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Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 35: Tio told him I was about the best jazz cornet player in town. In fact, Tio wrote back and said I was blowing my ass off.at — the arse/ass off under arse, n.
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 35: Tio told him I was about the best jazz cornet player in town. In fact, Tio wrote back and said I was blowing my ass off. Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 27: He started out hopping bells in the hotels around town.at hop bells (v.) under bell, n.1
(con. 1920s) Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 75: All you could hear in the place was that a ‘big hat’ man—meaning a guy with plenty of money—blew into town.at big hat (n.) under big, adj.
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 68: [T]he guy had a roll of bills big enough to choke an alligator.at big enough to choke a bull (adj.) under big, adj.
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 76: Even after the woman got fired [...] she would still come around and chin with the chorus girls.at chin, v.
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 16: There was a piano in this place, back of the saloon. The musicians would go back there to play, and the cornetists had cutting contests.at cutting contest, n.
(con. 1920s) Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 63: From Canal to St. Louis Street [...] there were many little two-room cribs that were rented to the whores. These places had shutters and doors and windows where the women sat or stood calling out to men as they passed by.at crib, n.1
(ref. to 1951) Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 93: This was in October, 1951, and that old Atlantic sure did cut up some; Captain Kurt Karlsen lost his ship, the Flying Enterprise, that winter.at cut up, v.1
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 68: I was blowing like everything at this time, but that didn’t mean anything to those guys [ibid.] 77: He laughed like everything at us.at like everything under everything, n.
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 29: He was a piano player from his heart and could also fake a little on trombone.at fake, v.1
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 82: This band had [...] a very nice Japanese kid called Joe on drums. Joe went for Chinese, though, because everyone was down on the Japanese because of the war.at go for, v.2
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 50: Ory felt he was no longer the King in New Orleans and he hit for the West Coast.at hit for, v.
(con. 1920s) Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 63: The first time I ever saw the game called Georgia Skin was at the Red Onion.at Georgia skin (n.) under Georgia, adj.
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 12: Remembering the beating they had taken from the Downtown guys, when I hadn’t helped them any, they knocked me down. Funny tried to tell them that I was from Uptown too, but it was too late; I had a big hickey on my head.at hickey, n.2
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 8: My Uncle Earnest was what they call in New Orleans a ‘humbug’ fellow—one that was always looking for trouble and always ready to shoot at the drop of a hat.at humbug, adj.
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 20: Now, Bessie was what they call a ‘payday woman’—I mean, she would go to the railroad camps on paydays.at payday woman, n.
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 27: Clerk Wade, a tall, good-looking boy who came to New Orleans from Memphis when he was very young [...] square as a brick but looked good in his clothes.at square as a brick (adv.) under square, adj.
Oh, Didn’t He Ramble 22: I told him I could play and that I knew all the standard tunes, including ‘Panama.’ So he stomped off on that and I really tore it up.at tear up, v.
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