So good to visit Liz’s review of Ida: Searchng for The Jazz Baby. A wonderful review with depth and texture to catch hold of.
How about the ‘Red Hot Mama’ performance by Ray Miller and the Orchestra? That’s a good get, Liz.
Pop over to Liz’s place and check out the review and her wonderful work.
Thanks again, Liz.
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Ida: Searching for the Jazz Baby by Australian poet Frank Prem is based on an intriguing premise: whether or not it’s possible to uncover the past life of someone who has lost her identity to madness or senility.
In this instance of lost identity, one of three women named Ida institutionalized in the Melbourne-Mayday Hills Asylum is rumored by a group of young amateur nurse-detectives to be none other than Ida Pender, paramour of notorious Melbourne gangster Lesley Squizzy Taylor, who was killed in a gunfight in 1927.
Ah, but which Ida is THE Ida, whom poet Prem later calls “my Ida”? Is she the one with “spindle legs” and “hands / shaped / into claws // just about / to strangle you? (“ida spider (I knew her when)”) Is she the poor soul who squawks like a parrot until the nurses…
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