#1920’s music

[tootern2345]

The swingin’ courthouse!

Song: 1928’s I Ain’t Got Nobody by Ted Lewis

Cartoon: 1930’s Oom Pah Pah, directed by John Foster & Harry Bailey for Van Beuren

Video courtesy of @miltonknightartist

I DO NOT OWN any of the material here, if you or someone else want me to delete this, I will!

[carbone14]

Naomi Johnson (Ziegfeld Girl) - 1920's

Photo de Alfred Cheney Johnston

[ladychandraofthemoone]

Some old narrow gauge Nia doodles I’ve done over the past month, Nia’s livery was inspired by 🌺mrterrier673🌺 on Twitter

Saw some edits of Nia with glasses and I fell in love we need more engines with accessories

Some pannier shaped siblings, they met pre-msr days (they didn’t come in the same time)but were very happy to reunite with one another in the msr then in the Skarloey Railway 😊☺️

Their sibling friendship/relationship is like alastor and Rosie or Mary and jack, Nia didn’t care about Stanley’s “jinx” and defended him whenever he got bullied, she’s one of the very few folks who can make Stanley genuinely happy and do things like singing much to his colleagues surprise (also livery inspiration for one another♥️❤️🧡💜💛🖤)

[acrosscenturiesandgenerations]

▪︎Guitar-lyre (chitarra-lyra ad un braccio).

Artist: Luigi Mozzani (Italian, 1869–1943)

Date: 1925

Place of origin: Cento, Italy

Medium: Mahogany, spruce, walnut, ebony, ivory, mother-of-pearl, silver, steel, nickel silver, sheep gut.

[adventuressclubamericas]

How about some music?

[vintagepromotions]

Cover of the sheet music for 'Follow the Swallow' (1924). Artwork by Frederick S. Manning.

[im-outa-here]

*Presents Wally with Headphones playing Mesmerizer by Satsuki* Wally, I really think you need to hear this.

(Also I know those kind of headphones didn’t exist back then, but can I pull the magic anon card? /lh)

“You said these fancy earmuffs play music? Alright pal if you say so- OH- huh they do!… well they play noise, what language is this…? Yea… uh…”

*he takes off the headphones looks rather confused*

“It’s no Billie Holiday or Ted Louis but it sure is.. interesting? What ever you do doesn’t show Sammy that, he’s sure to call it an “atrocity to music” and blow a fuse over it. And when that happens? I’m outa here!”

[deepcutsandglassgems]

BUTTON UP YOUR OVERCOAT - RUTH ETTING (1929)

This public domain romp of a single was famously sung by Helen Kane, who is oft credited as being the inspiration for the voice of Betty Boop. Ruth Etting, however, did it first and did it better. This swinging jazzy-pop number remains as endearing and peppy as it was when it was released, 95 years ago. Be prepared for Ms. Etting to charm the socks off ya! -E.J.

[daibhidjames]

Blue Mondays Happy Birthdays To Jack Teagarden (1905) & John Lee Hooker (1920);

[tristandelarkadien]

Ok so I may have gotten into a musical And of course it’s the one about 1920′s rich boys doing bad stuff (Basically gay Heathers) It’s based on irl events but fictionalises it quite well, starring two boys who were convinced that they were _Ubermensch_ and therefore could get away with crime. They ended up botching a murder in hilariously inept ways, and were only really saved by an impassioned speech by their lawyer about how ‘Sure they killed a person, but who here didn’t do the same in WWI?’

[mahgnib]

1927 ad

[carbone14]

Chorus line - 1920's

[wingedballoonpeace]

[innervoiceart]

(via Sex, seafood and 25,000 coffees a day: the wild 1920s superclub that inspired Babylon Berlin | Television | The Guardian)

[lav3nder-lemonade]

Okay, something I just realized was that. Vivziepop could've avoided going to voodoo route & making his character black (even though the fandom thinks he isn't). By making Alastor have some form of connection to morticians. Because, from my current knowledge (I wanted to be one & fixated on Mortician work for 5-6 months & talked to an actual funeral director.) They used to sow the mouth & eyes of the fallen shut. Remove the organs, and fill their veins with chemicals. Granted if the vein one happened in 1920's, I doubt it. But then again, I don't know for sure. So, y'all know how in the movie Coraline, the Beldam makes the Coraline Doll & preforms ancient Mortician work on her in the beginning? I believe that Vivzie could've done something like that since if you look at Alastors Demon-deer form when talking to Husk / Fighting the loansharks in EP.5. It in some scenes kinda resembles the Beldam. Plus the Beldam worked with a doll. So it'd be plausible that Alastor could too in a similar matter. So here's my idea on the history of Alastor / His Backstory ;

