Tuesday, June 30, 2009

THE SONG OF THE SOUSED

Hey pallies, likes here is the original Entertainment Weekly postin' of the Ty Burr Dinoprose tagged "The Song Of The Soused." Clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram to go there. Dinorespectfully, DMP




THE SONG OF THE SOUSED
THE ORIGINAL SLACKER, DEAN MARTIN GLORIFIED THE LUSH LIFE ON STAGE AND SCREEN
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By Ty Burr Ty Burr
Ty Burr is a writer at large for EW and is no relation to Raymond or AaronIF THE SIGNAL attribute of late-20th-century American pop culture is cool, and if the essence of cool is the projection of detachment, then maybe -- just maybe -- Dean Martin was the real Chairman of the Board. Sinatra is the greater artist, of course, but in a way, that's what hangs him up -- despite naming an album No One Cares, Sinatra obviously has cared, especially about his music. But Martin, who died Christmas Day from acute respiratory failure at age 78, never seemed to give a rat pack about anything. He achieved success on the charts, in movies, even on TV (the one arena that Ol' Blue Eyes never conquered) while floating above the fray with bibulous serenity. In an industry of self-publicists, Dean Martin remained insistently unknowable.

That quality gave him charisma while marking him as a lightweight, made him seem absurdly passe by the mid-'70s while giving him a weird, nearly existential purity in his final decades. Slackers may be sipping martinis and neo-hipsters like Greg Mangus might be singing Martinesquely, but there was no Bennett-style comeback for Martin; in fact, he sourly bailed out of a 1988 reunion tour with Sinatra and Sammy Davis Jr. after hollering ''I wanna go home!'' from the stage and flicking a lit cigarette butt into the audience. His ex-wife Jeanne, to whom he was married for 23 years, once sighed, ''There's either nothing under there or too much.'' Nick Tosches' 1992 biography, Dino: Living High in the Dirty Business of Dreams, calls him a menefreghista, Italian for ''one who simply does not give a f -- -.''

Born Dino Paul Crocetti on June 17, 1917, Martin grew up the son of an immigrant barber in Steubenville, Ohio. He worshiped at the altar of Bing Crosby and made a go at a singing career, mutating from Dino Crocetti to Dino Martini to Dean Martin, and picking up a new nose in the process. In 1946, he and a lantern-jawed comedian named Jerry Lewis began kibitzing in on each other's acts; by the time the duo played Slapsie Maxie's in Los Angeles two years later, they had the industry in their palms.

Sixteen hugely popular Martin and Lewis films followed in seven years, and as the comedian's ambitions ballooned, Martin simmered, despite having a successful recording career on Capitol that crested with the 1953 top hit ''That's Amore.'' By 1956, tired of breakups and makeups with the insecure Lewis, Martin told him, ''You can talk about love all you want. To me, you're nothing but a f -- -ing dollar sign.'' And he was outta there, pally. Martin never looked back, rarely acknowledging Lewis' existence, while his ex-partner erupted in public outpourings of separation anxiety. (Lewis was too ''shattered by grief'' to comment on Martin's death, according to Lewis' manager.)

No one thought Martin would make it on his own. Reviews for his first solo film, Ten Thousand Bedrooms, were brutal (''Apart [from Lewis], Mr. Martin is a fellow with little humor and a modicum of charm,'' said The New York Times). But Martin's ensuing choices were inspired: a GI in The Young Lions opposite Brando, an alcoholic deputy (his best dramatic role) in Rio Bravo. Then the Rat Pack came calling, offering the position of Frankie Lite alongside Sinatra, Davis, Peter Lawford, and Joey Bishop in movies and Vegas nightclubs. To make his allegiance clear, Martin left Capitol to record on, and financially back, Sinatra's Reprise Records. His apotheosis came in 1964: ''Everybody Loves Somebody'' knocked the Beatles out of the No. 1 spot, and he starred in Billy Wilder's Kiss Me, Stupid, which epitomized Martin's persona as a lovable, lecherous lush. Condemned by critics and the Catholic Legion of Decency, Stupid was the Showgirls of its day, yet its acrid playboy nihilism may be the closest he came to a personal statement.

The next year saw the debut of The Dean Martin Show, a variety program that ran for nine successful seasons on NBC. Yet pop culture was shifting away from him: The show's va-va-voom chorus line, the Golddiggers, caused the National Organization for Women to give Martin a Keep-Her-in-Her-Place award during the final season. The Matt Helm spy spoof series that began promisingly with 1966's The Silencers quickly ran aground with three limp follow-ups. His records veered toward workaday country; Martin would lay down vocals only after producer Jimmy Bowen had recorded all the other tracks.

The late '70s and '80s saw Martin slope off into halfhearted singing gigs and celebrity roasts featuring the likes of Milton Berle and Foster Brooks -- Last Suppers for the borscht belt. After his son Dino Jr., 35, died in a 1987 plane crash, Martin seemed to vanish into himself. He haunted Hollywood restaurants, alone, with an ever-present drink in his hand. ''I'm just waiting to die,'' Paul Anka says Martin told him one night.

But that tragic vision doesn't square. Tragedy necessitates self-knowledge, and indications are that Dean Martin rolled blissfully on the waves of unthinking fortune to the end of his days. ''He had no interest in his own life,'' says biographer Tosches. ''He was completely content in his solitude. I wanted him to hit 80. That was the age that Buddha was when he died. I kind of thought of him as an American Buddha.''

-QUOT-

After his son Dino Jr. died in 1987, Martin seemed to vanish into himself

AMERICAN BUDDHA by Ty Burr

Hey pallies, was searchin' for more info on our Dino and his amazin' detachment from everythin' and by googlin' found this piece of Dinoprose written by a dude tagged Ty Burr that speaks of our Dino bein' the American Buddha.

So loves this notion of our Dino bein' the American Buddha that was first purposed by Nick Tosches as Dinonoted here. Clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram to read this in it's original geocites site. Will continue to search for more Dinorefs to our Dino and his detached personality.... Dinolearnin', DMP

AMERICAN BUDDHA



The original slacker, Dean Martin glorified the lush life on stage and screen.

By Ty Burr


If the signal attribute of late-20th-century American pop culture is cool, and if the essence of cool is the projection of detachment, then maybe--just maybe--Dean Martin was the real Chairman of the Board. Sinatra is the greater artist, of course, but in a way, that's what hangs him up--despite naming an album No One Cares, Sinatra obviously has cared, especially about his music. But Martin, who died Christmas Day 1995 from acute respiratory failure at age 78, never seemed to give a rat pack about anything. He achieved success on the charts, in movies, even on TV (the one arena that Ol' Blue Eyes never conquered) while floating above the fray with bibulous serenity. In an industry of self-publicists, Dean Martin remained insistently unknowable.


That quality gave him charisma while marking him as a lightweight, made him seem absurdly passe by the mid-'70s while giving him a weird, nearly existential purity in his final decades. Slackers may be sipping martinis and neo-hipsters like Greg Mangus might be singing Martinesquely, but there was no Bennett-style comeback for Martin; in fact, he sourly bailed out of a 1988 reunion tour with Sinatra and Sammy Davis Jr. after hollering "I wanna go home!" from the stage and flicking a lit cigarette butt into the audience. His ex-wife Jeanne, to whom he was married for 23 years, once sighed, "There's either nothing under there or too much." Nick Tosches' 1992 biography, Dino: Living High in the Dirty Business of Dreams, calls him a menefreghista, Italian for "one who simply does not give a f---."


Born Dino Paul Crocetti on June 17, 1917, Martin grew up the son of an immigrant barber in Steubenville, Ohio. He worshipped at the altar of Bing Crosby and made a go at a singing career, mutating from Dino Crocetti to Dino Martini to Dean Martin, and picking up a new nose in the process. In 1946, he and a lantern-jawed comedian named Jerry Lewis began kibitzing in on each other's acts; by the time the duo played Slapsie Maxie's in Los Angeles two years later, they had the industry in their palms.


Sixteen hugely popular Martin and Lewis films followed in seven years, and as the comedian's ambitions ballooned, Martin simmered, despite having a successful recording career on Capitol that crested with the 1953 top hit "That's Amore." By 1956, tired of breakups and makeups with the insecure Lewis, Martin told him, "You can talk about love all you want. To me, you're nothing but a f---ing dollar sign." And he was outta there, pally. Martin never looked back, rarely acknowledging Lewis' existence, while his ex-partner erupted in public outpourings of separation anxiety. (Lewis was too "shattered by grief" to comment on Martin's death, according to Lewis' manager.)


No one thought Martin would make it on his own. Reviews for his first solo film, Ten Thousand Bedrooms, were brutal ("Apart [from Lewis], Mr. Martin is a fellow with little humor and a modicum of charm," said The New York Times). But Martin's ensuing choices were inspired: a GI in The Young Lions opposite Brando, an alcoholic deputy (his best dramatic role) in Rio Bravo.


