"I simply adore Dean Martin, he was beyond amazing,..."

Hey pallies, likes I am beyond thrilled to be kickin' off Dino-amore-month 2012 with one of the greatest bits of Dino-devotion that ilovedinomartin has ever comes 'cross.
On this first day of our very very special month of lovin' our Dino we return to the blog pad, "Silver Velvet Sky," where youthful Argentinan Dino-devotee Miss Daniela has created a massive memorial to our Dino tagged "Dean Martin and his variety show."

Regular readers of ilovedinomartin will remember Deanager Daniella's first appearance here at ilovedinomartin on August 24, 2011 with what we tagged ".....because he had everything it takes to be a legend." That huge hunk of Dino-passion contained 59 Dino-poses along with some of our great man's greatest teachin's.

Well on this first day of Dino-amore-month, we are featurin' Daniella's second plunge into the deep deep waters of deep, pure, and true Dino-devotion with a Dino-reflection containin' 'nother 41---count 'em---41 Dino-pixs and 3 very very classic Dino vid clips to boot!

In defendin' her choice of sharin' more and more Dino-adulation with her readers (as if she needed to do that, Daniella opines...."I simply adore Dean Martin, he was beyond amazing, so here you’ve got some pictures I didn’t use before and three funny videos." Well, Deanager Daniella, likes you ain't gonna gets any arguments with any of us Dino-holics 'bout your Dino-adoration. Likes we are simply simply delighted to be able to begin our special month of Dino-amore with your so so special selection of Dino-shots!

Likes it is radically refreshin' to find one of Miss Daniella's youth who is already so sold out to our most beloved Dino. We here at ilovedinomartin salute her for showin' her Dino-passion in such a wonderful way! To view this in it's original format, likes just clicks on the tag of this Dino-message. Dino-lovin', DMP

Dean Martin and his variety show.

17 Jan



I know I’ve done a Dean Martin post already, and I’m also aware that I haven’t made posts about other people I love, such as Gregory Peck, Frank Sinatra or Dustin Hoffman, but last night I was extremely bored, so I began to watch a few videos of Dino’s Variety Show and a huge smile appeared all over my face. I simply adore Dean Martin, he was beyond amazing, so here you’ve got some pictures I didn’t use before and three funny videos. In case you want to see more, you can always go to YouTube and write “Dean Martin variety show” or even just “Dean Martin” and I’m sure that’ll do.

Dino-amore Month Comin'

Hey pallies, likes just a wee bit of a heads up that tomorrow starts our very very special month of honorin Dino-amore. Likes ilovedinomartin particularly celebrates three special months of the Dino-calendar each and every Dino-year....the month of our Dino's birth, June; the month of our Dino's departure, December, and the month of amore, February.

Likes indeed each and every Dino-day of each and every Dino-month of each and every Dino-year , we makes our best efforts to spread Dino-amore here at our humble little ilovedinomartin Dino-conclave. But, each year durin' the season when the calendar puts the accent on love....we makes extra special efforts to show ever ever more Dino-devotion to our most beloved Dino....the most amorin' guy to ever enter our planet.


So, beginnin' tomorrow, and for each and every day of what the world knows as February, we will be liftin' up the name of our Dino as we honor the man we love durin' Dino-amore month. And, likes of course, we will be reach the peak of our Dino-adulation-celebration on Dino-amore-day....commonly spoken of as Valentine's Day.

Likes pallies, I simply can't wait to share with you some truly truly stunnin' examples of the most lovin' Dino-passion that has ever been assembled here at ilovedinomartin. We truly have a blockbuster line-up of new Dino-prose for our first days of Dino-amore month, and we may even re-run some of the most wonderful Dino-efforts from past Dino-posts.

But, likes here is where all youse pallies comes in. ilovedinomartin woulda totally totally grooves on havin' some of you pallies makes a Dino-splash by takin' one of the days of Dino-amore-month to share your deep, pure, and true Dino-devotion with all your fellow Dino-philes. A few words of your Dino-passion 'ong with a Dino-pix or two or three, and maybe even one of you fav Dino-vids woulda makes a stunnin' effort in honor of our great man.



