Dorothy Collins
Dorothy Collins (November 18, 1926 – July 21, 1994) was a Canadian/American singer, actress, and recording artist. She was born Marjorie Chandler in Windsor, Ontario, Canada, and adopted her stage name in her mid-teens.
Radio and TV
As a youngster, Collins sang on radio stations in Windsor and Detroit. In 1940, at age 14, she and her family were introduced to bandleader/composer Raymond Scott in Chicago. Shortly thereafter, she became Scott's protégée. In early 1942, at age 15, she became a featured vocalist with Scott's orchestra, performing on radio and on tour. Scott groomed her for stardom, which included coaching her vocals (pitch, phrasing, and delivery) and mentoring her performance skills. In the late 1940s, she contributed vocals to the revived Raymond Scott Quintette, a sextet that released records on the bandleader's own Master label and served as house band on the radio program Herb Shriner Time. In 1949, after Scott was hired to conduct the orchestra on the popular CBS Radio program, Lucky Strike's Your Hit Parade, Collins was trained by Scott to lead his sextet on tour in his absence.
Dorothy Collins (disambiguation)
Dorothy Collins can refer to
See also
Podcasts:
Dorothy Collins
ALBUMS
- Get Happy! released: 2010
- Songs by Dorothy Collins released: 2005
- Won't You Spend Christmas With Me released:
- Picnic: Sings Steve Allen released:
- Experiment Songs released:
Get Happy!
Released 2010- Moments to Remember
- Seven Days
- Four Walls
- Get Happy!
- All Full of Empty
- Would You Ever Hurt Me
- When Your Lover Has Gone
- Sing It Children, Sing It
- Spring in Maine
- This Could Be the Start of Something
- Twelve Gifts of Christmas
- Mister Santa
- From the Time You Say Goodbye
- Small World
- Never Love a Stranger
- That's All I Need
- Suddenly, There's a Valley
- Where Have You Been, Billy Boy?
- Out of This World
- Picnic
- South Rampart Street Parade
- Treasure of Love
- Christmas Comes but Once a Year
- Baby's First Christmas
- I See Your Face Before Me
- Crazy Rhythm
- I Want It to Be Right
- Singin' in the Rain
- Tweedlee Dee
Songs by Dorothy Collins
Released 2005- Sometimes I'm Happy
- Out of This World
- You Took Advantage of Me
- Here I Am in Love Again
- I See Your Face Before Me
- The Sky Fell Down
- When Your Lover Has Gone
- But Not for Me
- Come Rain or Come Shine
- Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry
- It Never Entered My Mind
- The Lady's in Love With You
- Tico Tico
- I'm Playing With Fire
- Me and My Imagination
- How Many Times
- Did I Remember
- After School
- By the Light of the Silvery Moon
- Earth Angel
- How Near to My Heart
- Istanbul
- It's Almost Tomorrow
- Ricochet
- Sincerely
- Stop, Let Me Off the Bus
- The Old Master Painter
- Tweedlee-Dee
- Unsuspecting Heart
- The Twelve Gifts of Christmas
Experiment Songs
- It's a Magnet
- Vibration
- We Know the Air Is There
- We're Making Heat
- Ice Is a Solid
- Why Do I Have a Shadow
- Rocks and Gems and Minerals
- The Earth Goes Around the Sun
- Why Is It Raining Rain
- Where Does the Sun Go at Night
- What's Inside Our Earth
- Where Does the Sun Rise
- How Many Colors Are in the Rainbow
- Who's Afraid of Thunder
- It's a Magnet, Reprise
Born: 1926-11-18
Died: 1994-07-21
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by Beautiful South
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by Tubes
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by Johnny Hallyday
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by Booth & The Bad Angel
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by Mc Zulu
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by The Beautiful South
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by The Nipple Erectors
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by Nipple Erectors
Hit Parade
by: Beautiful SouthNo one wrote a song for me
Just instrumental not too long
As sure as sure could ever be
You'd only get the lyrics wrong
No solo Chet Baker ever played
Lowered me slowly to my grave
The prose that Keats and Yates would save
Was for king and queen not knave
I have no poem that describes my charm
No story told that's short and sweet
I have no hymn, I have no psalm
This song I have it has no beat
Yes, it has no beat, and no tapping of feet
Yes, it has no beat, yes, it has no beat
Miles Davis played the black 'n' blues
Did he play for me to lose?
'Cause just when 'round midnight falls
That tune's not his it's Kenny Ball's
I have no poem that describes my charm
No story told that's short and sweet
I have no hymn, I have no psalm
This song I have it has no beat
Yes, it has no beat, yes, it has no beat
No, tapping of feet, yes, it has no beat
Now in that graveyard on that grave
On that tombstone in the shade
No poem written, no accolade
And no 'We loved you' ever sprayed
There's just this feeling from that moss
When epitaph you cannot read
He must have lived it at a budget cost
So he deserves to be beneath
I have no poem that describes my charm
No story told that's short and sweet
I have no hymn, I have no psalm
This song I have it has no beat
Yes, it has no beat, yes, it has no beat
And, no tapping feet, yes, it has no beat
All that William Robinson wrote
Not one of my pluses did he portray
Those lyrics stuck right down my throat