- published: 29 Jun 2016
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Panoram was the trademark name of a visual jukebox that played music accompanied by a synched, filmed image (the effect being the equivalent of today's music videos) popular within the United States during the 1940s. The device consisted of a jukebox playing a closed-loop 16mm film reel projected onto a glass screen.
The Panoram is now best known for the vast library of short, three-minute music videos that were created for it. Called soundies, these films featured most of the great musical stars of the period, including Duke Ellington, Count Basie, and Cab Calloway. Many of the filmed interludes survive and are considered a priceless archive.
The Panoram was priced more than $10,000 in 2006 dollars. It was generally seen in bars, cafes, and upscale dancing establishments where they ran as a curiosity. Following World War II, the device never recovered its previous popularity due to competition from television.
Panoram Boiler Room London Live Set
Panoram live in the Boiler Room
Panoram - There Was A Hole Here
The Bookie - Panoram
Soundies Played on a Mills Panoram
Panoram - Mute City Blues
PANORAM - EVERYONE IS A DOOR
Panoram – Hyperuranion
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Mills Panoram Jukebox
Walking down an alley
Deep in blue neon
A dead end for today
Under skyways worn
Concrete from far below
Rising up above
Surrounded by shadows
Garden without gods
All are strangers alike
All riding the blind
The purple of blind
The purple of their eyes
In reverie unwind
Circling sub-city
A rainbow appears
To calm down the fury
To calm all the fears
This random occurrance
Is only a sign
Of the incoherence
In the clockwork mind
A symphony of our time
Recalling the past
People in a decline
Denying the vibrations we're made of
Somber drama
Rolling down hill
Panorama
All is so still
Anyway, anyhow
Anyhow, anyway
End of all reason
Is what I go through
Yes, it is what I go through
Slip-sliding nation
Is what they must do
Yes, it is what they must do
Over the greying landscape
Under a deadened sky
Sitting on a mountain
I will stand aside
As I am a witness
I turn a blind eye
I am feeling helpless
But it passes by
Is this a modern legend?
Maybe a fairy tale
Just a future requiem
Cutting along the fiction that we're