If you have even a wee bit of Dino-thought of makin' a contribution of your Dino-devotion to our Dino-space, and maybe even have some questions 'bout how to begin the Dino-process, just drop me, Dino Martin Peters, an email at kentsmokerguy@yahoo.com and we can most certainly chat 'bout the Dino-possibilities.

Likes stay tuned for a glorious glorious month of Dino-lovin' here at ilovedinomartin, and please give thoughtful consideration to makin' your own Dino-contribution. Dino-passionately, DMP

...the slow, almost jazz-like, deliveries of the standards which Mr. Martin performs here.

Hey pallies, likes always always loves to find 'nother blogger whose loves our Dino. Today ilovedinomartin takes you to the blog space "Roof Top Reviews," where blogger Robert Williams, a retired engineer holds forth. Williams shares that classic black and white Dino-vid where our most beloved Dino sings his chart-toppin' "Everybody Loves Somebody Sometime," as Williams notes, in the "slower version" that the Beatle bustin' 1964 edition.

Mr. Williams' Dino-patter is pretty much of the standard Dino-fare...but his devotion to our Dino comes shinin' through. It is cool to know that even though Robert was under the weather...."I am taking the day off; I have a sore throat, so it hurts when I type"....it hasn't stopped him from postin' some Dino-adulation! sures does hope that he is feelin' much much better this very Dino-day.

ilovedinomartin is likes so so pysched to find pallies of all ages and stages....and walks of life, sharin' their passion for our Dino with their readers. Cool to find this retired engineer boldly proclaimin' the Dino-message sayin'..."they just don't make 'em like this anymore...." Indeed, as we often say 'round these here Dino-parts... Never was, never will be anyone as cool as the King of Cool... Oh, to return to the days when Dino walked the earth.

In searchin' Mr. Willaims' blog, found that today's Dino-gem is not the first Dino-focused entry Robert has shared, so likes don't be too too surprised if you read more of Williams' Dino-devotion soon. Way to go Mr. Robert Williams in lettin' others in on your love of our Dino. To view this in it's original format, likes, just clicks on the tag of this here Dino-message! Dino-always, DMP


Sunday, January 29, 2012

Dean Martin - Live 1964



I am taking the day off; I have a sore throat, so it hurts when I type. This is a most unusual clip of Dean Martin from a 1964 TV special which I have never seen. What makes it so unusual is the slow, almost jazz-like, deliveries of the standards which Mr. Martin performs here.

"Everybody Loves Somebody", which had been previously released in this slower version in the late 1940's, was currently topping on the charts, even eclipsing the Beatles in that pivotal year. So, I have to wonder why he chose to do the older arrangement. Mr. Martin initially resisted the turning of the tide towards rock n' roll, even telling his 14 year old son, Dean, "I'm gonna' knock your 'pallies' off the charts." On August 15, 1964 he did it; topping the Billboard charts for about 8 weeks with "Everybody Loves Somebody"; right in the middle of Beatlemania.

His soulful renditions of "Volare", and "On an Evening in Roma", are among his most earthy performances of those numbers. Never ceasing to clown around, and clearly a bit inebriated, he manages to slip in a reference to Jerry Lewis, as well as to kid his piano player, Ken Lane, who wrote "Everybody Loves Somebody Sometime", before closing with a short, but very bluesy rendition of "You're Nobody Till Somebody Loves You".

Enjoy the show; they just don't make 'em like this anymore....

I wanted to be Dean Martin, crooning into the mic, drink in hand.

Hey pallies, likes how totally totally refreshin' to keeps on findin' dudes all over the 'net likes whose life goal is to emulate our most beloved Dino! Today's Dino-find comes from the pad, "Twin Cities Daily Planet," where a scriber tagged Miss Lu Lippond holds forth with her eatery edifications tagged, "Bite It!" Just knows our Dino woulda loves the tag of the column!!!

Well Miss Lu has written a food review of the Harbor View Cafe in Pepin, Wisconsin that recently held a very special "Italian Night" feed. In a brief bit of Mrs. Lippold's review below we partake of an excerpt of a Q&A dialogue she did with Harbor View's chef, Tom Skold.

