Showing posts with label Cigar and music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cigar and music. Show all posts

Friday, March 23, 2012

Magyar szivar dohányos

The Hungarian Jewish composer Emmerich (Imre) Kálmán (1892-1953), was a composer of various genres, including a symphonic poem, some pieces for string, and lieder of various kinds, but became most famous for his operettas which were very popular in his day. Born in Siófok, on the southern shore of Lake Balaton, in Hungary, Kálmán studied to become a concert pianist. Unfortunately, early-onset arthritis barred his ability to continue his plans. As a result, he turned to composition, studying at the National Hungarian Royal Academy of Music. He was a fellow student with the famous Béla Bartók.

His first great break was with his operetta Tatárjárás, which is known as Ein Herbstmanöver in German, meaning 'Autumn Maneuver', although in English the work is known as The Gay Hussars. His fame caused him to move from Budapest to Vienna, and it was there, through a series of operettas--Der Zigeunerprimas, Die Csárdásfürstin, Gräfin Mariza, and Die Zirkusprinzessin, etc.--that he achieved international fame. He eventually wrote twenty-two of such works.


Statute of Kálmán in Pest

Die Csárdásfürstin has been particularly popular, as it is said to have been performed more than 100,000 times since its premiere in 1915. Some of his operettas were put into film by Louis B. Mayer of M-G-M. He worked on some operettas in English, and at least one of his completed operettas was in English, in particular his last one, Arizona Lady.

Despite being Jewish, his music was enjoyed by Hitler, who offered to make him an honorary Aryan. He refused the offer, moved to Paris, and eventually ended up in the United States (in California). Many of his family who stayed behind were killed in Nazi death camps. After the victory of the Allies, he returned to Vienna in 1949. He moved to Paris two years before his death in 1953.

But the reason I have selected our Hungarian composer is that--you guessed it--he enjoyed cigars. A picture portrait of the composer taken in his later years is shown in this posting, as is a statue of him in Pest, arm stretched out over a park bench, cigar in hand. Clearly, he appeared to have been an ambidextrous smoker.

There is quite a charming story about and incident between Kálmán and his much-younger-wife Vera Makinska, by whom he bore three children. When he first rejected her (thinking himself much too old) during a meal at a restaurant, she retrieved the composer's cigar band from the ashtray, slipped it on her finger, and cried her way to sleep. Eventually, the young Vera was successful in her suit.

About as much as you would ever want to know about Kálmán can be found here: "A Survey of the Operettas of Emmerich Kálmán.

By the way, in case you are curious, "Szivar" is the way you say cigar in Hungarian.



Portrait of Kálmán

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Hey, Pink, whoever you are, have a cigar!

Pink Floyd uses the cigar in its cynical classic "Have a Cigar." The song is found in the group's Wish You Were Here album. One may recall that the original cover shows a businessman on fire. For those that don't recall, one can find a copy of the cover below.


While speaking of burning businessmen, "Have a Cigar" is essentially a short ballad. The story line is one where the members of the band are brought into the office of a record company executive. They are offered a cigar, and promised immortality along with a sweet deal which will introduce them into the "gravy train." The executive displays his ignorance by asking the group, "Which one of you is Pink?" not realizing that Pink Floyd was not the first and last name of a band member. It seems that there is a certain sense that the band has sold its soul for money. Mammon won the day.



"Have A Cigar"

Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar.
You're gonna go far, you're gonna fly high,
You're never gonna die, you're gonna make it if you try; they're gonna love you.
Well I've always had a deep respect, and I mean that most sincerely.
The band is just fantastic, that is really what I think.
Oh by the way, which one's Pink?
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy
We call it Riding the Gravy Train.

We're just knocked out.
We heard about the sell out.
You gotta get an album out,
You owe it to the people.
We're so happy we can hardly count.
Everybody else is just green, have you seen the chart?
It's a helluva start, it could be made into a monster
If we all pull together as a team.
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy
We call it Riding the Gravy Trail.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

And they tell me all the winners smoke cigars

Josiah Leming, who might be classified as a musician that lived out of his car and who was self-promoted through Facebook and You Tube, is one of those modern phenomenons given to us by American Idol. Though he was cut before the semifinals in Season 7 of American Idol, he was able to negotiate a contract with Warner Brothers which resulted in his debut album, "Come on Kid." The album was a failure, which resulted in Warner Brothers quickly dropping him from its label. He continues his musical career, therefore, largely solo, suffering the disadvantage of weak marketing.

