Russ Columbo
Ruggiero Eugenio di Rodolpho Colombo (January 14, 1908–September 2, 1934), … Read Full Bio ↴Ruggiero Eugenio di Rodolpho Colombo (January 14, 1908–September 2, 1934), better known by the name Russ Columbo, was an American singer, violinist and actor, most famous for his signature tune, "You Call It Madness, But I Call It Love," and the legend surrounding his early death.
Columbo was born in Camden, New Jersey, United States the twelfth child of Italian immigrant parents. He started playing the violin while still very young, and debuted professionally at the age of 13. He left high school at 17 to travel with various bands around the country. He sang and played violin in numerous nightclubs.
By 1928, at the age of 20, Columbo began to participate in motion pictures. In several of his early films, his voice and violin were overdubbed to create the illusion that various popular entertainers were musical. Eventually, he did obtain some feature work in front of the camera, but he slowed down his activities in cinema to pursue other interests.
Columbo tried to run a nightclub for a while, but the venture was unsuccessful. In 1931, he traveled to New York with his manager, songwriter Con Conrad. Conrad secured a late-night radio slot with NBC. This led to numerous engagements, a recording contract with RCA Victor records, and tremendous popularity with legions of mostly female fans. The type of singing that was popularized by the likes of Columbo, Rudy Vallee, and Bing Crosby is called crooning. Columbo disliked the label, but it caught on with the general public. It gained popular credence, despite its initial use as a term of derision for the singers employing their low, soothing voices in romantic songs.
On September 2, 1934, Columbo was shot under peculiar circumstances by his longtime friend, photographer Lansing Brown. Columbo was visiting him at the studio one day. In lighting a cigarette, Brown lit the match by striking it against the wooden stock of an antique French dueling pistol. The flame set off a long-forgotten charge in the gun, and a lead pistol ball was fired. The pistol ball ricocheted off a nearby table and hit Columbo in the left eye, killing him almost instantly. Columbo's death was ruled an accident, and Brown exonerated from blame.
His mother was never told of his death. Family and friends made her believe that her son was on a world tour by sending postcards addressed from Russ. She lived the remaining 10 years of her life thinking he was still alive.
Russ Columbo is interred in the Forest Lawn Memorial Park Cemetery in Glendale, California.
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Columbo was born in Camden, New Jersey, United States the twelfth child of Italian immigrant parents. He started playing the violin while still very young, and debuted professionally at the age of 13. He left high school at 17 to travel with various bands around the country. He sang and played violin in numerous nightclubs.
By 1928, at the age of 20, Columbo began to participate in motion pictures. In several of his early films, his voice and violin were overdubbed to create the illusion that various popular entertainers were musical. Eventually, he did obtain some feature work in front of the camera, but he slowed down his activities in cinema to pursue other interests.
Columbo tried to run a nightclub for a while, but the venture was unsuccessful. In 1931, he traveled to New York with his manager, songwriter Con Conrad. Conrad secured a late-night radio slot with NBC. This led to numerous engagements, a recording contract with RCA Victor records, and tremendous popularity with legions of mostly female fans. The type of singing that was popularized by the likes of Columbo, Rudy Vallee, and Bing Crosby is called crooning. Columbo disliked the label, but it caught on with the general public. It gained popular credence, despite its initial use as a term of derision for the singers employing their low, soothing voices in romantic songs.
On September 2, 1934, Columbo was shot under peculiar circumstances by his longtime friend, photographer Lansing Brown. Columbo was visiting him at the studio one day. In lighting a cigarette, Brown lit the match by striking it against the wooden stock of an antique French dueling pistol. The flame set off a long-forgotten charge in the gun, and a lead pistol ball was fired. The pistol ball ricocheted off a nearby table and hit Columbo in the left eye, killing him almost instantly. Columbo's death was ruled an accident, and Brown exonerated from blame.
His mother was never told of his death. Family and friends made her believe that her son was on a world tour by sending postcards addressed from Russ. She lived the remaining 10 years of her life thinking he was still alive.
Russ Columbo is interred in the Forest Lawn Memorial Park Cemetery in Glendale, California.
(www.en.wikipedia.org)
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Russ Columbo Lyrics
A Peach of a Pair The breeze across the fairway The blossoms over there Are te…
All of Me You took my kisses and you took my love You taught…
Back In Your Own Back Yard We leave home expecting to find a blue bird, Hoping ev'ry…
Good Night Sweetheart Good night sweetheart, till we meet tomorrow Good night sw…
Guilty Though you've decided that our love is wrong And think that…
Just Friends Just friends, lovers no more Just friends, but not like befo…
Paradise And then she holds my hand, mm And then I understand.…
Peach Of A Pair The breeze across the fairway The blossoms over there Are te…
Prisoner of Love Someone that I belong to Doesn't belong to me Someone who ca…
Russ Columbo -You Call It Madness I can't forget the night I met you, That's all I'm…
Street of Dreams Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight Come on and trade …
Sweet and Lovely Sweet and lovely sweeter than the roses in May Sweet and…
The Lady I Love I can't forget the night I met you, That's all I'm…
Time on My Hands When the day fades away into twilight The moon is my…
You When the day fades away into twilight The moon is my…
You Call It Madness I can't forget the night I met you, That's all I'm…