Then the Rat Pack came calling, offering the position of Frankie Lite alongside Sinatra, Davis, Peter Lawford, and Joey Bishop in movies and Vegas nightclubs. To make his allegiance clear, Martin left Capitol to record on, and financially back, Sinatra's Reprise Records. His apotheosis came in 1964: "Everybody Loves Somebody" knocked the Beatles out of the No. 1 spot, and he starred in Billy Wilder's Kiss Me, Stupid, which epitomized Martin's persona as a lovable, lecherous lush. Condemned by critics and the Catholic Legion of Decency, Stupid was the Showgirls of its day, yet its acrid playboy nihilism may be the closest he came to a personal statement.


The next year saw the debut of The Dean Martin Show, a variety program that ran for nine successful seasons on NBC. Yet pop culture was shifting away from him: The show's va-va-voom chorus line, the Golddiggers, caused the National Organization for Women to give Martin a Keep-Her-in-Her-Place award during the final season. The Matt Helm spy spoof series that began promisingly with 1966's The Silencers quickly ran aground with three limp follow-ups. His records veered toward workaday country; Martin would lay down vocals only after producer Jimmy Bowen had recorded all the other tracks.


The late '70s and '80s saw Martin slope off into halfhearted singing gigs and celebrity roasts featuring the likes of Milton Berle and Foster Brooks--Last Suppers for the borscht belt. After his son Dino Jr., 35, died in a 1987 plane crash, Martin seemed to vanish into himself. He haunted Hollywood restaurants, alone, with an ever-present drink in his hand. "I'm just waiting to die," Paul Anka says Martin told him one night.


But that tragic vision doesn't square. Tragedy necessitates self-knowledge, and indications are that Dean Martin rolled blissfully on the waves of unthinking fortune to the end of his days. "He had no interest in his own life," says biographer Tosches. "He was completely content in his solitude. I wanted him to hit 80. That was the age that Buddha was when he died. I kind of thought of him as an American Buddha."

SECRET OF HAPPINESS

Hey pallies, likes here is more of the Dinobuddha stuff....loves this section for Nick Tosches' Dinobio where our Dino speaks of his secret to happiness.

To view this in it's original geocities format, just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram. Dinohappily, DMP

SECRET OF HAPPINESS



AMERICAN BUDDHA



"How's it going?" someone asked him at the Riviera Country Country Club one day.

"Beautiful," he said. "It's great. I wake up every morning. Massive bowel movement. The Mexican maid makes me some breakfast. Down to the club here. At least nine holes. A nice lunch. Go home, sit by the TV. The Mexican maid makes me a nice dinner. A few drinks. Go to bed. Wake up the next morning. Another massive bowel movement. Beautiful. This is my life."


from
Dino: Living High in the Dirty Business of Dreams by Nick Tosches)

Monday, June 29, 2009

a rigorous, admiring of the way Dean Martin unconsciously — or maybe consciously — deconstructed the medium of television every week o

Hey pallies, likes you all knows how much I loves to read 'bout other famous people who loves our Dino...well I found this New York Times Article tagged....."A Round Peg" by Randy Kennedy (clicks on tagg of this Dinogram to go there)...that shares artist/ writer Dan Graham's passion for our Dino....woulda loves to read the Dinoarticle that he wrote for Fusion Mag or the book "Rock My Religion" that also includes that Dinoessay.

Alas, I was not able to find the article (yet) and the book is long outta print....but you can trust that this Dinoholic wiil keeps on tryin' to find this Dinoprose. Below is the portion of the article that mentions Mr. Graham's facination with our Dino's amazin' persona.

Loves how Graham puts our Dino "in the unlikely company of Brecht and Godard." Likes how very cool to have our Dino compared to other existentialists Likes how wonderful to find such insight into our Dino's persons....likes our great man is always so detached from the world. Dinoadmirin', DMP




He wanted to be a writer, and when this passion united with another for rock music, he began a sporadic career as an odd sort of critic. One of his often-cited pieces, published in the rock magazine Fusion in 1969, wasn’t about music at all; it was a rigorous, admiring deconstruction of the way Dean Martin unconsciously — or maybe consciously — deconstructed the medium of television every week on his variety show through the creation of his shambling, supposedly bourbon-saturated persona.

“The audience is never ‘taken in’ by the myth of Deano’s ‘personality,’ ” Mr. Graham wrote, putting Martin in the unlikely company of Brecht and Godard. “Instead, it is made aware that this is an artifice — the sustaining scaffold necessary to support the premise of the show.”

..... but he loved Dean Martin.

Hey pallies, loves hearin' other entertainers speak of their Dinolove. At a site tagged p b pulse....with the p b standin' for Palm Beach ....found this great article by Scott Eyman, "Legendary singer Vic Damone loved the art, not the biz," where Mr. Damone speaks of his love of our Dino and tells 'bout a time he and our Dino were golfin' together.

Does so love to hear more and more tales of the life and times of our Dino and Mr. Damone shares a great story with great insight into our great man. Am just sharin' the portion of the article that pertains to our Dino, but to read it all, likes just clicks on tagg of this Dinogram to go there. Dinodevotedly, DMP





On balance, he seems to have respected Sinatra, but he loved Dean Martin. “Dean was the best. He had such charisma on stage. Everybody thinks Dean’s singing model was Crosby. No. It was Harry Mills of the Mills Brothers. That’s who he sang like, and that’s who he idolized.

“One time Dean and I were playing golf with a couple of other guys. They were cheating. I saw it and pointed it out to Dean.

“”They’re cheating,’ I said.

“”I know.’

“”How can you play with them if you know they’re cheating?’

“”It’s OK. After this, we’re playing gin.’ And then I remembered that Dean had started out as a dealer and could make a deck of cards sit up and dance if he wanted to. One way or another, Dean was going to make the money back.”

A Little Light Relief... our Dino, Vic, and Allen

Hey pallies, our Dino is so so good to this pallie. After readin' 'bout Mr. Damone's love for our Dino, I thought how cool woulda it be if there was a Dinoclip of our Dino and Mr. Vic....well 'nother blogger tagged Mac at her cool blog Mulier Fortis (clicks on tagg of this Dinopost to go there) yesterDinoday posted this classic clip of our Dino and Mr. Vic with Mr. Allen Sherman as well.

So knowin' how much Vic Damone loves our Dino enjoys this stellar clip. Dinosharin', DMP

Sunday, 28 June 2009
A Little Light Relief...
Something or other reminded me about the Camp Granada song, and I decided to have a look on You Tube to see if there was a better version. I got sidetracked by these three - Allan Sherman, Dean Martin and Vic Damone - having a whale of a time...


...it is always great to see people really having fun, and these entertainers are having real difficulty keeping straight faces (and one really can't sing with an attack of the giggles!)


The sound quality isn't brilliant, but be patient.




Posted by Mac McLernon at 28.6.09

It has Dean Martin in it......

Hey pallies, found this cool post by a dude tagged sancerre at the Daily Kos site on the series "The Misadventures of Sheriff Lobo." Clicks on tagg of this Dinopost to goes there.

Well as you Dinoholics will recall our Dino did an episode of that series that was tagged "Dean Martin and the Moon Shiners".....likes what coulda be more appro for our Dino?!??!?

Anyway in this sancerre guy's esteemed opinion the Dinoescapade ranks numero uno in his book...now ain't that the coolest....and as a total Dinoaddict likes I coulda agree with him more....our Dino is always the bestest of the best.



The 10 Best Sheriff Lobo Episodes
by sancerre2001
Share this on Twitter - The 10 Best Sheriff Lobo Episodes Sat Jun 27, 2009 at 02:37:48 PM PDT
It's a trend on Daily Kos that I couldn't resist being a part of.

First we had the 10 Best Simpson's episodes, the Seinfeld, then Buffy.

Well, I can't let Loboheads not have a voice here on Daily Kos.

The following is a list of my 10 favorite Sheriff Lobo episodes. I'll dispense with the synopses, Loboheads know what happened.

Note: this is a very subjective list. Your list will differ, no doubt, and I'll leave out episodes that other Loboheads will think are classics. So be it, that's what comment threads are for.

sancerre2001's diary :: ::
Here we go, sanceree2001's top 10 Sheriff Lobo episodes. Let the controversy begin!

10. Lobo and the Pirates - What can be said about this season 2 gem...sublime, hilarious, thought provoking. Many squad cars are destroyed.

9.The Girls with the Stolen Bodies - If you were to point to a template of the ideal Lobo episode, this would be it. Girls, Bodies, Stolen things. A classic.

8.Who's the Sexiest Girl in the World? - I lurve this episode, which seeks to answer an age old question, how many squad cars can you destroy in one hour?

