Wow, quoting the Mellowphoneium Stan himself. My Grandmother had tickets a railway ticket and program from Port Stanley, which used to be a 40 minute electric railway line to Lake Erie from our house, when Kenton played at the Stork Club there. Pretty famous place that, we still go 10 times a year but drive and the club burned down, and Dad lost the 'memorabilia'. From what I've read over the years his remarks on flamboyance are kinda like the pot calling the kettle black.

And the black aversion was well addressed, no need to diverge into that yellow wood.

John Conley
Musica est vita