Here is my story to go with the story song Mr Bojangles
Danny C, thanks for bringing up an old memory for me about Mr. Bojangles. In the 90’s I was doing work (software gap analysis) in Kansas City MS, and got into their jazz music scene mostly at the Phoenix Jazz club on west 8th Ave. One night Pat Hennessy a superb local trumpeter asked me if I would like to attend one of their fund raisers being held at their old Birdland Club (not the New York one) the following evening. I drove down there, pretty scary location, went into the club, even scarier—I was the only white guy in the bar. While they were questioning me what I was doing there thankfully Pat (who is also white) came by, and I was in. The featured performers were a Lonny (trumpet) and Ronny (alto sax) MacFadden. They did a great show but for me the their last song they did can still give me the chills. They gave a narrative of how they grew up near by, and how their dad (I think he was a street car conductor) was a local hoofer, and the jazzers of the day would stop by the house. So their dad would trot out his boys to soft shoe for guys like Sammy Davis Jr and the like. So they wanted to dedicate the last song to their dad, Sammy and the other musicians they met. The song they did was Mr. Bojangles and they sang it and soft tapped it while they where singing. When they got to the part about “he jumped so high then lightly set down” the MacFadden Brothers did the leap in sync with the music. They did jump so high and they did lightly set down. I was about 10 feet from them so I could hear the breathing, the sound of their clothes, see the sweat fly off their faces. It was absolutely stunning, I never forgot it.
Thanks for letting me remember
DennisD

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