7.The Big Game (aka The Panhandle Pussycats Come to Orly) The third episode produced, this put Lobo on the map. Unfortunately, the Panhandle Pussycats broke up right after this Lobosode aired, I guess the pressure was too much.

6.Keep on Buckin' - The last episode, sadly, and on many Loboheads list of best ever! If Fellini had been alive at the time, he would have directed this episode, it's that good.
5.Run for the Money (2) [begun on B.J. and the Bear] - The Odyssey of Late 70's TV. Wow, many, many, many squad cars are demolished.

4.The Roller Disco Karate Kaper - One of the many Lobo episodes that capture the spirit of the 70's perfectly.

3. The Day That Shark Ate Lobo - The one that started the whole Lobo phenomenom. Remember Lobomania, this is the episode that started it. It rocketed straight to #51 in the Nielson ratings.

2.The Senator Votes Absentee - I'm a politics junkie, and this is 60 minutes of pure politics, and squad car destruction. Put this Lobosode up with Mr. Smith Goes To Washington and All The Presidents Men.

1.Dean Martin and the Moonshiners - What can I add to the pages and pages of scholarship devoted to Dean Martin and the Moonshiners? Nothing. Let me just say, this is the best thing ever produced in the southern-based, squad car destroying, Waylon Jennings theme songing, chimpanzee starring, short-short wearing genre. It has Dean Martin in it for God's sake.

Dean Martin and the Moonshiners...The Missadventures of Sheriff Lobo

Hey pallies, after postin' 'bout the Dinoclassic Dinoepisode of "Dean Martin and the Moonshiners" bein' the best of the best of "The Misadventures of Sheriff Lobo"...I found the whole episode at youtube...so enjoys seein' our Dino's and the Sheriff...

Never ever have seen this before, so so lookin' Dinoforward to this Dinotreat.... Dinodiggin', DMP










Saturday, June 27, 2009

This Swinger Is Dean Martin's Son, Dorothy Hamill's Man and Maybe the Next Robert Redford

Hey pallies, and here is an earlier article from People 'bout Dino's beloved boypallie Dino Jr. In this piece of Dino prose we read some cool insights into our Dino by Dino Jr. includin' the one shared by Nick Tosches in his stellar Dinobio..."I don't know him very well. We have never had a tremendous heart-to-heart conversation." And there is so much more here as well such as Dino Jr.'s perspective on smokin' grass..."It thuds me out, and tennis means more to me than getting high."

So enjoys learnin' more 'bout our great man's great boypallie. And, as Dinousual, just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram to go to the original site. Dinodevotedly, DMP





November 06, 1978 Vol. 10 No. 19

This Swinger Is Dean Martin's Son, Dorothy Hamill's Man and Maybe the Next Robert RedfordBy Martha Smilgis


If Dean Paul Martin, 26, has a fantasy about proving himself to the old man, it would be to wind up on Dino's TV dais—but as a tennis star rather than showbiz roastee. In fact, young Dino is so gone on the game that when producer Bob (Love Story) Evans asked him to star opposite his own ex-wife Ali MacGraw in the upcoming tennis film Players, Dean hesitated. "I'm just starting to cook with my game, and I've waited years for this," he explained. "This" was a two-year contract to play in the World Team Tennis league and a global ranking of about 250th at best. Actually, he's probably won more clippings for dating skating star Dorothy Hamill than for his skill on the courts, and Evans, a onetime actor himself, persuaded Martin to test. "They liked my look with Ali," allows Dean, who then accepted the role as long as he could stay for at least half the WTT season. "Dean would rather be Bj√∂rn Borg than Robert Redford," puzzles Evans, "but I think he will be Redford."

"People assume that because of my father I would naturally fall into the entertainment world," says Dean. Raised in Beverly Hills, he is the oldest of three children from Dino Martin's second of three marriages. Dean got his blond, blue-eyed looks from his mother, Jeanne Biegger, and his footwork from Pop (who boxed at 15 as Kid Crocetti and later played baseball). "He taught me smoothness, a nonpanic, play-deliberate attitude," says Dean. "He is not as out-to-lunch as his image makes him. The truth is that he is very complex. If he drank as much as everyone says he does, he would be dead." Then Dino's son adds ruefully: "I don't know him very well. We have never had a tremendous heart-to-heart conversation."

Early on, the boy suffered the trauma of being a celebrity brat, and sports became his way to prove himself to his peers. By 11, he was being coached by tennis ace Pancho Segura, now Jimmy Connors' mentor. At 13, Dean abandoned the junior tourney trail to form a teenybop rock group—Dino, Desi and Billy—with Desi Arnaz Jr. and Billy Hinsche (later with the Beach Boys). They, incredibly, had several hits (remember I'm a Fool?), but Dean still regrets the interruption. "When I was out there rocking and rolling, Connors, Gottfried and Stockton were in the semis and quarters," he laments. Later at UCLA, Dean was on the same NCAA championship squad with Connors. Then, at 19, Dean dropped out of college to marry British actress Olivia (Death on the Nile) Hussey. They were divorced within four years. "If you have to go through such a thing, we did it the best possible way," he reflects. "There is no bitterness."

A versatile jock, Dean along the way played wide receiver ("extremely wide") on the semipro Las Vegas Casinos football team. "We weren't good, but we were real dirty," he laughs. Later he was recruited by the now defunct World Football League but instead returned to college, this time at USC, for premed and more tennis. "Pancho told me in tennis I had a chance, albeit slim," he says. "In football I could be over and done in one game."

In 1974 Dean was arrested for possession of unregistered World War II guns. He pleaded guilty, explaining that he started his $30,000 collection when he was 12 but failed to keep up with registration laws. "Patty Hearst was running around then," he recalls. "They tried to link me to subversive groups. They got me because they wanted someone with a name." The collection, most of which he got back, is now crated in his mother's cellar. "There was a lot going down in Beverly Hills when I was growing up. A lot of kids didn't make it through the drug era," observes Dean, who credits athletics with saving him. Nowadays he won't even smoke grass. "It thuds me out, and tennis means more to me than getting high."

Home is a one-bedroom apartment in Phoenix, where his WTT club, the Racquets, is based. When back in L.A. he shares a Beverly Hills cliff-hanger with Desi Arnaz Jr., who introduced Dean to his lady of the last two years. "I didn't really mean to get involved with Hamill," Dean admits, "because the less distraction the better." Nevertheless, she has visited him on his Players location once for a week, and he waxes smitten. "To be No. 1 you have to have a fanatical attitude. Dorothy will be up and at the rink at 5:30 in the morning." Not exactly his father's son, Dean doesn't drink and practices tennis six fevered hours a day.

Though Bob Evans has signed him to a five-picture deal, Dean insists, "I've got to concentrate on tennis now, films later." But there are times he mulls the not-so-harsh reality: "I'm not thrilled with movies," he says, "but I can make more in a year acting than either Connors or Borg did playing."

Move Over, Charles and Di—Dorothy Hamill and Dean Paul Martin Plot a Royal Wedding L.A.-Style

Hey pallies, likes I have been doin' some more googlin' of our Dino and was so thrilled to find two more articles 'bout our Dino's beloved boypallie at People Mag.

This one is 'bout the upcomin' marriage of Dino Jr. to Miss Dorothy Hamill. Lots of cool details 'bout Dino Jr. and his relationship with Miss Dorothy...loves learnin' more 'bout our Dino and Family Martin...especially Dino Jr....the apple of our Dino's eye.

As usual, to read this in it's original form, just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram. Dinolearnin', DMP



January 11, 1982 Vol. 17 No. 1

Move Over, Charles and Di—Dorothy Hamill and Dean Paul Martin Plot a Royal Wedding L.A.-StyleBy Suzanne Adelson

Famous skater Dorothy Hamill, 25, and famous son Dean Paul Martin, 30, have been going together longer than many people in Hollywood stay married—five years. But until now their romance has seemed so quiet it has left gossip columnists grasping for items. He's nice, she's nice. He's handsome, she's pretty. He's pensive and shy, she's giggly and shy. About the worst you can say about them is that Dorothy went through a brief temperamental period in 1976 trying to cope with success after the Winter Olympics in Innsbruck, and Dean has already had more careers than his father has had wives.

This Friday, though, the ice princess from Connecticut and her beau are scheduled to make news in a big way—a grand old-fashioned Hollywood wedding at All Saints Episcopal Church in Beverly Hills. Besides family, the guest list features names like Frank Sinatra, Kenny Rogers, Lucille Ball, Desi Arnaz Sr. and Jr., Milton Berle, Rod and Alana Stewart, Vitas Gerulaitis, Jimmy Connors and Ali MacGraw. About the only famous friends not invited are Ronald and Nancy Reagan, who were Dorothy's former neighbors in Pacific Palisades. "On the one hand, we felt it would be impossible for him to attend," she explains, "and on the other, if he did, it would ruin the whole thing—all that publicity and security."