As you will read, Scandinavian Tom is likes a Dino-holic's Dino-holic bein' totally totally sold out to our Dino from his wee years, proclaimin' "When I was a kid, my favorite thing on TV was The Dean Martin Show. I wanted to be Dean Martin, crooning into the mic, drink in hand....." Chef Skold not only cooked Italiano, he took on alter-ego "Danny Chameleon" becomin' his Italiano Idol Dino and croonin' away for the restauranto's patrons.

Hats off to Miss Lu Lippold for sharin' this fab story of Tom Skold's Dino-devotion...and to Mr. Tom for so openly and boldly proclaimin' his Dino-adulation!
To read this in it's entirety, just clicks on the tag of this Dino-gram.. Dino-delightedly, DMP

Harbor View Cafe chef channels Dean Martin during rare "Italian Night"

By Lu Lippold, Bite it!

January 09, 2012

During the off season, the Harbor View very occasionally opens up the kitchen for a special dinner. Last month, Harbor View chef Tom Skold, normally a mild-mannered Scandinavian, adopted the persona of imaginary Dean Martin impersonator "Danny Chameleon" and put on an Italian-American extravaganza. This involved lots of red sauce and some singing into a wire whisk, which "Danny" apparently mistook for a microphone. Oh, I’m telling you, it was quite a night. I spoke with chef Tom about it, once he was back to his normal self.





LL: How did you develop this Italian schtick?

Tom: When I was a kid, my favorite thing on TV was The Dean Martin Show. I wanted to be Dean Martin, crooning into the mic, drink in hand. He was my Joe Camel. My parents wanted me to be a Lutheran minister, but I had other ideas.

LL: The menu says the Italian Night chef is “Danny Chameleon,” who turns out to be you.

Tom: Yes, he’s my alter ego. The staff used to have annual talent shows over at Emmanuel Lutheran and give the proceeds to charity. My doppelganger would sing a few tunes, Dean Martin style. So when we were talking about doing an Italian night, Danny Chameleon came out again.

Danny G.'s Sunday Serenade with Dino: "I'll Always Love You (Day After Day)"

Hey pals...due to circumstances beyond my control...we're gonna be croonin' & swoonin' old style this week. A very special friend had a very special request for a tune from the Capitol years. Back before I was even a thought in my Daddy-o's Dino-infused mind!!!

"I'll Always Love You (Day After Day)" wasn't my first choice for this weeks Serenade but... Now youse know, that any man who says "no" to a friend in need (of some specially requested Dean) is DEFINATELY not a friend in deed.

So even though this very pretty song is not one of this pallies favorite of fav Dino tunes...it's still our great man doin' what he does better than any other...singin' songs of AMORE! So let's turn the clock way back for this one and kick it old school! Enjoy pals!



Day after day I'll always love you
Where just to say I'll always love you
Dear one, your nearness is my treasure
Dear one, your kiss is rich as wine

And it's mine, yes it's mine the wonder of you
Yours, love is yours, because I love you
To you I give my heart so madly madly beating
With every beat repeating I'll always love you so

And it's mine, yes it's mine the wonder of you
Yours, love is yours, because I love you
To you I give my heart so madly madly beating
With every beat repeating I'll always love you so

On This Day In Dino-history: January 28, 1957

Hey pallies, likes it's been a long long time since we have checked in with our pallie Mark over at "popculturefanboy." Mark continues to do an absolutely fab job of recordin' any and all the amazin' facts, figures, and dates related to Capitol Records. Since the first half or so of our most beloved Dino's recordin' career was for Capitol, Mark's blog pad is a great place to increase one's Dino-knowledge of our great man's Capitol years.

Today's Dino-remembrance shares with us that it was 55 years ago on this very Dino-date that Dino began recordin' tunes for his "Pretty Baby" release...finishin' said tasks on January 30. Gotta say that the al-b-um cover for "Pretty Baby" is likes one of my all all time fav Dino-poses...the look on our Dino's face as he attracts the babe's attention is just the coolest ever! And, likes this collection contains some of our master's most masterful tunes!

