The Song List Grows..and grows
November 12, 2008
As Time Goes By C
A Train Bb
After You’ve Gone C
A Foggy Day Db
All of Me C
All or Nothing at all Em
Be Meir Bis Du Eb
Black Coffee G
Body and Soul Ab
Blue Skies Am
But Beautiful Ab
Boulevard of Broken Dreams Em
Best is Yet to Come E
Can’t Take That away from Me G
Can’t Take that Away G
Crazy he calls me C
Cheek to Cheek G
Don’t Explain
Don’t Worry Bout Me C
Fascinating Rhythm D
Funny Valentine C
Give my Regards to Broadway Eb
I get a Kick out of You G
Fever Cm
It’s Don’t Mean a Thing Bb
I Can’t give you Anything but Love Eb
I Love Paris C
I Want to Be Happy Eb
Get Happy Ab
Let’ Get Away from it All F
Lover Man D
More than you Know
My Buddy Bb
Making Whoopie G
My Kind of Trouble is You F#
Pennies from Heaven C
Route 66 G
Smoke Gets in your Eyes A
Stormy Weather D
Summertime Bb
Satin Doll C
Sing, Sing, Sing Em
Side by Side G
Slow Boat to
The Man I Love G
Tomorrow Eb
Night and Day E
Lazy Afternoon G
Strangers in the Night A
Love and Marriage Eb
Let’s Get Lost Dmaj
Summer Wind E
All or Nothing at All Em
Embraceable You Bb
Just in Time Bb
My Way B
Nobody does it Better F
Don’t Get Around Much anymore Bb
Who Can I Turn To? Bb
Where or When C
Very good year C
Whiskey Bar Dm
More Db
Shadow of your Smile Bb
Wee Small Hours Ab
Luck be a Lady F
Witchcraft D
Second Time Around
A tisket, A Tasket G
Am I blue Bb
Beyond the Sea C
Blues Skies Bb
But Beautiful Ab
Cry me a River
Fine and Mellow F
Good Morning Heartache Db
How Long has This been Going On
I’ll be Seeing You C
I should care Eb
My Buddy Bb
Sentimental Journey C
Slow Boat to
Summertime Bb
Stormy Weather D
That’s All F
Where or When
On a Clear Day Emaj7
Tuxedo Junction Eb
Pennies from Heaven Eb
Honeysuckle Rose G
In the Mood F
Cheek to Cheek G
Bill Bailey Eb
Do Nothing till you Hear from Me
Cry me a River
Funny Valentine C
I’m Always Chasing Rainbows
Smoke Gets in your Eyes Ab
Fever Cm
Night and Day E
Juke Box Saturday Night
Hello Dolly G
I Could have Danced all Night D
Climb Every Mountain Bb
Make Someone Happy C
Moonlight in
Once in a While C
Let’s get Away from it All F
Me and my Gin
One Meatball
It Don’t Mean a Thing
Ain’t Misbehavin G
That Old Feeling C
Something Stupid Bb
Strangers in the Night A
Over the Rainbow
My Favorite Things Bbm
But Beautiful Bb
Diamonds are a Girls Best Friend C
Regards to Broadway Eb
A Taste of Honey Db
Pennies from Heaven C
People will say we’re in love Bb
Satin Doll C
Till There was You Bb
Unforgettable F
Kick out of you G
I’m all Smiles
Whiskey and Gin Bb
Cement Mixer C
Dancing on the Ceiling
The Parties Over
When the Saints come Marching C
When you Wish Upon a Star
Why Don’t you Do Right?
Sleepin Bee B
That Old Feeling C
When Sunny Gets Blue
Who can I Turn To
Deep Purple G
It was a Very Good Year Ab
I Got it Bad and That Ain’t Good
Is you or Is you Not my Baby
Just One of those Things
Old Devil Moon
Polka Dots and Moonbeams
Swing Low Sweet Chariot B
Just you, Just me
How High the Moon B
Im a fool to Want You
You’re Nobody till Somebody Loves you
Hit the Road to Dreamland
Until the Real Thing Comes Along
The Good Life
I Wanna be Around
Smile
Up a Lazy River
Gimme A Pigfoot and a Bottle of Beer
I’ve been working on the railroad
Always
I’ll never be the same Eb
I’m All Smiles
Deep Purple G
I Believe in You
Running Wild
Another Opening, Another Show
I Can’t stop Loving You G
Nevertheless, I’m in Love with You
Zing, went the strings C
Spring is Here Db
A Good Man is Hard to Find
After the Ball is Over
Here’s that Rainy Day
Hello Ma Baby C
Don’t Go to Strangers
Rawhide A
Im Beginning to See the Light F
You’d be So Nice to Come Home To Eb
Johnny One Note
Keepin out of Mischief Now
I Don’t Know Enough About You Bb
Let the Good Times Roll
Good Morning Heartache Db
I’ve Written a Letter to Daddy F
Pizza Every Night F minor
I should Care Eb
Get Happy
Happiness is Just a Thing Called Joe
Big Nobody
La Vie En Rose C
Nobodies Sweetheart Now Bb
I’ll Never be the Same Eb
Stout Hearted Men
SHOW BIZ WORLD LEADERS CONFUSED
May 7, 2008
Why must I be pigeon-holed by Show Biz middle management? I’m an actress, okay? I can play Doris Duke or Jesus, the carpenter. I am perfectly comfortable in those roles and many, many others which I cannot reveal due to contractual agreements. I am building a bomb shelter in Vermont. I am also hob-nobbing with the beautiful people in Newport. I am not singing. I don’t want to ruin my fun with nightclub clientele who shove wet napkins in my hand or tip-jar, with a song request/demand. The song is written in ink, the ink soaks through the napkin and on my hands. I itch my nose. Ink on my nose. I scratch my crotch. Ink on my cabaret gown. The song? New York, New York. Fly me To The Moon or Memories. period. that’s it. I like not singing New York, New York. I like not taking requests. I like not wearing long dresses or Marlene Dietrich garb. Just for a few more months. A few more hob-nobs. Another room on the bomb shelter. What’s the hurry now that I’ve finally recognized my “type” — grandma.
laurel casey 2007
April 15, 2008
April 1, 2008
Performance Art Piece at Salvation Cafe, April 1st, Newport, RI
March 27, 2008
I will be dragging a bowling ball on a chain wrapped around my ankle and wearing handcuffs. Otherwise, I intend to make appropriate small talk with party goers celebrating the first edition of a new magazine featuring one of my stories. I am honored to be included in the first edition of the Newpy News, and look forward to working with the editors on future issues. The bowling ball and handcuffs signify my mental state at the moment, and the confinement of said equipment will provoke a spontaneous and musically uplifting performance installation without signifigance although I will be suggesting that I am against slavery and the limitations of my First Amendment rights. Yes, it’s a powerful and physically challenging endeavor, as I recreate the most intricate dance sequences from “West Side Story.” 
The subtexts of both musical and magazine, being one in the same, will allow both audience participation and chanting. After singing “Somewhere” I will be reading from my latest vignette based on information collected during my Washington D.C. hotel visit with a Congressional Aide. He, may I add, is Hispanic and helped me to better understand reignited resentments of minorities in the United States. My performance installation, the first in a series of ten, will make absolutely no sense until, after three drinks, I write an essay explaining it in an application for an arts grant. The comedic value of this piece cannot be overstated.
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