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When I was growing up, I was criminally obsessed with the films of James Francis Cagney, Jr: Public Enemy No.1. Repeats of repeats of repeats on Sunday TV. Old people with false teeth smiling at me over a whiskey. You know the score. For every Edmond O\’ Brien there has to be some f@cker prepared to light the fuse.
In the seventies\’ it was James Caan. These days, it\’s James Caan\’t.
My father\’s aunt could name every last one of the Bowery Boys, I swear…
A spinster who worked all her life in a shoe factory less than 200 yards from her house, she spent most of her free time in church. I know. She would save up for the summer months and take coach holidays to Italy and France to immerse herself in a Passion Play.
Big romance without the guilt. Consummation without torn pantyhose. Intact. She outlived both my father and his brothers. There is much to be said for living a pure life. And as much to be said against. \”Ha! He\’ll never get to heaven, now!\”
I watched a John Wayne movie last night. It reminded me why I liked James Cagney.
Written by Isham Jones and Gus Kahn. Arranged by Gordon Jenkins. Recorded March – May 1959, Studio A, Hollywood.
▼ FRANCIS ALBERT SINATRA: THE ONE I LOVE (BELONGS TO SOMEBODY ELSE) from \”No One Cares\” LP (Capitol) 1959 (US)