Coming to prominence in the 1920s as an inventive trumpet and cornet player, Armstrong was a foundational influence in jazz, shifting the focus of the music from collective improvisation to solo performance. With his instantly-recognizable gravelly voice, Armstrong was also an influential singer, demonstrating great dexterity as an improviser, bending the lyrics and melody of a song for expressive purposes. He was also skilled at scat singing (vocalizing using sounds and syllables instead of actual lyrics).
Renowned for his charismatic stage presence and voice almost as much as for his trumpet-playing, Armstrong's influence extends well beyond jazz music, and by the end of his career in the 1960s, he was widely regarded as a profound influence on popular music in general. Armstrong was one of the first truly popular African-American entertainers to "cross over", whose skin-color was secondary to his music in an America that was severely racially divided. He rarely publicly politicized his race, often to the dismay of fellow African-Americans, but took a well-publicized stand for desegregation during the Little Rock Crisis. His artistry and personality allowed him socially acceptable access to the upper echelons of American society that were highly restricted for a black man.
Armstrong was born and brought up in New Orleans, a culturally diverse town with a unique musical mix of creole, ragtime, marching bands, and blues. Although from an early age he was able to play music professionally, he didn't travel far from New Orleans until 1922, when he went to Chicago to join his mentor, King Oliver. Oliver's band played primitive jazz, a hotter style of ragtime, with looser rhythms and more improvisation, and Armstrong's role was mostly backing. Slow to promote himself, he was eventually persuaded by his wife Lil Hardin to leave Oliver, and In 1924 he went to New York to join the Fletcher Henderson Orchestra. At the time, there were a few other artists using the rhythmic innovations of the New Orleans style, but none did it with the energy and brilliance of Armstrong, and he quickly became a sensation among New York musicians. Back in Chicago in 1925, he made his first recordings with his own group, Louis Armstrong and his Hot Five, and these became not only popular hits but also models for the first generation of jazz musicians, trumpeters or otherwise.
Other hits followed through the twenties and thirties, as well as troubles: crooked managers, lip injuries, mob entanglements, failed big-band ventures. As jazz styles changed, though, musical purists never lost any respect for him -- although they were sometimes irritated by his hammy onstage persona. Around the late forties, with the help of a good manager, Armstrong's business affairs finally stablilized, and he began to be seen as an elder statesman of American popular entertainment, appearing in Hollywood films, touring Asia and Europe, and dislodging The Beatles from the number-one position with Hello Dolly". Today many people may know him as a singer (a good one), but as Miles Davis said: “You can’t play nothing on modern trumpet that doesn’t come from him."
The 62-year-old Armstrong became the oldest act to top the US charts when "Hello Dolly" reached #1 in 1964. Four years later Satchmo also became the oldest artist to record a UK #1, when "What a Wonderful World" hit the top spot.
New Orleans
Louis Armstrong Lyrics
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Fields of cotton look wintry white
When it's Christmas time in New Orleans
A barefoot choir in prayer fills the air
Mississippi folks gathering there
'Cause it's Christmas time in New Orleans
Leading the band to a good old Creole beat
Golly, what a spirit, you can only hear it
Down on Basin Street
Your kids will disappear, when you hear
Hallelujah, St. Nicholas is here
When it's Christmas time in New Orleans
You'll see a Dixieland Santa Claus
A leading the band to a good, good old Creole beat
And golly, what a spirit and you can only hear it
A down on Basin Street
Your kids will disappear and when you hear
Hallelujah, old Santa is near
When it's Christmas time in New Orleans
Yes, when it's Christmas time
It's Christmas time in New Orleans
Louis Armstrong's song Christmas In New Orleans is a beautiful tribute to the holiday season in this beautiful city. The first verse describes the picturesque scene of the magnolia trees sparkling bright at night and the fields of cotton looking wintry white. The second verse describes a choir in prayer and Mississippi folks gathering to celebrate the occasion. The third verse talks of a Dixieland Santa Claus leading a band to a good old Creole beat, illuminating the spirit of the place. Children disappear in joy and excitement when they hear Hallelujah, old Santa is near.
The song beautifully encapsulates the essence of Christmas in New Orleans. The place reverberates with a spirit that can only be experienced in this city. The residents gather to celebrate the festival with great zeal and enthusiasm. The unique culture and music of the city come alive in a charming way in the song. The leader of the band, Dixieland Santa Claus, adds a special charm that makes the city one of a kind. The song invites people to come and be a part of the festivities and witness the magical spirit of Christmas in New Orleans.