Thanks ever so much Mr. Mark for keepin' us up-to-date on all these important dates in Dino-history! To view this info in it's original format, likes just clicks on the tag of this Dino-gram. Likes as a bit of a bonus pallies, at the end of this Dino-message is a vid clip of our Dino's recordin' of "Sleepy Time Gal" from "Pretty Baby." Dino-psyched, DMP



55 Years Ago Today In 1957 - Dean Martin begins the first of two sessions (the second will be on January 30, 1957) at The Capitol Tower studios, recording the tracks "I Can't Give You Anything But Love", "Sleepy Time Gal", "Pretty Baby", "For You", "It's Easy To Remember", and "Nevertheless (I'm In Love With You)" for his Capitol Records album "Pretty Baby" with Gus Levene conducting the orchestra (Alvino Rey and Vincent Terri on guitar, Joseph G. "Joe" Comfort on bass, Nick Fatool on drums, Edwin L. "Buddy" Cole on piano, Julian C. "Matty" Matlock on clarinet, Charles T. "Chuck" Gentry and Edward R. Miller on saxophone, Elmer R. "Moe" Schneider on trombone, Charles Richard "Dick" Cathcart on trumpet)

Dino-animation

Hey pallies, likes here's some Dino-funnin' to end our Dino-week together. From the self-proclaimed "lame" blog "Frog Blog" by Miss Teresa we gets to view a funny pix of our Dino and Jerry pointin' at each other. Miss Teresa has the skill through the 'puter to gets this Dino-pose animated, and likes you can see that we're so lame here at ilovedinomartin that we can't...at least yet.

So to enjoys the full Dino-effect, simply clicks on the tag of this Dino-report to see the Dino-animation in full Dino-glory. If any of you pallies likes has a clue how I coulda have posted this Dino-pose in an animated Dino-fashion, likes please please drop a line.

Thanks Miss Teresa for sharin' some Dino-fun with your readers....sure to help others grow in knowin', lovin', and honorin' our most beloved Dino! Keeps lovin' our Dino! Dino-only, DMP


DEAN MARTIN AND JERRY LEWIS

Yul's Dino-pose

Hey pallies, likes many many famous entertainers are also great photographers. Today's Dino-devotion comes from the blog pad of the BBC News - Entertainment and Art, and features a stunnin' pix of our King of Cool shot by the King of Siam, Mr. Yul Brynner, whose most famous role was as the King in Rogers and Hammerstein's classic musical, "The King And I."

The liner notes, which unfortunately I was unable to copy, note that this amazin' pose of our Dino, behind the bar and on the telephone, was snapped at the home of none other then Mr. Frank Sinatra. The notes further elaborate that an exhibition of Mr. Brynner's photography is due to open in London's Little Black Gallery.

ilovedinomartin expresses our thanks to the pallies at the BBC News for puttin' this news on the web, 'specially this awesome Dino-pose! To view this in it's original format, likes clicks on the tag of this Dino-prose. Dino-diggin', DMP

In pictures: Yul Brynner's celebrity photographs

Giving the Gift of Dean Martin

Hey pallies, likes what better way of expressin' your appreciato for 'nother pallie then to gift 'em with a stunnin' piece of Dino-treasure. And, likes dudes that is exactly what today's Dino-devotion is likes all 'bout. From the pen of Mr. Anthony Amore, at his self-tagged blog pad, "ANTHONY AMORE," comes the 'citin' news that one of Mr. Amore's most devoted pallies has presented unto him a stellar Dino-gift.

Mr. Anthony Amore, by profession is "an expert in security matters, especially those related to homeland security and cultural property protection." Usually Amore posts on security issues, but as you will read below, Anthony was simply compelled to let his readership know of the wonderful Dino-surprise that awaited him when he recently
checked his post office box.

When he discovered between bills was a notice that he had a parcel waitin' for him at the PO desk. When Amore opened the package, low and behold it contained a "stunning Dean Martin box set"....to my estimation perhaps the coveted "Dean Martin cool then, cool now" boxed set.

Obviously Mr. Amore is a amorer of our Dino...and so must be his Dino-gift-givin' pallie! Simply warms my Dino-heart to read Amore's retellin' of his experience. Certainly this oughta gets more of us pallies to a thinkin' 'bout who we might share some Dino-love with as well.

