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Actors: David Schifter (actor), Joe Montanti (writer), Joe Montanti (producer), Joe Montanti (actor), Joe Montanti (director), Gordon Price (actor), Brannigan Carter (director), Brannigan Carter (editor), Don A. King (actor), Phoebe Dollar (actress), John Henry Scott (actor), Brick Jackson (actor), Rob Kellum (actor), Terry Bowden (writer), Carla Stanley (actress),
Plot: When the Iron Jesters biker club hears their is a snitch in the midst, they send the Nutcase, the Warrior and the Old Fart to take care of the problem. The three embark on an adventure dealing with hit men, hot women, the DEA, and a new grandson in this action comedy that will warm your heart.
Genres: Crime, Drama, Short,Actors: Pinto Colvig (actor), Rudolf Ising (producer), Fred Quimby (producer), Scott Bradley (composer), Rudolf Ising (director), Jerry Brewer (director),
Genres: Animation, Comedy, Family, Short,Actors: Allen Fox (actor), John Gallaudet (actor), Joseph Crehan (actor), Ralph Faulkner (actor), Earl Dwire (actor), Frank Faylen (actor), Harry C. Bradley (actor), Bing Crosby (actor), Sig Arno (actor), George Eldredge (actor), Richard Denning (actor), A.S. 'Pop' Byron (actor), Jimmie Dundee (actor), Gene Collins (actor), Billy Gilbert (actor),
Plot: A penniless song writer, Larry Earl, is convinced he is going places in shown business, and convinces Mary, an assistant at an orphanage, to marry him. Fifteen months later they are still in love, but broke as Larry writes songs that won't sell and loses one job after another one. He stops to watch a group of newsboys singing and dancing, and decides to organize them into the greatest kid act to ever hit vaudeville. Mary persuades Proctor, a big theatrical manager, to book the act, and they are a big hit. Then Larry and his publicity agent, "Speed" King, launch a big publicity stunt---a talent train in which they travel across country holding auditions for young performers. Back in New York, Carlotta Salvini, an ex-OPera singer, brings in her talented fourteen-year-old-daughter, Jane, who has an amazing voice. Larry, to get the mother out of the way, offers Carlotta a forty-week vaudeville tour, and then goes to work to make a star out of Jane, by building Braodway's first all-kiddie musical revue around her. Opening night has "School Days" as the first act and the show and Jane are a big hit...until the Gerry Society, organized to protect working children, reminds Larry there is a law against children working after 10 p m., and the show closes. Larry's future appears dim at best.
Keywords: 1900s, 1910s, 1920s, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, actor-shares-last-name-with-character, americana, audition, ballet, broadway-manhattan-new-york-city, child-protectionI met this bloke who looked like a ghost
I’ve soon find out that he was not
He was a genuine count from Transylvania
He said: “Marry me. That’s where I’ll take you
To a ruined castle on the top of a cliff
Where the air’s so cold it will freeze your tits”
And there he taught me how to fly
Two lovers together in the purple sky
And we had bats for dinner and bats for tea
Bats for him and bats for me
A big fat rat for Sunday roast
For breakfast we had bats on toast
And when the cooking became a chaw
We just chopped them up and eat them raw
Or opened the window facing south
And let them fly straight in our mouths
Bats for dinner, bats for tea
Bats for dinner, bats for tea
Bats for dinner, bats for tea
Bats for tea
Neighbours didn’t like us much
They seemed to bear some sort of a grudge
Attacked the castle with flaming torches,
Burned the stables and stole the Porshes
Then our local vicar, a miserable tart,
Stabbed a wooden stake through my boyfriend’s heart
I escaped, but I’m alone again
In a one-room flat in Sydenham
And there’s no bats for dinner, no bats for tea,
No bats from the graves or the belfry
It’s peas and cabbage or Sunday roast
And if I’m lucky – beans on toast
And when the cooking becomes a chaw
I’ll just chop them up and eat them raw
And think of how things used to be
When there was just my count and me
There’s no fairy-tale castles in the sky,
But the room’s so cold it would make you cry
And still sometimes at night I fly
Over London’s dark grey sky
And think of him in another world
And hope he’s waiting for his girl
And there united we will be
Together forever for eternity
And there’ll be bats for dinner and bats for tea
Bats for him and bats for me
A big fat rat for Sunday roast
For breakfast we’ll have bats on toast
And when the cooking becomes a chaw
We’ll just chop them up and eat them raw
Or open the window facing south
And let them fly straight in our mouths
Bats for dinner, bats for tea
Bats for dinner, bats for tea
Bats for dinner, bats for tea