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Gene Krupa (January 15, 1909 – October 16, 1973) was a famous and influential Polish-American jazz and big band drummer, known for his highly energetic and flamboyant style.
Krupa was born in Chicago, Illinois. He began playing professionally in the mid 1920s with bands in Wisconsin.
He made his first recordings in 1927, with a band under the leadership of banjoist Eddie Condon and "fixer" (and sometime singer, who did not appear on the records), Red McKenzie: these sides are now recognised as the first, and definitive, examples of white "Chicago Style" jazz. The numbers recorded at that session were: 'China Boy', 'Sugar', 'Nobody's Sweetheart' and 'Liza'.
In 1943, Krupa was arrested for possession of marijuana and was given a brief jail term. After his release, Krupa reorganized his band with a big string section, featuring Charlie Ventura on sax. It was one of the largest dance bands of the era, sometimes containing up to forty musicians. He gradually cut down the size of the band in the late 1940s, and from 1951 on led a trio or quartet. He appeared regularly with the Jazz At the Philharmonic shows.
Krupa largely went into retirement in the late 1960s, although occasionally played in public until shortly before his death from leukemia in Yonkers, New York. He was buried in Holy Cross Cemetary in Calumet City, Illinois.
Blueberry Hill
Gene Krupa and His Orchestra Lyrics
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On Blueberry Hill where I found you
The moon stood still on Blueberry Hill
And lingered till my dreams came true
The wind in the willow played
Love's sweet melody
But all of those vows we made
Tho' we're apart you're part of me still
For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill
The wind in the willow played
Love's sweet melody
But all of those vows we made
Were never to be
Tho' we're apart you're part of me still
For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill
The lyrics "I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill" by Gene Krupa and His Orchestra describe the singer's experience of finding happiness and fulfillment on Blueberry Hill with someone they love. The setting is painted in a romanticized light, as the moon stands still and time seems to linger, creating a dream-like atmosphere of contentment. This moment is described as an escape from the harsh realities of life as they have found their thrill together.
The lyrics further discuss the sweet melody played by the "wind in the willow", which can be interpreted as a metaphor for love. Despite the vows made, the relationship has come to an end, leaving the singer to reminisce on the past. The final lines of the song depict how even though they are apart, the other person is still a part of them since they had once found joy together on Blueberry Hill.
Overall, the song's lyrics capture a sense of nostalgia for a time when the singer was content and happy with someone they loved, with Blueberry Hill acting as a symbol of that idyllic time.
Line by Line Meaning
I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill
I experienced a moment of intense excitement and pleasure on Blueberry Hill
On Blueberry Hill where I found you
It was on Blueberry Hill that I first encountered and got to know you
The moon stood still on Blueberry Hill
The celestial body known as the moon remained stationary while I was on Blueberry Hill
And lingered till my dreams came true
The moon remained in that position until my deepest desires were realized
The wind in the willow played Love's sweet melody
The movement of the wind amongst the trees played a delightful tune of romance
But all of those vows we made Were never to be
Despite our promises to each other, they could not be kept in reality
Tho' we're apart you're part of me still
Even though we are separated, you still have a significant impact on my life
For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill
You were the one who brought me such indescribable excitement and joy while on Blueberry Hill
Lyrics © Cloud9, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Al Lewis, Larry Stock, Vincent Rose
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