Line by Line Meaning
Magnolia trees at night, sparkling bright
The magnolia trees in New Orleans shine so bright at night during Christmas time
Fields of cotton look wintry white
During winter in New Orleans, the cotton fields look like they're covered in snow
When it's Christmas time in New Orleans
The song is referring to the unique experience of celebrating Christmas in New Orleans
A barefoot choir in prayer fills the air
People in New Orleans gather for a prayer led by a choir, who do not wear shoes during the prayer
Mississippi folks gathering there
Locals from Mississippi also join in the Christmas celebration in New Orleans
'Cause it's Christmas time in New Orleans
The reason for the gathering is because it's Christmas time in New Orleans
You'll see a Dixieland Santa Claus
In New Orleans, Santa Claus is dressed in the Dixieland style of clothing
Leading the band to a good old Creole beat
Santa Claus leads the band while they play in the Creole style
Golly, what a spirit, you can only hear it
The festive spirit is so strong in New Orleans during Christmas time that it can only be felt by being there
Down on Basin Street
This refers to the specific location of where the band is playing - Basin Street in New Orleans
Your kids will disappear, when you hear
Children get excited and disappear when they hear that Santa Claus is near
Hallelujah, St. Nicholas is here
People shout out "Hallelujah!" when they see Santa Claus arriving
You'll see a Dixieland Santa Claus
The song repeats this line to emphasize the unique way Santa Claus is portrayed in New Orleans
A leading the band to a good, good old Creole beat
Once again emphasizing the way Santa Claus leads the band in playing Creole music
And golly, what a spirit and you can only hear it
The energetic and lively spirit of the Christmas celebration in New Orleans can only be truly experienced by being there
A down on Basin Street
The location of the band playing is highlighted once again
Your kids will disappear and when you hear
Children get excited and run away when they hear that Santa Claus is near
Hallelujah, old Santa is near
People shout out "Hallelujah!" when they see Santa Claus arriving once again
When it's Christmas time in New Orleans
The song repeats this line to bring the listener back to the unique experience of celebrating Christmas in New Orleans
Yes, when it's Christmas time
The song once again emphasizes that it's only during Christmas time that one can have this unique experience in New Orleans
It's Christmas time in New Orleans
The last line of the song reinforces the idea that New Orleans is truly magical during Christmas time
Lyrics © Kanjian Music
Written by: Joe Van Winkle, Richard M. Sherman
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@rslashbri
Do you know what it means
To miss New Orleans
And miss it each night and day
I know I'm not wrong
The feeling's getting stronger
The longer I stay away
Miss the moist covered vines
The tall sugar pines
Where mocking birds used to sing
And I'd like to see the lazy Mississippi
A hurrying into spring
The Mardi Gras memories
Of creole tunes that filled the air
I dream of oleanders in June
And soon I'm wishing that I was there
Do you know what it means
To miss New Orleans
When that's where you left your heart
And there's something more
I miss the one I care for
More than I miss New Orleans
@uhtred5574
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
And miss it each night and day
I know I'm not wrong this feeling's gettin' stronger
The longer, I stay away
Miss them moss covered vines the tall sugar pines
Where mockin' birds used to sing
And I'd like to see that lazy Mississippi hurryin' into spring
The moonlight on the bayou a creole tune that fills the air
I dream about magnolias in bloom and I'm wishin' I was there
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
When that's where you left your heart
And there's one thing more I miss the one I care for
More than I miss New Orleans
The moonlight on the bayou a creole tune that fills the air
I dream about magnolias in bloom and I'm wishin' I was there
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
When that's where you left your heart
And there's one thing more I miss the one I care for
More more than I miss New Orleans
@keanulechat2510
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
And miss it each night and day
I know I'm not wrong, the feeling's getting stronger
The longer I stay away
Miss the moss-covered vines, tall sugar pines
Where mockingbirds used to sing
I'd love to see that old lazy Mississippi
Hurrying into Spring
The moonlight on the bayou
A Creole tune that fills the air
I dream about magnolias in bloom
And I'm wishin' I was there
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
When that's where you left your heart
And there's one thing more, I miss the one I care for
More than I miss New Orleans
@kilouis
Recorded live in Chicago at Medina Temple on June 1st,1956
Louis Armstrong - Trumpet,vocal
Edmond Hall - Clarinet,vocal
Trummy Young - Trombone,vocal
Billy Kyle - Piano
Dale Jones - Bass
Barrett Deems - Drums
Velma Middleton - Vocals
@scorpionola7457
There's a very good reason why we're consistently rated the happiest people in the USA in spite of the beatings we constantly take from Mother Nature (including this one). She can beat us all she wants (and she does) but she will never defeat us. I'm a Bywater New Orleanian who's been away on "vacation" for over a week and the homesickness is killing me already. Merci bon Dieu pour la Louisiane.
@firefall5748
For real .. New Orleans is the happiest place I've ever lived. It's also Drunk Central, which possibly has some effect on this :D
@InnocentKhajiit
As a frenchman, you have no idea how happy I am from your last sentence.
@cynthiahawkins2389
My husband lived in Jackson Sq for 30+ years, working on the waterfront, with a few of the Nevilles, who were merchant seamen before they took up music. Ric came up North, after Katrina in 2005, and happened to walk into my classroom, where I was teaching. (He was actually looking for the men's room).We married in 2008, and live in NYC now, but next year we are moving back. I will be a NOLA-newbie, and I can't wait!!!!
@cybelewilson8910
Oui Merci! Et bonjour de tes cousins du Quebec qui Aime la Louisiane ;)
@buttersstotch744
laissez le bon temps rouler toujours...
@purpleisaflavor
I left half my heart there as well. Can't wait until the day I can call this beautiful city home.
@zombiecow1909
same here my friend.
@thejoydivision8
Have you make it there yet?
@purpleisaflavor
@D D I lived there for 3 beautiful years and am presently in love with southwest New Mexico