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Where Is The Son?
My band was presenting a “Tribute To Fats Waller” show recently and were having a drink in the bar prior to going on stage when a lady approached me. “I’m looking forward to the Show” she said. “I would like to introduce you to my son and daughter. It’s my son’s 21st. birthday and as a treat I bought them tickets for the concert”. I congratulated him on his 21st. and remarked that it was nice to see younger people coming along to hear this great music. “He’s a big fan of Muddy Waters and B.B.King” the mother continued, “but his favourite is Fats Domino”. “Are you going to play Blueberry Hill?” the son asked. Alarm bells were ringing as it became obvious they had got their Domino’s confused with their Waller’s. “If we get time” I said – not wanting to disappoint him. I made a quick exit from the bar, as it was nearly curtain up time.

http://tripleinfo.net/viposiw/pioer/219 On stage I made the customary announcement – “Tonight we are presenting a show dedicated to one of the greatest pianists and entertainers of all time – Fats Waller”. I looked down and there in the front row were the mother, daughter and son in deep conversation, heads nodding and shaking. Before we had finished our first number, the boy had vacated his seat, no doubt concluding there were better ways to celebrate a 21st. birthday.

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