Thursday, August 5, 2010

Louis Armstrong's dog ate my cracker. #art #keytocity

On the front stoop of Louis Armstrong's house is this pooch, forever guarding the hundreds of recordings he made while in his jammies. He filled about 650 reel to reel tapes, half of which are just everyday conversations around the house. He had microphones and speakers everywhere. Sometimes he'd be singing without any background (maybe he had headphones on) and sometimes he played his trumpet. One conversation was at the dining room table. His wife was serving dinner and he was being the ham.

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