Dorothy and Dean are, in short, as close as Hollywood can come to a royal couple. After a 10-day honeymoon—"near the ice," Dorothy reports, "somewhere like Sun Valley or Lake Tahoe"—she will be off to the New Jersey Meadowlands with Ice Capades, while he will plunge into talks with ABC execs in L.A. about a possible TV series. "I've made a commitment to concentrate on my career as an entertainer," says Dean. "I want to be home-based now." Their new home is an enviable base: a dazzling two-bedroom wood-and-glass house on a hill in Benedict Canyon. Dean is also committed to one weekend a month with the California Air National Guard, having earned his pilot's wings last year. Both he and Dorothy hope to minimize the chronic schedule conflicts that have plagued their relationship from the start. "I once gave us only a 50-50 chance of making it," Dean says. "But the bottom line is that we've always wanted to be together. And I hope and believe that will stay true for us for a long time."

Their first date was a classic example of what movie scripters call "meeting cute." His best pal, Desi Jr., had read that Hamill, fresh from the '76 Olympics, was in L.A. Knowing that Dean was interested, Desi called her, got a date for dinner and asked if he could bring a friend along. Midway through dinner he went table-hopping, leaving Dorothy and Dean staring into each other's eyes, though not in rapture. "There Dean and I sat, two painfully shy people twiddling our thumbs and not knowing what to say—especially me," Dorothy recalls. "I thought Dean was so handsome and funny and sweet and I said to myself, 'He can have any girl he wants, so I know this won't lead to anything.' " But then a dance together broke the ice, and the next night they dined without Desi.

Dean and Dorothy grew up literally and figuratively a continent apart. She was born in wealthy, conservative Riverside, Conn., where her father, Chalmers, is a Pitney Bowes executive. She has been concentrating on skating since she was 8 years old. She won the U.S. Novice Ladies Championship at 12, and at 15 she and her mother, Carol, moved to Denver to be near her coach. At 19, she soared into the world's hearts with her winning smile and form at the Olympics and immediately turned pro. The pressures that followed were so intense she wound up with a bleeding ulcer. In all those years of training, almost her only nonskating interest was boys. "I was always falling in and out of love," Dorothy says. "I was engaged when I was 16 to the first guy I ever dated, but my father told him I was too young."

In contrast to her single-mindedness, Dean has tried at least six callings. At 13, he, Desi Jr. and Billy Hinsche formed a teenybop group called Dino, Desi and Billy and almost immediately hit the rock music charts. Later, as a student at UCLA, he played on the NCAA championship tennis team with pal Jimmy Connors, then dropped out and eventually turned pro, working his way up to 115 in the circuit rankings. In 1979 he starred in a tennis movie, Players, with Ali MacGraw. Along the way he was a semipro football player and auto racer who dropped into and out of premed and aeronautical engineering programs at USC. His first marriage, at 19, to actress Olivia Hussey ended amicably after four years; their son, Alexander, now 8, lives with Olivia and her second husband. That experience is one reason Dean was in no hurry to try again. "When you go through a failed marriage," he says, "you're wary about getting involved again."

His romance with Dorothy had more rough patches than most people knew. "We had rocky moments not being able to be together," Dean says. "I became an Ice Capades groupie when I was off the tennis circuit. And it was difficult for Dorothy because my tour was in Europe and the Orient for months at a time." She agrees: "I'd get so lonesome, especially in the summer. That was my slack period and he was always off somewhere. I was mad and bored and upset." Her parents, moreover, were wary of him. "You see what he looks like—not too shabby, huh?" says Dorothy. "And he had this reputation as a Hollywood playboy." But Dorothy's parents have long since come around, and Dean Martin Sr. is delighted. "I'm crazy about her," he cracks. "Look how close she is to the ice."

In Dean Jr., caution seems almost a matter of principle. "He thinks too much," says Dorothy. "That's the thing that bothers me most." In fact, he never did pop the question exactly. "It was a quiet evening in his apartment in West Hollywood," she recalls. "He had his wallet and keys and sunglasses and appointment book in his usual neat pile on his dresser and I saw this little black box. He said, 'That's for you,' and I said, 'Little black boxes frighten me.' But he made me open it and there was a ring and then I said, 'I guess I'm getting married, huh?' He's the most unromantic person in the world." (The ring, though, was extravagant—four baguette diamonds in a gold setting.)

"I fell head over heels in love with Dean from the very beginning," Dorothy says. "But it took a long time for him to feel that way. I don't think he was too sure about me for a long time. I still don't think he's too sure about me." Laughing, Dean interrupts: "But it's too late now."

The John Boehner ...as if he were Dean Martin during Rat Pack reunion on the stage of the Sands.

Hey pallies, as Dinofaithful readers know I tries to keep ilovedinomartin apolitico...but does likes to share Dinorefs from all over the Dinospectrum as on occasion even in the political arena.

Well here is a cool Dinoref 'bout Ohio representative John Boehner who previously in this blogg has been referred to as the Dean Martin on Capitol Hill. As you recall Mr. Boehner and our Dino have much in common...both comes from Ohio, both loves to play golf, and both loves their smokes...

This comes from a cool post by Glenn Thrush on the Politico blogg...just clicks on tagg of this Dinopost to go there. Loves seein' the name of our Dino lifted up in so many many Dinodifferent Dinoways... Dinolovin', DMP



June 26, 2009
Categories: Energy

The John Boehner Experience UPDATED

UPDATE: It's over after an hour.

John Boehner is doing his version of a filibuster on the climate bill, cheered by a loose and happy handful of GOP diehards egging him on as if he were Dean Martin during Rat Pack reunion on the stage of the Sands.

Right now, he's about halfway through his dramatic reading of the 300-plus page "manager's amendment" of the bill, cycling through the fine print in a gravelly Midwesterner's voice — unencumbered by any time limits under arcane House custom.

Speaker Nancy Pelosi appeared momentarily on the floor and left quickly, wearing an arctic white pantsuit, perhaps to represent the purity of a more promising environmental future.

There's a serious undertone here: The Democrats probably have the votes needed for passage, but some Dems have e-mailed me, nervous about how long they could hold the line if the minority leader keeps at it for a few more hours.

"This won't last too long," joked a Democratic aide, "He's got to take a break for a smoke."

Early on, Boehner was interrupted by Energy and Commerce Chairman Henry Waxman (D-Calif.), who asked "Do we have historical records that might be broken tonight in an attempt to try to get some members to leave during a close vote?"

Waxman was referring to last Thursday, when the GOP broke a day-voting record by calling for 53 procedural votes, grinding the House business to halt.

Boehner hit back: "The chairman has had his 30 years to put this bill together," a reference to Waxman's push for a similar bill in the early 1980s.

The California Democrat, known for holding his tongue and biding his time, slumped back into his chair and began working his BlackBerry.

Rep. John Dingell, whom Waxman deposed as the committee's chairman earlier this year, was under no such obligation to remain in the chamber.

About a half an hour into Boehner's spiel, he collected his crutches, winked at a staffer sitting next to him and headed for the exits.



By Glenn Thrush 06:13 PM

Angels In Vegas Part 1

Hey pallies, in lovin' trib to our Dino and Miss Farrah Fawcett, if you clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram you will be able watch the first of two parts of "Angels In Vegas"....the third season opener of "Charle's Angels" that featured our Dino and the Angels that include Miss Farrah.

The pallies who put this up at youtube will not allow this Dinoshow to be embedded on a blogg likes this here ilovedinomartin, so am doin' the next best thin'...aharin' the Dinolink with ya. Stay tuned for the second half of this stellar Dinodrama. Dinodevotedly, DMP




Dean Martin stars as Frank Howell, a struggling casino boss whose closest friends are suffering violent deaths. The Angels travel to Las Vegas and go undercover at the Tropicana to help.

Angels In Vegas Part 2

Hey pallies, and likes if you clicks on the tagg of this Dinomessage you can view the second half of Angels In Vegas with our Dino and Miss Farrah. In our Dino, DMP



Dean Martin stars as Frank Howell, a struggling casino boss whose closest friends are suffering violent deaths. The Angels

Friday, June 26, 2009

Picturin' our Dino and Miss Farrah

Hey pallies, did just a bit of quick googlin' to find a pix of our Dino and Miss Farrah together and found this cool shot from "The Cannonball Run." So so happy that our Dino and Miss Farrah gots to work together on this stellar flick as well as that double episode that opened season three of "Charlie's Angels" tagged "Angels In Vegas." So enjoy this pix of our great man and the lovely Miss Farah. Dinosharin', DMP

Rememberin' our Dino and Miss Farrah Fawcett

Hey pallies, a dude tagged Desdinova at the blogg Super Villian Of The Ozarks has honored the memory of Miss Farrah Fawcett by remindin' all of us of that cool clip from "The Cannonball Run" where our Dino and the Sam play priests and our Dino wants to "bless" the patient Miss Farrah." This happens to be the same Dinoclip shared recently in honorin' the memory of Mr. Dom DeLuise.