Hats offs to Mr. Anthony Amore for lettin' us all in on his new Dino-treasure. As usual, to read this in it's original format, likes clicks on the tag of this Dino-gram. How amazin' to keeps readin' more and more Dino-devotion in so many different Dino-ways all over the 'net. Dino-awed, DMP







Giving the Gift of Dean Martin

This posting has nothing to do with security. But I had to write it.

The other day, I went to my PO Box for the first time in far too long. Stuffed between a lot of bills was a notice that I had a package. At the customer service counter, the clerk handed me an amazon package. I wasn’t expecting anything.

When I got back to my office, I tore open the box and inside was an stunning Dean Martin box set. Only one person on earth could have sent it to me: the inestimable Danno Carpenter.

Danno, you are the greatest baby. I’m having a scotch in honor of Dino and you!

Jack Lemmon, Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis star in Stults's version of The Hangover

Hey pallies, likes as I have often said before, likes you just never know where our Dino willa turns up next. Today's Dino-grams gonna brings a big Dino-buddha-grin to your face when youse sees the Dino-poster below. From the Brit pad, Mirror.co.uk.'s
"The Ticket, The Ultimate Entertainment Blog," comes news of a very creative poster project created by illustrator Mr. Sean Hartter.

Hartter's "Altermative Universe Movie Poster" project asks artistic pallies to create some "reimagining" of classic flick pixs." One such illustration comes from Mr. Peter Stults, a NY illustrator and designer, who features our most beloved Dino with his partner Mr. Jerry Lewis, and Mr. Jack Lemmon in the wanna-be big screen epic "The Hangover."

Likes pallies, I am sure that our great man woulda loved to played in said flick with such a Dino-inspired theme! Woulda be so so fun to have creative Dino-holics write their thoughts 'bout how the plot might likes go for this reimaged classic.
Likes I coulda see our Dino and Mr. Jack as great pallies who enjoys themselves some liquid refreshments with Jerry tryin' to bring 'em to sobriety. Your thoughts pallies?

Just loves to find the many and varied ways that our Dino continues to be manifested all over the 'net....helpin' more and more pallies to come to know, love, and honor our most delightful Dino. Hats off to the pallies at Mirror.co-uk for bringin' this Dino-creativity to our attentinado! Thanks also to our great pallie Danny G. who first put me on to this Dino-poster. To view this in it's original format, likes just clicks on the tag of this Dino-message. Dino-proclaimin', DMP


Illustrator Sean Hartter, 38, has been reimagining classic film posters but with retro casts since 2009.

And his Alternate Universe Movie Poster project encourages other artists to come up with their own designs.

Among them are works by New York illustrator and designer Peter Stults who has also cast Al Pacino as Wolverine, along with Dean Martin, Jerry Lewis and Jack Lemmon in The Hangover.


Jack Lemmon, Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis star in Stults's version of The Hangover

★Dean Martin and friends

Hey pallies, likes just discovered some new Dino-action on this here blogger. A dude tagged Brian has sired the new blog pad, "★Dean Martin and friends," where you can see a constant Dino-stream of fabulous pixs of our great man and his pallies, and currently some vid clips of our Dino havin' fun with other fab celebs.

Below are a couple of examples of the Dino-treasure available at this new Dino-place....a groovy pix of our most beloved Dino taken from a Dino-roast, and what appears to be the whole roast vid for Miss Lucille Ball (which it looks like you needs to join a 'net pad tagged Vettle TV to be able to view well).

In doin' a bit of researchin' on Bri, discovered that he has been busy with 'nother blog of a couple of years, "★Film Noir Classic Channel," and is now spreadin' his win's by providin' some Dino-devotion for all us Dino-philes. A few details 'bout Bri are that he is a iron worker in the construction biz and is located in Boston, Massachusetts, USA.

Hats off to our pallie Bri for addin' to the Dino-passion springin' up all over the web. Likes true Dino-holics likes us can never ever gets ourselves 'nough Dino, so ilovedinomartin is pleased as punch to introduce this new Dino-channel to all the Dino-devoted pallies here. To checks this out, just clicks on the tag of this here Dino-gram. Keeps lovin' our Dino and growin' in deep, pure, and true Dino-devotion!
Dino-gized, DMP


★Dean Martin and friends



Dean Martin 7th.June 1917 - 25th.December 1995. Actor singer who rose to fame and went into films as a straight actor with great success. His solo singing career spanned many years and produced many classic songs, one of which is inscribed on his marker - "Everybody Loves Somebody Sometime". Became great friends with Frank Sinatra and became a member of the famous Rat Pack A true legend who's films and records will always be remembered.

