Tamar Korn is magic, and she makes magic happen. But even those of us who are accustomed to her extra-terrestrial surprises can find themselves astonished.
It happened throughout the afternoon of June 17, 2018, where, thanks to Brice Moss and family, Tamar and her Wildwood Ramblers (Evan Arntzen, Dennis Lichtman, Sean Cronin, and Adam Brisbin) could romp and woo us with their sounds in the glade. But one performance still brings stifled tears to my eyes.
Before we begin: the song is not A BEI GEZUNDT, recorded by Mildred Bailey and Cab Calloway, but an earlier composition by Abraham Ellstein, sung by Molly Picon in the 1938 film MAMELE. And if you want to see Molly in domestic bliss — even though the challah burns — you can search YouTube for “Molly Picon” and “MAMELE.”
But I want to draw your attention, and hearts, to Tamar and her Ramblers.
This performance reminds me that when Fats Waller was asked by an interviewer late in his short career what he saw himself doing in future, he answered that he wanted to tour the country giving sermons in front of a big band. Tamar does all this with her most empathic quartet — first, teaching them the song (what dear quick studies they are) and then offering us the lesson of hope and gratitude, something we need in these days and nights.
Because Tamar and friends are on this planet, I thank my lucky stars. You are encouraged to join me in this emotion.
May your happiness increase!