To read the trib to Miss Farrah in the original, likes just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram. And enjoys the classic Dinoclip rememberin' our Dino and Miss Farrah. Dino-only, DMP



Thursday, June 25, 2009
FARAH FAWCETT DIES AFTER A BATTLE WITH CANCER



My one weakness is blond women. From my junior high crush on a girl named Eunice Moneymaker to my obsession with Paris Hilton, I love well-dressed, blond girls with a lot of long hair. It probably started with Farah Fawcett. She died today at 62 after a brave battle with cancer. Here is the CNN obit.

One of my favorite moments involving Farah is from Cannonball Run. She plays a reporter/environmental activist ("I just LOVE trees!") investigating the cross-country Cannonball Race. She winds up in the ambulance driven by Burt Reynolds and Dom Deluise. She puts up a fuss so they have their doctor, played by Jack Elam, to give her laughing gas to calm her down. They wind up stopped by a car driven Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Junior, who are disguised as priest. Dean Martin realizes that Burt Reynolds is using the ambulance as a disguise as well. Reynolds tells him they have to get their "patient" to a hospital. Martin insist on looking in the back of the ambulance saying he has to "bless the patient." Reynolds opens the door where Farah lays zonked out and giggling on laughing gas. Dean Martin exclaims "OH, I'VE GOT TO BLESS HER!"




God bless you, Farah.




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Thursday, June 25, 2009

Dean Martin signs autographs at the Crosby Clambake.

Hey pallies, likes had a little bit of time to do some google Dinopixs Dinosearchin' and this is the Dinotreasure that I found....

Loves this pix of our Dino signin' autographs at the Bing Crosby Clambake Golf Bash circa January 21, 1966. Loves seein' our Dino surrounded by such devoted fans all hopin' to greet and met our great man and gets his signature...how I wish that I woulda been there that Dinoday.... Clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram to read 'bout this golf event and see the pix in it's orignal form. Dinosharin', DMP



Dean Martin signs autographs at the Crosby Clambake. January 21, 1966

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Our Dino by artiste Angelam (USA)

Hey pallies, again from the cool web site "Star Portraits" comes this very nice Dinosketch by an American artiste tagged Angelam....to go to her pad go to... http://www.artwanted.com/artist.cfm?ArtID=8420.

So cool to find some many famous pixs of our Dino bein' reinterpreted by today's up and comin' artistes. To view this in it's original form, just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram. Dinosharin', DMP

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Our Dino by artiste Daulle from France

Hey pallies, the Dinoart continues with this impression of our great man by a French artiste tagged Daulle.

Gotta 'fess up this in not one of my favorite pieces of Dinoart....more of a Dinocaricature....but those are fun as well....still so in awe of all the various artistes that continue to surface that loves our Dino so much as to create their own pieces of Dinoart. Dinodelightedly, DMP

People Die But Dino Is Forever

Hey pallies, likes the Dinodiscoveries just keep gettin' better and better. Loves the tagg of this Dinopost by a pallie tagged Brooks of Sheffield at the blogg "Lost City" (clicks on tagg of this Dinogram to goes there).

This Sheffield pallie speaks such Dinotruth....."People Die But Dino Is Forever." This pix shows how much our Dino is loved by....and what a great final way to witness to their Dinodevotion....woulda loved to have known the person who was bein' carried in this hearse....obviously they also knew the Dinotruth that turly only Dino matters.... Enjoys pallies.... Dinoaddictedly, DMP


24 June 2009
People Die But Dino Is Forever



The same reader who sent me the priceless shot of the Betty Boop-Milky Way hearse at Carroll Gardens' Raccuglia Funeral Home now delivers this shot of the final farewell to someone who really, really liked Dean Martin. As Dino so wisely said: Ain't that a kick in the head!

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Tuesday, June 23, 2009

"That Dean Martin surprise," said McMahon......."

Hey pallies, ilovedinomartin shares in deep respect of Mr. Ed McMahon on his passin' from this life. As you will see from this Dinopost Mr. McMahon played a very important role in the reunion of our Dino and the jer back in 1976 at the MDA telethon.

Thanks to the Nola web site we have this great piece of Dinojournalism by Mr. Dave Walker. To read this Dinoreport in it's original format, just clicks on the tagg of this here Dinogram.

Mr. Walker interviewed Mr. McMahon 'bout the time of the Katrina Hurricane and as you will note this stellar piece of Dinoprose never got shared 'cause of Katrina. Now on the death of Mr. McMahon, Mr. Walker is sharin' the results of his interview with the world. And the great thin' is this interview shared a great Dinodetail that far as I know has never been shared with the world.

It is so so cool to hear how Mr. McMahon was instrumental in helpin' the frankie get our Dino and the jer back together. Read all 'bout it below. Again ilovedinomartin extends its sympathies to the McMahon family on his passin' and we say our belated thanks to Mr. McMahon for his role in the amazin' moment in Dinohistory when our Dino and the jer came back together. Dinoreportin', DMP



Ed McMahon remembered via an interview lost to Katrina
by Dave Walker, TV columnist, The Times-Picayune Tuesday June 23, 2009, 12:11 PM


MDA Jerry Lewis and Ed McMahon cut up on the 'MDA Telethon.'

Ed McMahon, who died Tuesday (June 23) at age 86, played second-banana supreme for two TV landmarks.

He's best known, of course, as Johnny Carson's "Tonight Show" No. 2, a post he held for three decades.

But McMahon also served an important role for many years on the "Jerry Lewis Labor Day Telethon," hence this blog post.

I interviewed McMahon about his Telethon work in the weeks leading up to the 2005 extravaganza, one of my favorite TV moments of every year.

The story was scheduled to run in the September 4 TV Focus, which was never printed. The much-loved TV insert was a Hurricane Katrina victim, that week and thereafter, so the story never ran.

The final version is long gone, but I was able to dig up my notes from the piece (which I'd apparently loaded onto a laptop in case I needed them during what I'd expected to be a brief evacuation).

McMahon and I talked about his relationship with Lewis and his role on the Telethon, which at that point had raised close to $2 billion toward neuromuscular-disease research.

At the time, Lewis was suffering from pulmonary fibrosis and the bloating side-effects of his treatment for that ailment.

But Lewis was on the mend, McMahon said, and was anticipating a return to form on the Telethon. (Lewis urged viewers to donate to hurricane relief organizations on that year's Telethon, which played out against nonstop cable-news coverage of the levee-failure catastrophe.)

"He's back to his old self, I'm told," McMahon said. "He's lost a lot of weight."

McMahon's role on the Telethon was to bolster Lewis through the all-night-and-most-of-the-next-day broadcast, work that intensified during Lewis's illness.

"He had to take it easy," McMahon said. "He couldn't do as much as he could normally do. I had to fill in for him. But he's a trouper. A lot of people would've stayed in bed, but not him."

McMahon's long-running Telethon duty began by accident, he said, when he subbed for Lewis on camera for a few minutes one year.

"The next thing I know, he's offstage," McMahon said. "He's got his arms folded as if to say, 'Keep going, pal. You're doing good.' When he came back on stage, we did some more stuff. Later, he said, 'We should do this every year.'

"That's how it all started."

McMahon said he knew that he sometimes served as a calming influence on Lewis, who was and is prone to bursts of off-script and sometimes off-color humor on the exhausting show.

"He gets outrageous, but that's his style," McMahon said. "People expect that. They're not surprised by that.

"He told me years ago, 'Ed, if I walk out too far on a limb, bring me back.' I do that. I'll say, 'What a minute! Excuse me! We don't have time! Sorry, we've got to go to something else!' He expects that from me. He wants that to be my role.

"He's given me carte blanche to interrupt him at any time."





McMahon played an important off-stage role in engineering one of the Telethon's finest moments - Lewis's surprise on-camera 1976 reunion with Dean Martin.

"That Dean Martin surprise," said McMahon. "I was having dinner with Sinatra ..."

According to my notes, I'd intended to then write this aside in the original column:

"Speaking of interruptions, here's one. Aside from his service as a U.S. Marine and as Carson's No. 2 for all those years, any American who can start an anecdote with the words 'I was having dinner with Sinatra' is a great American."

McMahon continued.

"And he said, 'Ed, I want to sneak Dean on the Telethon. Can it be done?'" he said.

It could. McMahon hid Martin in his trailer until it was time to go on. Martin and Lewis had been estranged for most of their adult lives. Martin walked on stage and Lewis said, "Uh, so, you working?"

"What an opening line," McMahon said. "They were brilliant, and it did bring them back together."

McMahon was brilliant with Carson, who'd died earlier that year. (A tribute to McMahon is streaming on the Johnny Carson website.)