Though he is hardly a star, he does have the distinction of writing a song about cigars. For Leming, the cigar is a symbol of his dreams, dreams that he has not be successful at achieving. He seeks to go beyond mere cigarettes and alcohol, and seeks the grandeur that is epitomized by the cigar. For Leming, therefore, the cigar is a symbol of both his failure and his desire for success.



"This Cigar" Lyrics:

This cigar, burns a hole straight through my jeans and
Through your heart, as we watch the ashes form
Another scar, that I will never show
But some how everybody seems to know my demons
In all my efforts I've committed treason
For chasing dreams that are changing like the seasons
Make me feel so small, but I'm so proud to tell them all

That I'm a man now
I can drive a car
And I'm a drop out
I'm nobody so far
But I don't mess with
Cigarettes and alcohol
Cos I'm the best there is
And they tell me all the winners smoke cigars

This guitar, is pouring melodies that burn
Inside my heart, as the sound is broken up
By passing cars, they don't know that I'm above
Ir that I'm swimming in the middle of an ocean
I'm riding on a wave of pure emotion
Yeah, I'm drinkin up this sea like it's a potion
Maybe it could lend me wings, I'll either float or start to sink

Cos I'm a man now
I can drive a car
And I'm a drop out
I'm nobody so far
But I don't mess with
Cigarettes and alcohol
Cos I'm the best there is
And they tell me all the winners play guitar

And I know I've never been the kind
To let them get inside my mind
You just got to see that I need them on my side
I promise not to breathe it in
or ever strum a chord again
cos it hurts my lungs and burns my tongue to know that....

This cigar, burns a hole straight through my jeans
And through her heart, as we watch the ashes form
Another scar, that I could never show
Yet somehow everybody seems to know my demons
In all my efforts I've committed treason
For chasing dreams that are changing like the seasons
I know that I'm so small but I'm so proud to tell you all

That I'm a man now
I can drive a car
And I'm a drop out
Nobody so far
But I don't mess with
Cigarettes and alcohol
Cos I'm the best there is
And they tell me all the winners smoke cigars

Thursday, November 3, 2011

I'm a sucker for fine Cuban cigars . . .

Brad Paisley, the country music singer, enjoys cigars on sufficient enough occasions to have developed a love for them, and to write a song about them. It is called "The Cigar Song," and it is found on his "Mud on the Tires" album. Unfortunately, the character loves cigars so inordinately that he ends up committing insurance fraud. No evil goes unpunished. And the love of cigars is no recognized affirmative defense to arson. So he is convicted and ends up in jail smoking cheap 10-cent cigars.



In his album "Mud on the Tires" is included a song entitled "The Cigar Song." The lyrics are as follows:

Well I'm a sucker for fine Cuban cigars
The problem is I can't afford 'em
But last year I went and got myself a whole box
And just to be safe I insured 'em

[Chorus]
I took out a policy against fire and theft
And then I hurried home
With a fifty-cent lighter I sat on my back steps
And I smoked 'em one by one

Two weeks later I went to see that insurance man
And I handed in my claim
With a straight face I told him that through a series of small fires
They'd all gone up in flames

[2nd Chorus]
They reviewed my case and they had no choice
But to pay me for what I'd done
And I took that check and bought a whole new box
And I smoked 'em one by one

Two weeks later this detective shows up
Tells me that company's pressin' charges
One speedy trial later they locked me up
On twenty-four separate counts of arson

[3rd Chorus]
And now I sit and I stare at a blank brick wall
Lookin' back on what I've done
To pass the time I've got some ten-cent cigars
And I smoke 'em one by one
Yeah, I smoke 'em one by one




Brad Paisley with cigar in mouth