Smoking Time Jazz Club - "Percolatin' Blues" video free download

Freddy Freebottom

I love this - great character - great music - great video - New Orleans at its best. I need some good fun music like this at my Palace!

giuliano zetti

travolgenti

james white

3 or 4 decades before swing dancers. Remarkable!!!

James Arrington

Great music and very professional video !

Ester Kaa

she is amazing!!!!!!! Im in love in New Orlean Jazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Gianni Gullo

Alla foce del Mississipi New Orleans, (Lousiana). 1865 all'abolizione della schiavitù moltissimi neri trovarono nella musica una forma di riscatto. tradizioni africane con strumenti a percussione che ricordavano riti pagani e musica popolare si fusero con nuove forme musicali come la “musica afro-americana”. Dopo la prima guerra mondiale il Jazz si diffuse in tutti gli Stati Uniti, nella seconda metà del Novecento il jazz è ancora prevalentemente strumentale. Duke Ellington a New York emerse con l'orchestra di 12 elementi (big band). a Chicago Satchmo Louis Armstrong, con la sua (jazz band). Benny Goodman clarinettista e direttore d'orchestra a New York formò la (swing band) composta da musicisti bianchi e neri. Fra il 1935 e il 1940 ci fù un decadimento del jazz causato dalla diffusione dei mass media che chiedevano musica consumistica, contribuirono anche molti bianchi che suonandola la privarono dei contenuti espressivi propri della gente di colore.

LT THOMAS

POUSERS!!!

Daniel Hayes

J'adore , love these guys !

Brian Regan

2:51 mah nigga

István Havrilla

...és a show folytatódik...

Gianni Grego

un blues davvero genuino...

titomun123

Now I become myself. It's takenTime, many years and places;I have been dissolved and shaken,Worn other people's faces,Run madly, as if Time were there,Terribly old, crying a warning,'Hurry, you will be dead before-'(What? Before you reach the morning?Or the end of the poem is clear?Or love safe in the walled city?)Now to stand still, to be here,Feel my own weight and density!The black shadow on the paperIs my hand; the shadow of a wordAs thought shapes the shaperFalls heavy on the page, is heard.All fuses now, falls into placeFrom wish to action, word to silence,My work, my love, my time, my faceGathered into one intenseGesture of growing like a plant.As slowly as the ripening fruitFertile, detached, and always spent,Falls but does not exhaust the root,So all the poem is, can give,Grows in me to become the song,Made so and rooted by love.Now there is time and Time is young.O, in this single hour I liveAll of myself and do not move.I, the pursued, who madly ran,Stand still, stand still, and stop the sun! 

walterdelle

we b percolatin... working up to a full rolling boil:)

marcos cesar fernandes

Poor brazilians!!! We have not this kind of musicians... only shits by the streets...

Matt Holland

WOOOOOWWWWWWZERS she can sing!!!!!!!!!

Imanol Garravi

Esto mola mucho

luckna N.rajsima

All I see is Amazing singer's voice

Eric Shook

Are there any black folks in this town? 

obyvatel

what a parasol!what a voice!

The Smoking Time Jazz Club

The Smoking Time Jazz Club - on Royal Street New Orleans