McMahon was as close as anybody could be to his boss, which is to say not all that much. McMahon said Carson enjoyed his sidekick's work on the Telethon.

"He got a kick out of it," he said. "I used to finish the Telethon at 3 p.m. then go do 'The Tonight Show.' Johnny would say, 'So, what did you do today?' He did the Telethon a couple of times. Once he came on, looked at me and said, 'So this is where you've been.'

McMahon speculated about a possible tribute to Carson on that year's Telethon, a chance to replay some of his appearances at the event.

If it happened - I was busy with other stuff on TV that weekend -- it would've been one of many tributes to Carson that year.

McMahon was interviewed dozens of times in the weeks after Carson's death, and later got a call from Carson's wife thanking him for his kind words.

"And I got a laugh out of her during that sad time," McMahon said. "I said, 'And you know what? He would've hated every minute of it. He would've said, 'Cut the crap, Ed.'

"She said, 'You're so right. He loved you.'

"And I said, 'I loved him.'"

Our Dino by artiste heybu9

Hey pallies, and yet still 'nother great Dinointerpretation of our King of Cool by an artiste tagged heybu9....gotta wonder where they came up with that tagg?!??!

Again, this can be found at the Dinotreasure of a Dinosite Star Portraits, where if you clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram you can see in it's original format.

Does think that this Dinopainter has captured the essence of our Dino's cool. Ain't it the coolest how each different artiste offers their unique Dinointerpretation of our ever uniquely cool Dino.... Dinodelightedly, DKP

Our Dino by artiste RondaWest

Hey pallies, likes here's 'nother great Dinopose from the Star Portraits pad (clicks on tagg of this Dinogram to see it there). This time it is by a artistic chick tagged Ronda West and likes you can visit her at http://www.portraitsbyronda.com/.

So lovin' to post all these great Dinoimpressions by artistes from all over the world...enjoys this unique Dinopose. Dinodevotedly, DMP


Monday, June 22, 2009

June 20, 1948: On This Day In Dinohistory.....Dino and the jer entertain on Ed Sullivan's Toast Of The Town TV Programme

Hey pallies, likes sorry to be a couple of Dinodays late in gettin' this Dinoposted, but wanted let let you all know 'bout this stellar day in Dinohistory...on June 20, 1948 our Dino and the jer were on the premier of Ed Sullivan's "Toast of the Town" that later became the Ed Sullivan show.

Not only was this the premier of that show, but it was our Dino and the jer's first ever televison gig...now how cool is that!!!! To read about this at the original postin', just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram. Dinolearnin', DMP



1948 - Toast of the Town premiered on CBS-TV. New York entertainment columnist and critic Ed Sullivan was the host. It started his TV career that would span 23 years on a weekly basis. Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis made their television debut on the show. Also on the guest list: Rodgers & Hammerstein and pianist Eugene List. The first show of Toast of the Town cost $1375 to produce, including just $375 for the talent.

The Dean Martin Festival Kickoff Concert

Hey pallies, likes was so Dinodesirin' to make it to Dinomecca for Dinofest '09...but since I just couldn't, I am so Dinodeligted to have found this blog post of the first night's Dinoevents. To read this in it's original format at the blogg "Around The Ville," just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram.

Enjoys experiencin' Dinofest pallies! Dinosharin', DMP

The Dean Martin Festival Kickoff Concert
June 19, 2009 at 21:43 | In Events in the Ville, Music in the Ville | Leave a Comment
Tags: Dave Salera, Dean Martin Festival, Deana Martin, Lauren Mascitti, ohio, old fort steuben, Russ Loniello, steubenville

Last night I attended the Dean Martin Festival Kickoff Concert held at Old Fort Steuben on South Third Street in Steubenville, Ohio.


Dean Martin Fans

Over a thousand Ohio Valley residents and many out of town Dean Martin fans enjoyed the outdoor concert that began the weekend festivities. People came from all over the United States and many fans have continued coming back to the annual festival since its beginnings in 1996.

Deana Martin, Dean Martin’s daughter, began the show with songs from her new CD, “Volare.” She told the crowd volare means to fly and said it was also the name of her private plane that she and husband John Griffeth used to fly in for the festival. Both Griffeth and Martin are pilots.



Deana Martin

After the show, Martin met with her fans to sign her new CD taking time to chat with each one and pose for pictures.


Deana signs her new CD, "Volare"

It was a beautiful evening and fans of all ages enjoyed songs by performers Peter Teris, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Michele Anastasio, jazz singer from South Florida, Dave Salera, as Frank Sinatra, and Eric Richardson and Matt Macis as the comedy team Dean and Jerry.


Dave Salera

Another entertainer who wowed the crowd was 17 year-old country singer, Lauren Mascitti, from Canton, Ohio. Mascitti won the crowd over when she belted out the famous Italian American Connie Francis song from the 50’s, “Mama,” to add a little Italian flavor to her country line up of songs. This is Mascitti’s fourth year at the Dean Martin Festival and she has been singing professionally since the age of seven. She also just finished recording her sixth CD in Nashville, Tennessee.

Lauren Mascitti


The evening ended when Russ Loniello from Madison, Wisconsin wowed the entire crowd with his tribute to Dean Martin. Even though he resembles Dean Martin and sounds a lot like him, Loniello prefers to pay tribute to Martin in his shows rather than impersonate him.

An entertainer of over 12 different styles of music who has performed all over the world, Loniello began to concentrate on Dean Martin tributes in 1983. Since then he has performed over 2,500 tributes to the famous Steubenville son and considers Dean Martin music his signature style. This is Loniello’s ninth year to perform at the festival.


Russ Loniello

The annual Dean Martin Festival not only brings a community together to reminisce about their famous native son and enjoy his music, it also brings together a new community of friends and entertainers who travel to the Ohio Valley each year … and memories are made of this.


Deana Martin & fan

For more information about the Dean Martin Festival or Deana Martin go to www.deanmartinsteubenville.com Or www.deanamartin.com For more information about Russ Loniello go to www.russloniello.com and for more information about Lauren Mascitti go to www.laurenmascitti.com

Dino by artiste Tiramy9 (Allemagne)

Hey pallies, likes if memory serves me, the French are known for their impressionistic paintin's....and here is 'other groovy Dinoimpression by a French artiste that tagges themself as Tiramy9 from Allemagne.

Loves this Frenchie's impression of that cool pix of our Dino lookin' so lovin'ly at this smoke....

As we continue to put the accent on Dinoart from 'round the globe, this Dinopix is again from the cool Star Portraits site and you can clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram to see this in it's original place.

Again, I stand in awe of artiste from 'round the world who are usin' their amazin' talents to show their Dinopassion and honor our Dino in this way. Dinosharin', DMP


Our Dino's boypallie Dino Jr. in "Players"

Hey pallies, while searchin' youtube yesterDinoday for that stellar Dinoclip from the Dinoshow of our Dino and his beloved boypallie Dino Jr. goofin' 'round, our Dino was so good as to direct me to this cool clip of Dino Jr. and Miss Ali McGraw in the flick "Players."

For so so Dinolong I have so Dinodesired to see Dino Jr. in this pix, but the flick was only released in VHS, and copies are hard to find. I have wanted to see how Dino Jr. does in a romantic lead....as just as I Dinothought....by viewin' this clip you can see that our Dino's boypallie was destined to takes after his daddy-o in the amore department....makin' it even more tragic that Dino Jr. lost his life in that plane crash....just knows he wouldn't taken his daddy-o spot as heir apparent to the King of Cool....

So enjoys this hot clip of how hot Dino Jr. is playin' 'round with Miss Ali. Dinodelightedly, DMP

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Our Dino as Daddy-o

Hey pallies, knows that I have shared these particular Dinopixs before, but in honor of our Dino....the daddy-o of daddy-o's on thid Dinodaddy-o Dinoday 2009....just have to post 'em again.

Loves the tightness of relationship shown between our Dino and his boypallies in these two Dinopixs.....in first our Dino sharin' in the wonder of his young boypallie and in the second our Dino showin' his closeness to his boypallie.

Seein' these two wonderful pixs makes me even more desire to be a boypallie of our Dino. Dinodesirin', DMP


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Happy Dinodaddy-o Dinoday 2009

Hey pallies, likes the thought came to me recently how appro it is that Steubenville throws their Dinofest Dinobash on the weekend of Daddy-o's Day each year. Which Dinoholic among us woulda wanna to be able to call our Dino daddy-o?!??!??!?

Know that havin' Dino as my Daddy-o woulda have been the coolest way to have grown up. Sometimes wonder if our Dino's boy and girl pallies ever realized how special it was to grow up in family Martin and know that Dino's blood flowed through their veins.

