Earl Park Indiana
Greta Matassa, The Song Is You
Earl Hines The Father's Getaway Bluenote, BN005
Earl Hines Reminiscing At Blue Note Bluenote, BN005
Earl Hines Swingtette Lazy Mornin'/Keyboard Kapers MGM, 10382
Earl Klugh Twinkle
Earl Hines (piano) A Monday Date (1928) OKeh, 8832
Earl Hines Fifty Seven Varieties (1928) OKeh, 8653
"Thanks For the Buggy Ride"Played by Earl Oliver's Jazz Babies (One of the many pseudonyms for Harry Reser and his Orchestra, Earl Oliver played the trumpet in Reser's orchestra.)Vocal Refrain by Tom Howard (A pseudonym for Tom Stacks, the drummer in Reser's orchestra.) Released in April, 1926.
Earl Hines & His Orchestra Sweet Ella May (1929) VICTOR, 22842
Earl Scruggs plays Fireball Mail on one of the Martha White shows in the 60's.
Earl Hines & His Orchestra Have You Ever Felt That Way? (1929) VICTOR, 38048
Duke of Earl - Gene Chandler
"Harlem Shuffle" is an R&B song originally written and recorded by the duo Bob & Earl (Bobby Relf and Earl Nelson) in 1963
"SLEEP," written by EARL LEBIEG, is played by the orchestra of Ben Selvin (1898 - 1980), who probably made more records than any other bandleader of the 78 rpm era.
Earl K. Brent will always be remembered primarily as the lyricist for the great torch song, “Angel Eyes,” written with Matt Dennis in 1946.Bruce Springsteen and Ella Fitzgerald.
Teddy Wilson & Earl Hines, Jazz piano Workshop in Berlin 1965
Earl Hines Orchestra Gator Swing (1939) BLUEBIRD, 10763
Earl Hines And His Orchestra In Swamp Lands (1940) Bluebird, B-11036
After working his farm out past Clarks Summit every day, Earl Lecherosky rarely had time to enjoy the large pond in the back that he had fixed up years earlier with picnic tables, horseshoe courts, and benches. So one evening he decided to go down and see how things were holding up. Much to his surprise, he heard voices shouting and laughing with glee. As he came closer he saw it was a group of young women skinny dipping in his pond.
He made the women aware of his presence and they all went to the deep end. One of the women shouted to him, "We're not coming out until you leave."
The old farmer replied, "I didn't come down here to watch you ladies swim or make you get out of the pond naked. I only came down to feed the alligator."
Moral: Old age and treachery will always triumph over youth and skill.