RIP Antoine “Fats” Domino 2/26/20- 10/24/17
When I was a little kid and too young to know anything about anything, I heard “Ain’t That a Shame” and “Blueberry Hill,” and the deejay screaming from my little transistor radio, “All the way from New Orleans, here comes Fats Domino.”
Somewhere, deep inside, the songs resonated.
The sadness of “tears fallin’ like rain,” and the joy of how he “found a thrill,” pretty much covered the spectrum of emotions.
The beat was infectious; the voice soulful.
But for me, New Orleans would somehow always be Fats Domino singing and playing piano from inside that tiny transistor radio.
Tonight the moon will stand still over New Orleans, and tears will fall like rain….
- “A lot of fellows nowadays have a B.A., M.D., or Ph.D. Unfortunately, they don’t have a J.O.B.”
- “Everybody started calling my music rock and roll, but it wasn’t anything but the same rhythm and blues I’d been playing down in New Orleans.”
- “Clean living keeps me in shape. Righteous thoughts are my secret. And New Orleans home cooking.”
- “I traveled all over for about 50 years, I love a lot of places and I’ve been a lot of places, (but) I just don’t care to leave home.“