To honor our Dino on Dinodaddy-o Dinoday, thought I woulda again post this stellar Dinoclip from the Dinoshow of our Dino and his beloved boy-pallie makin' fun together while makin' patter 'bout fishin' and singin' "Small Fry."

As I had shared before, does so digg hearin' our Dino questionin' Dino Jr. 'bout how cool he thinks his daddy-o is....and Dino Jr.'s response certainly shows that he inherited at least some of the amazin' Dinocool.

So enjoy this special time between daddy-o and boypallie. Dinodesirin', DMP



Saturday, June 20, 2009

Dino epitome of cool

Hey pallies, durin' this past Dinoweek we have found Dinodevotion in so many parts of the Dinoglobe. Here is some cool Dinoprose written by a Canadian pallie tagged Lorne Vansinclair (clicks on tagg of this Dinopost to go to the original site).

Can't say that I agree with all that this dude has to say includin' these so untrue words 'bout our Dino..."was not considered hip, wasn't really with it...." All true Dinoholics knows that our Dino was the Master of Hip and was so so totally with it. But this Vansinclair pallie speaks many Dinotruths and certainly will help bring more pallies to lovin' and followin' our Dino. So enjoys this Dinoprose on our Dino. Dinodiggin', DMP

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Dino epitome of cool
Posted By LORNE VANSINCLAIR

The word "cool" is, well, really cool. It's one of the few slang words that's been around for decades and still means the same thing. A cool person is laid back, unflappable, really knows what's happening. Cool is used in music a lot; it's the ultimate compliment, so it strikes me as a bit ironic that the coolest of cool singers was not considered hip, wasn't really with it, but as more and more people are acknowledging, Dean Martin was the epitome of cool.

That was demonstrated in 2007 when producer Phil Ramone and others released a CD calledForever Coolwhere current stars, including actor Kevin Spacey, sang "duets" with Dean Martin. Dean Martin died on Christmas Day in 1995; the duets were made using his original vocal tracks with new instrumental backing. The CD was a commercial and critical success and one track,Baby It's Cold Outsidewith Martina McBride, was a hit on the country charts.

Martin had a carefully cultivated image as a womanizer, a man about town and an alcoholic, none of which was true. Although he did have three wives (not at the same time), he was a dedicated family man. He was not a party animal and although he often had a drink in his hand during his shows, it was a prop. Reportedly none of the "Rat Pack" (Martin, Sammy Davis Jr. and Frank Sinatra) ever drank alcohol onstage. Sinatra and Davis did like to go on all-night binges after their shows, but Martin was not interested in joining them.

There is even a story, which I can't substantiate but sounds good, of a large party in Martin's home at the height of his fame. Part way through, guests noticed Martin hadn't been seen for a while. After searching all over they finally found him in his room, alone, watching TV.

The image, of course, is larger than life. Martin has become a cultural icon, evidenced by the large number of Martin "tribute artists" who make a living impersonating him.

He was a comedian (with Jerry Lewis), actor and a born showman as well as being a singer. He excelled at all of them, but it is often overlooked that he wasn't just a showman who could sing, he was a great singer. In fact, he was one of the best popular singers of the era. He had a wonderful, resonant baritone voice, he could hit low notes like nobody else but mostly, he had a way with a song that made it all sound soooo easy.

Nobody could sing Italian love songs like Dino, though many tried. Virtually all of his biggest hits, and he had a lot including Sway, Volare, Memories Are Made Of Thisand That's Amore,have been recorded over and over again by other singers but, to my ears anyway, nobody sang a Dean Martin song better than the man himself. He was also a big influence on other singers, most notably Elvis Presley, who is said to have idolized him.

Presley recorded many of his songs and re-worked others. Presley'sSurrender bears an uncanny resemblance to Martin's Return To Sorrento,and in comparison, comes up short.

According to an online biography, Martin began his career in 1937 under his real name, Dino Crocetti, singing with bands in and around his hometown of Steubenville, Ohio. He anglicized his name in 1940 and moved to New York City in 1943 to play the nightclubs.

He did make a few singles in 1946 and 1947 for small labels Diamond and Apollo, but then teamed up with Jerry Lewis, became a major star and began recording for Capitol in 1948.

He was always considered a mainstream artist so his records are not particularly collectable; they don't command a lot of money, which is a good reason to collect them.

Martin released about sixty LPs over his long career, not all of them are great but many are. He recorded pop hits, jazz, movie soundtracks and he was the only member of the Rat Pack to record country and western. He even recorded a duet with Ricky Nelson (when both were still alive), his co-star in the movie Rio Bravo.A good Dean Martin collection can have a lot of musical variety, and you won't go broke building it.

Virtually all his LP releases are available on re-issue CDs with original artwork, so you can go that route but you can also have some fun, and save some money, collecting the original vinyl.

The hard part isn't finding the records -- there's plenty around -- but finding them in top-notch condition will take some time. Records like this were not considered works of art like, say, that leather-bound set of Beethoven symphonies that sat in a bookshelf for years. These were just popular records, cheap, disposable entertainment.

They would be taken out at parties, stacked on record changers and played on old machines with heavy tone arms and worn out needles.

His recorded output falls into roughly three categories, most common are his 1960s hits on the Reprise label, there's a few movie soundtracks, but for my money, his best are the recordings he made for Capitol.

He had the best bands, the best arrangers, great songs and of course, those wonderful, high-ceilinged Capitol recording studios, where all the singers and musicians played together, instead of having the vocals overdubbed from a sound booth as was the later practice.

Some can be hard to find. His first album,Dean Martin Sings,released as a 10-inch LP on Capitol in 1953, certainly is. But even his last, an album of country songs called theNashville Sessions released on Warner Brothers in 1983 doesn't turn up every day.

Now if you're of the rock 'n' roll generation, you may have to put up with your friends' derision, as I have, of appreciating the music of someone who is called a crooner. The term is often derogatory, applied to someone who has a great voice but no edge, nothing to say. Phooey. Some so-called crooners put across a song like nobody's business, and that's the essence of great singing.

The best crooners -- Bing Crosby, Dean Martin and Eddy Arnold come to mind -- were first-class artists and deserve to be treated as such. Most of all, they provide a transcendent listening experience. To paraphrase the song, that ain't a kick in the head.

Lorne VanSinclair is organizer of the Toronto Musical Collectables Show and Sale, Canada's largest record collectors' event.

Our Dino by artiste Shahin from Iran

Hey pallies, likes as we knows Dinolove is universal....again proven as I shares 'nother cool piece of Dinoart by a Dinolovin' artiste tagged Shahin from Iran.

This is 'nother Dinoportait from the Star Portraits site...to goes there and see this pix in it's original place, just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram.

Knowin' that there are artists all over the world who are usin' their talents to share their true Dinodevotion simply continues to Dinoencourage me to the Dinobelief that knowin', lovin' and honorin' our Dino is simply the only way that we will ever have world peace....DINO IS THE KEY...... Only Dino, DMP


Friday, June 19, 2009

Our Dino by artiste didgiv from France

Hey pallies, here's 'nother great image of our Dino done by a French artiste tagged didgive....to view their personal web site goes to http://dessinsdid.monsite.orange.fr/.

Loves to see so much Dinolove bein' shown by oh so creative Dinodevoted Dinoartists from all 'round this Dinoworld of ours. Again, clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram to see this Dinoprint in it's original Dinospot. Dinoawed, DMP

Our Dino by Roger Curley from USA

Hey pallies, gotta tells ya pallies that this musta be Dinoart Dinoseason at ilovedinomartin 'cause yesterDinoday our Dino was so good to this pallie as to direct me to a cool web site tagged Star Portraits (a Frenchie site) where I found a bevy of cool Dinoimpressions done by a variety of Dinopassionate artists.

This particular Dinoportrait is by Mr. Roger Curley (clicks on the tagg to see this in it's original format). If you want to visit Mr. Curley at his web pad go to..... http://www.rogercurley.com/.

Will be sharin' more great Dinoimpressions is just a few.... Dinoartistically, DMP

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Joshua Budich ‘Dean Martin’ RAT PACK Print Exclusive Enlarged

Hey pallies, visited this artist Joshua Budich's site (clicks on tagg to goes there) and found the very cool pix our Dino and the pack, which if you clicks on the pix will be able to geat mucho enlarged for more Dinoveiwin' Dinopleasure. Enjoys pallies... Dinosharin', DMP

Joshua Budich ‘Dean Martin’ RAT PACK Print Exclusive

Hey pallies, this musta be Dinoart week on the net....'cause here is 'nother steller rendition of our Dino done by a dude tagged Joshua Budich. Gotta see if I can gets a better image of this great Dinoart. To checks this out in it's original form at the blogg Posters and Prints, likes just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram.