"As a damn good entertainer, nothing spectacular. A good entertainer who made people enjoy themselves and made them laugh a little. He was a nice guy.

Hey pallies, likes there are sites created all over the 'net to promote products and services of all sorts, likes with the hopes that the blogger will strike it rich through their bloggin' efforts. Today's Dino-devotion comes from such a web pad, "Read Biography Books."

The unknown proprietor of said space has put the accent on biographies of famous folks from all walks of life. So, likes it oughta comes likes as no surprise that our most beloved Dino is featured on one of dem pages (clicks on tag of this Dino-message to goes there.)

Well, besides listin' book cover pixs of Dino-bios and links to buy 'em at the largest web seller (btw, as often happens they are some tomes listed that have nothin' to do with our Dino), the creator of this blog has created a mini-bio Dino-tribute as well.

Below, you will find said Dino-devotion, which ilovedinomartin has taken and broken into paragraphs for easier Dino-digestion, as well as scatterin' images of many of the Dino-volumes available for our Dino-readin' pleasure. Likes the thin' 'bout this Dino-essay is that it musta been written by someone for whom English in not their native tongue. The structure and verbage is very very interestin'...makin' for some Dino-delightful readin'.

It woulda appear that the websiter musta perused several of the Dino-bios to gather the Dino-details for their Dino-prose. Gotta say that some of the info is a bit off, but loves so much the passion with which this auther has crafted their Dino-efforts. Most enjoyed the quotation that appears as the tag of this Dino-message....likes I believe it is meant to be a direct quotation by our Dino 'bout he most wanted to be remembered...as it appeared, I believe, in Nick Tosches absolutely fabulous Dino-read, "DINO: Living High In The Dirty Business Of Dreams."

Anywho pallies, likes ilovedinomartin deems this a worthy Dino-read, and will be likes most interested in your Dino-reflections on this Dino-history. Hats off to the pallie at "Read Biography Books" for their efforts for liftin' up the life, times, and teachin' of our Dino! Dino-gized, DMP


Dean Martin Biography Book

Dino Paul Crocetti was born on 7 June 1917 born in Steubenville (Ohio), the son of Italian immigrants in 1913 Gaetano Crocetti and his coming of Ohio Angela Barra. He spoke up to the age of five Italian and only afterwards did in school with his broken English very hard.

He therefore left the high school prior to graduation and tried his hand at various jobs, under the name "Kid Crocette" he earned as a boxer in the welterweight ten dollars per fight. At the time of Prohibition (1920 to 1933) he was found alcohol smugglers and even as a croupier at the casino in his hometown.
In the casino, he sang on Croupiertisch often aloud and has been discovered by a music agent.

End of the 1950s tried to place the Dean Martin Comedy image and ended his professional relationship with Jerry Lewis. He turned to more serious roles and played convincingly by the side of acting icons such as Marlon Brando, John Wayne, James Stewart, Burt Lancaster and Montgomery Clift. Highlight would be the box-office hits like "Rio Bravo", "Bandolero," "The Sons of Katie Elder" (The Sons of Katie Elder) and "Kiss Me, Stupid" (Kiss Me Stupid).

Dean Martin's acquaintance with Frank Sinatra handed back to the year 1944, when Martin in New York music club "Rio Bamba" stepped in for him. 1948 dean martin biography book covert the first time the year before and from that written for Sinatra at Columbia (and again in 1957 with Capitol) brought out song "Everybody Loves Somebody, with should succeed him in 1964 a worldwide success.

Your professional and personal friendship deepened in the early 1950s, several times as Sinatra guest on TV shows of dean martin biography book and Lewis, 1957, dean martin biography book was then many times a guest in Sinatra's television shows (and vice versa Sinatra at him). In October 1958 both took to Capitol on the joint album Sleep Warm for which Sinatra himself took over the orchestra management.

