In 1928 (on his 25th birthday) Hines began leading his own big band. For over 10 years his was "The Band" in Al Capone's Grand Terrace Cafe — Hines was Capone's "Mr Piano Man". Hines recorded for Victor in 1929, then after a gap for Brunswick from 1932-1934, Decca from 1934-1935, then after another gap, Vocalion from 1937-1938 and Bluebird from 1939-1942 (nearly all among the best Black Jazz of the era). From the Grand Terrace, The Earl Hines Orchestra (or "Organization" as he more happily referred to it) broadcast on "open mikes", sometimes five nights a week and over many years, coast to coast across America — Chicago being well placed to deal with the U.S. live-broadcasting time-zone problem. Hines's band became the most broadcast band in America. Sometimes Nat "King" Cole was Hines's relief pianist (though Cliff Smalls was his favorite) and it was here with Hines that Charlie Parker got his first professional job...until he was fired for his time-keeping — by which Hines meant Parker's inability to show up on time despite Parker resorting to sleeping under the Grand Terrace stage in his attempts to do so. Hines led his big band until 1947, taking time out to front the Duke Ellington orchestra in 1944 while Duke was ill...but the big-band era was over. (Thirty years later, Hines's 20 solo "transformative versions" of his "Earl Hines Plays Duke Ellington" recorded in the 1970s were described by Ben Ratliff in the "New York Times" as "as good an example of the jazz process as anything out there".)
At the start of 1949 Hines rejoined Armstrong in the latter's "All Stars" "small band", where Hines stayed through 1951. He then led his own small combo around the States and Europe. At the start of the jazz-lean 1960s he settled in Oakland, California, opened a tobacconist's, and came close to giving up the profession. Then, in 1964 Hines was "suddenly rediscovered" following a series of concerts in New York. He was the 1965 "Critics' Choice" for Down Beat Magazine's "Hall of Fame". From then till he died he recorded endlessly both solo and with jazz notables like Cat Anderson, Buck Clayton, Roy Eldridge, Ella Fitzgerald, Paul Gonsalves, Sonny Greer, Lionel Hampton, Coleman Hawkins, Johnny Hodges, Budd Johnson, Jimmy Rushing, Stuff Smith, Sarah Vaughan, Joe Venuti and Ben Webster. Possibly more surprising were Elvin Jones, Peggy Lee, Charles Mingus, Dinah Washington — and Ry Cooder. But his most acclaimed recordings of this period were his dazzling and endlessly inventive solo performances, which could show him at his very best, "a whole orchestra by himself".[12] Solo tributes to Louis Armstrong, Hoagy Carmichael, Duke Ellington, Cole Porter, and George Gershwin were all put on record in the 1970s. Hines also toured Europe again regularly at this time, and added Asia, Australia and the Soviet Union to his list of State Department–funded destinations. At the top of his form, Hines also displayed his endearing quirks (not to say grunts) in these performances. Sometimes he sang as he played, especially his own "They Never Believed I Could Do It - Neither Did I". In 1975 he made an hour-long "solo" film for British TV out-of-hours in a Washington nightclub: the "New York Herald Tribune" described it as "The greatest jazz-film ever made". He played solo in The White House and played solo for the Pope — and played (and sang) his last job a few days before he died in Oakland, quite likely somewhat older than he had always maintained.
A Sunday Kind Of Love
Earl Hines Lyrics
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A love to last past Saturday night
And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight
I want a Sunday kind of love oh yeah
I want a love that's on the square
Can't seem to find somebody someone to care
And I'm on a lonely road that leads to nowhere
I do all my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hopin' to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
And my arms need someone to enfold
To help keep me warm
When Mondays, and Tuesdays grow cold
And I need a love for all my life
To have and to hold
I need a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hopin' to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
And my arms need someone to enfold
To help keep me warm
When Mondays, and Tuesdays grow cold
And I need a love for all my life
To have and to hold
I need a Sunday kind of love
I don't want a Monday or a Tuesday
A Wednesday or a Thursday
Friday or Saturday
I don't want nothin' baby
I want a Sunday kind of love
In "A Sunday Kind Of Love," the singer describes their desire for a love that lasts beyond just a Saturday night fling. They express the need for a deeper and more meaningful connection, wanting to know that their partner cares for them beyond just the initial attraction of love at first sight. The singer's repeated refrain of wanting a "Sunday kind of love" reinforces the idea that they are seeking something more substantial and lasting.
The song's lyrics also convey a sense of loneliness and desperation, with the singer feeling like they are on a "lonely road that leads to nowhere" and unable to find someone to truly care for them. They describe their daily routine of daydreaming and scheming, hoping to find the right person to show them the way to a fulfilling relationship. The final lines of the song make it clear that the singer isn't interested in fleeting, weeknight romances - they want a love that will "keep [them] warm" throughout life.
Line by Line Meaning
I want a Sunday kind of love
I am seeking a love that is special and unique like the feeling of a peaceful Sunday
A love to last past Saturday night
I desire a love that will go beyond just a weekend fling and last longer than a typical Saturday night romance
And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight
I want to be sure that our love is built on a solid foundation of true connection and not just a quick attraction
I want a Sunday kind of love oh yeah
I am yearning for a love that brings me joy and fulfillment like the relaxing feeling of a Sunday
I want a love that's on the square
I am searching for a love that is honest, genuine, and without any deceit
Can't seem to find somebody someone to care
I am struggling to find someone who truly cares for me and reciprocates my feeling of love
And I'm on a lonely road that leads to nowhere
I am feeling isolated, lost and uncertain about my future as I wander aimlessly without a loving partner
I need a Sunday kind of love
I crave a love that nurtures me and brings light to my world like the warmth of a peaceful Sunday
I do all my Sunday dreaming
I spend most of my time daydreaming about finding the perfect love I desire
And all my Sunday scheming
I am planning and strategizing ways to attract the right person who will give me the love I am seeking
Every minute, every hour, every day
My desire for love consumes every single moment of my life, day and night
And I'm hopin' to discover a certain kind of lover
My soul desires to find a partner who is unique and special to me in ways that are unexplainable
Who will show me the way
I am desperately searching for someone who will lead me towards a love that will be fulfilling and lasting
And my arms need someone to enfold
I am longing for someone to come and be wrapped around in their loving embrace
To help keep me warm
I need someone who will make my heart warm and protect me from the cold loneliness of life
When Mondays, and Tuesdays grow cold
I am aware that life can be challenging and our love will be tested in challenging times like when we feel lost, sad or alone
And I need a love for all my life
I want a love that will last forever, regardless of whatever challenges we might face in the future
To have and to hold
I desire a love that will be mine always, to cherish and nourish for the rest of my life
I don't want a Monday or a Tuesday
I don't want a love that is conventional and ordinary like days of the week. I want something extraordinary
A Wednesday or a Thursday
I don't want our love to be limited to certain days of the week. I want something that doesn't have boundaries
Friday or Saturday
I don't want a weekend romance that fades away once the workweek starts. I want something that lasts
I don't want nothin' baby
I want something real and substantive. Not just a fling, but a true love that is deeply rooted
I want a Sunday kind of love
I desire a love that is holy and divine, something that is full of peace, joy, and tranquility
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ANITA NYE, BARBARA BELLE, LOUIS PRIMA, STANLEY RHODES
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