“HELLO-RHYTHM FIENDS!”

His own Story, written for Rhythm by

EDDIE LANG

World’s Guitar Ace.

SOURCE: RHYTHM, MODERN-MUSIC-MONTHLY, VOL V. NO. 60, SEPTEMBER 1932.

Having spent fifty years researching Eddie Lang and conducting numerous interviews with those who intimately knew him, the guitarist could not have written this article. Taciturn, a shy man of few words, he was not this type of a communicator. What we have here is his story, but not his words. I believe Kitty, Eddie Lang’s wife, actually wrote the piece for Rhythm. Kitty was at Lang’s side from the summer of 1926 on, and having been with him for six years at the time this article was put together, she had the details of his life and career well covered. A Rhythm staff member then tuned up (also edited?) the submitted copy for publication.

“HELLO-RHYTHM FIENDS!”

His own Story, written for Rhythm by

EDDIE LANG

World’s Guitar Ace

Most people start their musical education at an early age, and I, being no exception, started at the very tender age of one and a half years. 

My father was a maker of guitars in the old country, and he made me an instrument that consisted of a cigar-box with a broom handle attached, and strong thread was used for the string. I really don’t know what he called the instrument, but anyway it achieved its purpose, for it succeeded in keeping me quiet, which I am suspicious enough to image was my father’s main object.

A few years elapsed then I began to study the violin and played in the orchestra at the school I went to. Attending this school and also playing violin was a boy who has since become my inseparable pal, Joe Venuti.

After leaving school, my first real job on the violin came when Charlie Kerr signed me up to play with him for four years. Everything went well until banjo’s came into style, and then Charlie decided he wanted me to play banjo. Having fooled around with the guitar at home, banjo playing was not so hard to me as it might have been, and very soon after, I was specializing in banjo stop choruses. My next job was with the Scranton Sirens, who numbered in its personnel Tommy and Jimmy Dorsey.

The first good break came when I joined the Mound City Blue Blowers. They were an added attraction with Ray Miller’s Band, and as I had been offered very good money, I did not hesitate about joining them. They wanted me to play banjo, but as they already had a fellow playing banjo, I suggested that I should be allowed to play the guitar, and so improve the combination. We agreed to try it out, and it was quite successful.

Then came our contracts to go to London, and I would like to mention here that I was very much impressed by the charming manner in which the English musicians received us. They were very kind, ands showed us all the worth-while places of interest. We played at the Piccadilly Hotel, and also at some very expensive parties at one of which Prince Henry was a guest.

I remember distinctly how amused he was by our novelty orchestra. We also made several records which sold very well.

On returning to America, Joe Venuti and I had our own band at the Silver Slipper Café, Atlantic City, from which place we went to the Playground Café in New York.

Joe and I joined Roger Wolfe Kahn’s Band, and played with him until he disbanded the outfit.

I have made many records, and amongst these are my own solos, Rachmaninoff’s Prelude, Just a Little Love, a Little Kiss, April Kisses, Lilac Time, Rainbow End, and many others, In case they may be of interest, I have written out a few figures that I use, and these are shown in Examples 1 and 2.

(PLACEHOLDER IMAGE)

Joe and I also played in vaudeville with Jack Benny and also Frank Fay in and around New York City.

Then we joined Paul Whiteman, who had been trying to get us for some time but had been unsuccessful on account of a three years contract we had with Roger Wolfe Kahn. However, we were with him at last, and we went out to California to make The King of Jazz, spending ten wonderful months doing so. I had a special part in the picture, and this gave me quite a thrill. After finishing the work, we returned to New York and played vaudeville along with the picture.

In my spare moments I am a fisherman, and in this issue is a photo of Joe and I after a successful fishing trip (the camera can’t lie!).

Joe Venuti (left) and Eddie Lang (right) after a successful fishing trip at Miami, Florida (PLACEHOLDER IMAGE)

Well. It’s a fishy story, but they want it for Rhythm, and Rhythm always gets what it wants-hook, line, and sinker! So, greetings to Rhythm readers, in which Joe Venuti joins me.