ to see you! As Carole King so well expressed it, “It would be so fine to see your face at my door” (but then she was “Brill”iant, wasn’t she?)… With ‘bated breath I remain, just offstage (stage “left,” wouldn’t you know!)… - XOXOXO! Glenn Jones PS: I know that we’re only “writing love letters in the sand,” but I think that the hopelessness of our so very classically interdicted and effulgent affection only adds to the poignance and humor! PPS: And please do try to find and frolic with my previous intermissional “pissive missive” below your so well recommended “The Christmas Song”… If our egregious co-affection must be (as I suspect it always must!), eternally unrequited, then let’s at least find some revels in the lushly suggestive correspondences attendant to our so richly implicated cursive passions, “non?” Dying for your writes, rites, and serious songsterial righteousness, I remain, “Irene Serra, Fan Boy Numero Uno”… - “And don’t you FOR get IT, Babba Louie!” - Quick Draw McGraw (Hannah-Barbera)
je t"ai aperçu dans mes rêves... un grand bonheur d'entendre La Bouche Manouche portée par la jolie voix d' Irène Serra... ou la bouche de l'humain en Sinti... merci
Oh Irene! Thank you! You were so right, I love it! And just for fun, next Holiday Season, let’s give Christmas back to our dear Pagan friends (who coined it,!) and I’ll drive the sleigh to the frosty arboreal winter wonderland deep within the “white forest,” with Cinder Klaus, and Cinderella, and Snow White, “y todos los amigos”… Gnostic Jesus suggested I say: “Christmas, it’s not just for the ‘fundamentally encumbered’ anymore… and it never was!”… And yet, so that the aforementioned “fe’s” should not find their well hung Holiday Hose bereft, or impotent, or otherwise “cruelly coaled”… - “Make Good King Wenceslas GREAT Again!”… And in closing, and by way of a true and genuine “Minnesota goodbye,” where you sit in the car with the window open and the engine running while your hosts’ feet are turning into frost bitten blue “shoe lasts” for 45 minutes, and your kids in the back seat are lulled into a sort of Holidaisical catatonia by the ingestion of various sugarplum analogs, and the dance of the carbon monoxide fairies… I don’t, of course, mean to try and tell you what to do (though of course I actually DO!), but if you guys don’t record (if you haven’t already!) Johnny Marks’ “Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree” by the next Yuletide, I’m coming up there with a meaningful stick, and you’ll none of you sit down for a week… so just a fair warning! Dear Irene and LBM, be well and “beware the Ides of March,” not to mention “Daylight Savings Time!” - Love you like metaphors, Glenn Jones
Bravo! La Bouche swings that all the way around the rink and back again! I especially love Ms. Serra’s wonderful “mudras!” I know they help deliver her exquisite vocals, but they are also just so beautiful as “mudras” (spiritual hand gestures!)… I’d request “Sleigh Ride,” or perhaps “The Christmas Song” next, but hell, you people could swing “Jingle Bells!” OK, I’m subscribing! - Namaste! Glenn Jones
Hi Glenn, thanks for subscribing and for taking the time to watch our video. And yes, I'm Italian originally so "mudras" are part of my DNA! We have actually recorded "The Christmas Song" as part of our Christmas album we released this past December. here's the video if you would like to watch it :) Irene x ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-F6UL5Asio50.html
@@LaBoucheManouche Irene (et LBM!), “Jackie Wilson said, ‘I’m so wound up, don’t need no coffee in my cup,’ let it all hang out, do, do, do, let it all hang out!” Seriously Irene, “I’m in Heaven when you smile!” A personal word from you is just off the charts! Really, I’m a screaming girl in 1964 and then one of the Beatles LOOKED at me (just before I fainted!)… I need to go soon to the LBM Clubhouse (now that I’m a card carrying member!) and scan y’all’s bios and sit in the comfy chair! Dying to know more about you as well as the “boys from ‘Loverpool’” (so to speak!), and forgive this tardiness, as I have been up to my archaic arse of late in allegorigators and analogous crocosimiles… As for thanking me for “taking the time” to watch your video, yes, it’s admittedly another “job that must be done,” although rather short of “cleaning the Stables of Stygia”… I’m more like the harried and wary but ever very loving parent, coming to see my child in the school variety show, and then everyone laughed when I cried! Sorry, this is how my mind works, just be glad you don’t live here (!)… “Don’t try this at home, these are trained professionals!”… “Save yourself, Gunga Din!”… “Get out NOW! The calls are coming from WITHIN THE HOUSE!”… And finally, to plunge headlong into “acronymical newspeak 101”… “BTW”… I think you guys could do an interesting send-up of VM’s “Jackie Wilson Said,” I’m hearing it a bit slower with a somehow “funkier” sort of back beat… (oh, if it isn’t just the “littlest A&R man on a budget,” at the “stable in the back of the inn,” trying to get the Little Drummer Boy to sit in on a session at half scale, how cute!)… act as if nothing is wrong and move slowly toward the exits… Seriously (as serious as I usually get, in any case!), I just love you guys to bite sized morsels and kibbles and bits! “Bon temps en route,” and DO keep in touch… we’ll leave the light on for ya! - XOXOXO! Glenn