Ain't it the greatest to see more and more artists givin' the nod to our Dino and bringin' more and more to Dinoknowledge and Dinolove....increasin' Dinopassion all over the Dinoglobe. Dinolovin', DMP


Joshua Budich ‘Dean Martin’ RAT PACK Print Exclusive



Joshua Budich RAT PACK Series 'Dean Martin' Art Asylum Boston Print Exclusive

Just heard that Joshua Budich’s ‘Dean’ print from his Rat Pack series is available exclusively through Art Asylum Boston right now. This will be the only way (besides ebay) to get this print to complete the set. Joshua will NOT be releasing this print on his site. Partial profits of the sale of this print go to Joshua’s favorite charity, The Kokua Hawaii Foundation.

Interested collectors need to email: info@artasylumboston.com to link it up!

CasinoMan Blog Dean Martin Biography

CasinoMan Blog Dean Martin Biography


18 June 2009

Hey pallies, likes I am in total awe of the many and varied ways that our Dino continues to be lifted up on the web each and every Dinoday. Today, our Dino directed me to this cool blogg tagged CasinoMan (clicks on tagg to go there) where this dude has posted this totally Dinoinspired Dinobio of our great man.

So much to commend in this Dinotrib, but one of my favs is this..."Martin’s story is the true American dream." No one ever has or ever will lives out the American dream likes our Dino....he is such an inspiration to all of us who seek to dreams as our Dino dreams...

Thanks CasinoMan for sharin' the Dinostory with us and bringin' more and more pallies to know, love, and honor our Dino... Dinodelightedly, DMP



Dean Martin, the man simply known as “Dino,” was a worldwide success. Martin starred in movies, sang Swing Era classics and also introduced America to Italian classics with a new-age twist, and even hosted a hugely popular variety show, The Dean Martin Show.

These are just a few things that Dino did in his entertainment life. He was “second in command” behind Frank Sinatra during the affluent years of the Rat Pack. Martin’s story is the true American dream.

“Dino,” contrary to popular belief, isn’t a nickname. Born to Italian immigrants in Steubenville, Ohio on June 17, 1917, Dean Martin was born Dino Paul Crocetti. Steubenville is directly on the Ohio-West Virginia line – not a lot of Italian immigrants had made the trek that far south from New York and New Jersey.

Dino stood out in this environment, only speaking Italian for a lot of his childhood, and quit school at the age of 16 to work in a steel mill. Dino ran liquor for bootleggers and worked as a croupier for the local speakeasy before deciding to follow in his idols’ – Bing Crosby’s – footsteps.

With so many acts singing the same songs at the time, Dino would experience a slight twist of irony: Not wanting to stand out, everyone noticed him – but needing to stand out, he blended right in.

It wasn’t until 1946 – with acts like Sinatra already famous – that Dean picked up a head of steam with his song “Which Way Did My Heart Go?” Dean’s star started to rise after, and he met acts such as Jerry Lewis and went on to record a few hit songs and star in Hollywood movies like My Friend Irma.

Throughout the ‘50s, Dino starred in many big budget (for the times) movies, including At War with the Army, Jumping Jacks, and Artists and Models, to name a few. The Martin and Lewis machine had taken over the silver screen for 7 years.

After the duo split in 1956, many questioned whether or not Dino’s act – both singing and movies – could recover. Martin silenced critics by starring with Marlon Brando in The Young Lions and starting his own variety show in 1958. Dino also introduced his phenomenally successful hit, Volare, that same year.

In the early 1960s, Dean’s fame was undeniable; but for someone who was known the world over, he was rarely seen out like so many stars of the day. At this point in Dean’s life, he simply wanted to be an entertainer, but didn’t want the ensuing noticeable fame.

He would join forces with Joey Bishop, Sammy Davis, Jr., Peter Lawford and Frank Sinatra to form The Rat Pack. Martin’s fame had grown so much in fact, he even overtook the Beatles’ #1 spot on the charts with his song “Everybody Loves Somebody.”

Martin continued to experience enormous success throughout the ‘60s and the early part of the ‘70s. His health then started to deteriorate in the mid ‘70s, and after his son, Dean Paul, died in a plane crash in 1987, Dino became reclusive. No one saw or heard much from Martin for the remainder of his life. Martin died on Christmas Day in 1995.

Tags: frank sinatra, rat pack, joey bishop, sammy davis jr, dean martin, peter lawford, 50s, 60s, 70s, dino, volare, marlon brando, at war with the army, jumping jacks, artists and models, the young lions, which way did my heart go, dino paul crocetti, steubenville,
Posted In: Biographies, Entertainment History,

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Official Dinopad Dinolog at Bebo

Hey pallies, gotta tells ya that I loves this Dinoheader for the official Dinosite at the Bebo social networkin' pad. Whoever puts this Dinologo together knows that our Dino is appealin' to today's young mods in huge numbers.

So cool to find more and more of the youthful set comin' to know, love, and honor our Dino. Loves how the creator of this Dinomast has our great man surrounded by so many and so diverse youthful Dinoholics. Our Dino once spoke of wantin' "to put the accent on youth" and certainly the Bebo Dinopad is doin' just that.

Makes me so so Dinopsyched to see such devotion to our great man from today's up and comin' youngens. To visit the official Dinosite at Bebo, likes just clicks on the tagg of this Dinopost. Dinodevotedly, DMP

Dinosketch by Mike Giblin

Hey pallies, likes one Dinodiscovery always seems to lead to 'nother Dinotreasure. yesterDinoday shared pallie Pete Emslie's way cool Dinotoon and Dinocommentary...and noticed that one of his commentors also does drawin's of the famous....so searched pallie Mike Giblin's blogg and found this cool Dinosketch to share with you.

Dinodevotion comes in many forms and loves to find artists who are sharin' their Dinolove through Dinoart....and again this is so so Dinointernational....our pallie Pete is from Canada...and today our Dinobro Mike is from the UK. To checks out Mike's blogg, Mike Giblin's Art Blog, just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram. Dinosharin', DMP

March 03, 2009
TODAY'S SKETCHES




.......Dean Martin (one of my all-time favourites),..........



Posted by Mike Giblin at 11:19 PM

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Dean Martin's hometown: When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's Steubenville, Ohio.

Hey pallies, Dinofest '09 is fast approachin' in Dinomecca....so how Dinoprovidential to find this cool Dinotrib to our Dino and his city of birth.

Thanks to pallies Gunnar and Sherry at the unique blogg Eccentric Roadside for sharin' their love of our Dino and some stellar pixs of Steubenville for all us pallies to take great Dinopleasure in. So so wonderful to find the name of our Dino bein' lifted up is so many Dinodifferent Dinoways....showin' the passion that people all over the planet have for our Dino, his life, his times, his legacy of cool.

So enjoys travelin' to Dinomecca through the eyes of Gunnar and Sherry. To sees all this in it's original Dinoformat, just clicks on the tagg of this Dinogram. Dinosharin', DMP

Monday, June 15, 2009
Dean Martin's hometown: When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's Steubenville, Ohio.



The one and only Dino, Steubenville's favorite son



The one and only Dino mural





Conveniently located next to Kroger's Supermarket



There's Dino fun to be had at the Steubenville Visitors Center



You're nobody til Tom Tom loves you




Dean Martin Blvd.



Dean Martin Blvd.



Steubenville has some first-class murals





Nobody was a cooler entertainer than Dean Martin. For decades he was everyone's favorite breezy, tux-wearing, skirt-chasing, pseudo-drunk crooner. He was the guy with the "who cares?" attitude that Frank Sinatra always tried to be like but was too intense a person to pull off. You would have expected him to have been from a swingin' cosmopolitan place like New York or Chicago, but he was born and raised in the unlikely industrial rustbelt town of Steubenville in eastern-most Ohio, not too far from Pittsburgh on the Ohio river. Wikipedia says "During its heyday in the period of the 1940s-60s, Steubenville was popularly known as "Little Chicago," a nickname that, on the one hand, evoked the city's prolific industry and downtown bustle, while on the other hand suggesting Steubenville's reputation for crime, gambling, and corruption." The town today is a hardscrabble yet earnest place, trying to beautify and better itself despite some hard times (and what smells like the fumes from a chemical processing plant in the air). It has Fort Steuben, a strategic camp from the post-Revolutionary era. It also has 25 beautiful murals painted on the outside of downtown buildings. Really nice ones. But Dino is still the main attraction here. His mural is the nicest and it's next to the Kroger's Supermarket, where everybody can see it. And they've renamed a stretch of Rt. 7, the main drag, Dean Martin Boulevard. It doesn't pass by glamorous casinos and nightclubs, though...just smoky power plants and rusty steel bridges, but, hey, they did the best they could. And if you're in the area this Thursday through Sunday (June 18-21), they're having their yearly Dean Martin Festival, which should be a gasser, pallie, a real gasser. Everybody loves somebody sometime.
Posted by Gunnar and Sherry at 2:04 PM
Labels: Dean Martin, Ohio, Stuebenville Ohio