Alastor, the son of two famous morticians in the 1890's Louisiana. Was a Mama's boy, his mother was always the more caring of his two parents. His father was always buried in his work of funeral directing. Al's father only really bonded with Alastor while they're embalming or preparing a casket. When Alastor was a kid he always LOVED to greet the kin of the fallen at the door. He always chatted with them & made them feel better, but his favourite part of his family's work was the act of prepping the dead to be downed. He enjoyed the smell of the decaying carcass & the feeling that got sent into him whilst sewing them shut. Just as his mother would sew shut a scratched arm on him. Along with the beautiful tune she would senranade him with as his eyes prickled as a young lad. His favourite song, “Your never fully dressed without a smile.”. And that song was the song he sang while embalming his mother. He knew that her death hit him hard. But he didn't know that her death would affect the decision of if he was going to Heaven, or Hell. But life moves on, and Alastor found his profession. In being a charming, hilarious, Radio Host. Quickly becoming a hit, a huge radio wave that brought others off balance. But the hunger from his childhood, the entertainment of controlling the dead by means of the normal dead prepping, plus a few extra details, like a deer symbol scribed in chalk on the lower back, sewing the mouth shut with a smile, and keeping the blood he exchanged from the body intern of Embalming fluid. He then use the dead skin of White tailed deer - specifically young bucks or yearlings. He started his deer-embalming escapade in the late 1920's around say 1928. He continued his current life as a Radio Host, but with the secret that he was a serial killer of course. And well Alastor made sure none of the people in his inner circle would betray him. He made sure of that by avoiding the advances of women by all cost.. Only being close with a select few. And his life was eventful, yet it was inevitable he would one day meet his fate. Which he did, on a late September evening. Being mistaken for a Buck by a hunter while skinning a yearling & injecting blood into its hide. Getting shot in the head & mauled by dogs. Only to wake up in Hell, next to an old radio station, grinning in delight..

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That was the only article I used, and I used it to make sure that I didn't accidentally use Voodoo. If I did, I apologize . Because from my current knowledge, it's a closed practice. Actually, I lied I probably used other articles ( I can't remember them to be honest.) Also if I'm being honest I'm quite proud of that backstory I whipped up, especially since I made this at a highschool basketball game. When I started my HS Girls team just started, around 7:53, 1st qt & now it's the 4th qt. 1:31 & were losing 20 - 34 😭. Anyways enough of that, once again my only credentials for using the information about deer, & Mortician work is that 1) I'm currently fixated on deer (I have a collection of antlers :D ) 2) I'm A Midwesterner, ofc I know a lot of random shit Abt deer & 3) I used to be interested in Mortician work & being a mortician for a solid 5-6 months & spoke to a Funeral Director before.

[phoebe-delia]

All That Jazz

Entirely self-indulgent. This is a mini "Chicago" AU (as in the movie musical. yes I know it originated on the stage. I've seen both and I like the movie better so that's what I'm using). CW: mention of murders, jail, American AU, 1920's AU, Muggle AU, Past Harry/Male Character(s), Past Draco/Male Character(s), immoral characters. Also this isn't so much a warning as a note that I am writing CHARACTERS here and the views they express do not necessarily align with my own. Also I borrowed like. A couple lines from the movie lol.

Harry scowled at the newspaper clippings in front of him. One attorney advertisement after another. They all blended together after a while. He knew enough from listening to the shows on the radio that they'd have to give him a lawyer if he wanted one, but he didn't trust whatever government sleaze bag they'd stick him with. Besides, he had enough money saved up to afford his own. Thank god he'd made Mike get that prenup.

Hopefully, it wouldn't cost too much. He needed the rest of that money to get a place of his own. And an agent. Harry closed his eyes and let himself dream, for a moment, of life outside the jail cell. Of bright lights and tight costumes and roaring applause. He'd get there one day.

His daydreams were interrupted by the sound of boots clicking against the concrete floor. He frowned; the other inmates wore tennis shoes, and the warden had already done the hourly inspection. That meant there was a visitor.

Harry stood from his bed and walked to the door of his cell, watching with wide eyes as a tall, handsome man in a suit shook hands with—

No. It couldn't be.

"Draco Malfoy?" Harry gasped.

The strange man looked at Draco amusedly and said something to him Harry couldn't hear. Draco rolled his eyes and shooed the man away. He turned to face Harry expectantly while the stranger walked off.

Harry nearly tripped over himself to walk up to Draco. "You're the Draco Malfoy!"

Draco raised an eyebrow. "And you are?"

Harry blushed. "I, er, I'm Harry Potter. You're not going to believe this but–but I was there! I was there at the club that night you killed your husband and your friend! When you were arrested!"

Draco scoffed. "Yeah, you and half of Chicago."

"Well, sure, but—I just have to say I'm such a huge fan. I loved that act you had! With your friend?"

"My former friend," Draco drawled. "Must you make me relive the worst night of my life? Or is there something else you'd like to discuss? I have work to do."

Harry looked away. "Er, sorry. What work?"

"On my defense. For my trial. Which is what you'd be working on too if you had half a wit."

"Hey," Harry frowned. "I'm still hiring a lawyer."

Draco laughed meanly. "Take your time with that. Definitely no rush or anything."

Harry crossed his arms. "Oh, yeah, like you've already got a lawyer."

"As a matter of fact I do."

"Oh yeah? Who."

Draco smirked. "You just saw him leave."

Harry's heart dropped. "That was your lawyer?"

"Mmhm. Blaise Zabini. Ring a bell?"

Harry shook his head. "Never heard of him."

"He's only the best criminal defense attorney in the state. Seriously, Harper. Open a newspaper sometime."

Harry frowned. "It's Harry."

Draco waved a hand and turned to walk into his cell. "Whatever."

Without thinking, Harry grabbed his wrist. "Wait—"

Draco yanked out of his grip with a sneer. "Don't touch me!"

Harry winced. "Sorry, it's just. D'you think Blaise Zabini would take my case?"

"Don't know. Don't care. Don't want to continue this conversation." Draco smiled sarcastically. "Goodbye Henry!" Draco stepped into his cell and shut the door in Harry's face.

Harry clenched his fists and shouted, "My name is Harry you asshole!"

When no response came, Harry sighed and walked back to his cell. When he returned, he grabbed a pen and ripped off the corner of his newspaper.

He pressed the paper against the wall and wrote: Blaise Zabini.