Thursday, July 22, 2010

Get Into the Circle of Joy!

Just grab your hula hoop and your fabulous new Xylorimba, and define your Circle of Joy, why don't you? Because (according to this 1933 ad, anyway) Happy Days Are Here Again! And you are going to have a rich, full, interesting life as a Zylorimbist. Just like the slightly frightening man baring his teeth over there on the right, holding a mallet (no wonder his friends look so uneasy!).  He must be thinking about how he is going to make "big money playing at lodge meetings."

If that isn't the definition of fun, I don't know what is.

Speaking of definitions -  what, precisely, is a Xylorimba? Well, it's sort of like a xylophone with more of a range. That link goes to Wikipedia, and will tell you more than you ever wanted to know about the Xylorimba. But really, all you need to know is written all over that guy's face, in the ad. Look at him! He is not going to let anything get in the way of his Circle of Joy.

You see, Xylorimbists have fun everywhere because they stun and bore people into listening to endless plonkings on "the most spectacular of instruments." What larks you will have!

Below there is a lovely bonus recording from 1925 of a waltz called "Sweet Hawaiian Dreams" from the "Xylo-Rimba Orchestra (With Incidental Singing)." And you know what? It is kind of catchy and - well, fun. The Incidental Singing is fun, too - lots of enunciation going on.

[The ad is from Popular Mechanics, October 1933 - and the place where you could send away for away for all this circular joy? Where else but - Chicago?]

10 comments:

Pam@GoRetro said...

Oooo I love it! I've actually always wanted to play a xylophone - they make such a fun sound!

And BTW in case you didn't see my response to you yesterday, absolutely feel free to repost any ads, Lidian. Share and share alike.

Barbara said...

Now that's cool! Beats the hell out of the "fun" ukulele!!

I steal ads from Pam too!

Anonymous said...

Brings back memories of my past life at the sideshow in Coney Island.

Bossy Betty said...

I was SO born in the wrong era! This is exactly what I needed to jump start my stunning musical career!

Mimi said...

No practice? Count me in!

Kath Lockett said...

Now, *HE* might be in the hula hoop of joy, but the two women behind him are thinking, "Where's the hula hoop of silence?"

DrJulie-Ann said...

My college dorm-mate played the xylophone. She was in the marching band.

Maybe she should have taken up the xylorimba instead so that she could get into the circle of joy.

I'll let you all read between the lines.

Lidian said...

You know, I responded to all your lovely comments so nicely, and then Blogger ate them. And belched, virtually. But I loved them all. Thank you! :)

And thanks Pam, I might use some of your amazing ads some time :)

And my new CAPTCHA is DIESOZH as in

I made you diesozh-er comments but Blogger eated them.

Bill said...

Clearly, being in the Circle of Joy means picking up those xylorimba mallets, because Efram Xylorimbist Jr. is having a ball. The onlookers? Well...not so much, actually.

I really enjoyed the images shown on the waltz clip. Wouldn't it have been grand to have seen Hawaii back in that era?

Caleb said...

Although I do not disrespect the past, I am sooooo glad I am alive today and not then, but then again who knows maybe I was alive back then?