End of January 1959, the two were the first time for a concert engagement in Las Vegas on the stage, having previously been condemned for the film they are all (Some Came Running, 1958) also stood for the first time together before the film camera. 1961 dean martin biography book moved in the wake of Sinatra's Capitol to its newly established record label Reprise, were also more common for the recordings.

From January 1960, Martin and Sinatra regularly with Sammy Davis Jr. , Peter Lawford and Joey Bishop, thus earning the name "The Rat Pack" in reference to the "Rat Pack" said Friends of the fifties to Humphrey Bogart, had heard of the Five, but the only Sinatra.

The artist himself called their joint appearances The Summit and dominated the next half decade, with its many programs, the American show business and in particular the stages of Las Vegas. Parallel to the concerts were common films such as Ocean's Eleven (Ocean's Eleven, 1960), The winning three (Seargent 3, 1962), Four for Texas (Four for Texas, 1963) and the Seven Hoods (Robin and The Seven Hoods, 1964). Mid-1960s, heard the regular appearances of the "Rat Pack" on, but Martin, Davis and Sinatra were in the 1970s and 1980s, sometimes together on the concert stage.

1965 NBC launched the "Dean Martin Show", which developed immediately to the broadcast with the best ratings and could be sold worldwide. Unfortunately, NBC had completed only a one year contract with Martin. In order to induce him to continue, they increased the fee per shipment of 40,000 to $ 283,000 with a contract for three years. The crash, the parent company RCA almost into financial ruin, but dean martin biography book was record-holder in television fees.

The Dean Martin biography, "King of the Road" by Michael Freedland takes Martin with the Mafia. Asked that the Mafia have allegedly helped him decisively at the start of his solo career, so he sang in the clubs of the "Mobster" for the Mafia bosses. When Dean Martin was a star long ago, he performed in numerous shows and lower-paid, funded by Mafia bosses.


Biographer called it a degree of loyalty and sympathy Martins against the Mafia. dean martin biography book himself said, prepare for him not guilty and not inconvenience him do these people only a "small favor". Allegedly wanted by the FBI detained one-Mafioso-Martin injure or even kill, because he had not shown solidarity with the Mafia.

The author John L. Smith outlined in his book "The Animal in Hollywood" Dean Martin's longtime friendship with Johnny Roselli and Anthony Fiato Mobsters. Fiato, aka "The Animal", Martin proved many favors, so he bought back money that was stolen two crooks Dean Martin's ex-wife Betty Martin.

In March 1988, dean martin biography book started with Frank Sinatra and Sammy Davis Jr. once again a joint concert tour ("Together Again"), but retired after just one week, for health reasons. In April, he was already back on stage at the Bally's Las Vegas. There he was on 29 July 1991 his last concert. Dean Martin died on 25 December 1995 aged 78 from lung cancer. He was buried at Pierce Bros. Westwood Memorial Park, on which other film and music personalities such as Burt Lancaster, Walter Matthau, Marilyn Monroe and Roy Orbison were laid to rest.

"As a damn good entertainer, nothing spectacular. A good entertainer who made people enjoy themselves and made them laugh a little. He was a nice guy. He did pretty good and we loved him, that's all. " "As a damn good entertainer, nothing special. A good entertainer who entertained the people well and a little laugh. He was a nice guy.
He's done very well and we loved him, that's all. ".

Dean Martin was married three times and had eight children, being brought daughter Sasha by Cathy Hawn into the marriage and adopted by Dean Martin was. Dean Martin had three stars on the Hollywood Walk of Fame at 6519 Hollywood Blvd. in the category of film, at 6655 Hollywood Blvd. in the television category and at 1615 Vine Street in the category of music recordings. In addition, his hand-and footprints, and his autograph since 21 March 1964 in front of the Grauman's Chinese Theatre (6925 Hollywood Blvd. ) Immortalized in cement. . .

Danny G.'s Sunday Serenade with Dino: "Rue de Mon Amour"

Bon Jour Pallies! I am so so excited bout' this week's Sunday Serenade! It is simply oozin' with French flair & is alledgedly one of the very few songs that our great Dean actually wrote himself!!!

It comes from a 1966 compilation al-b-um entitled "Happy In Love". ""Rue de mon Amour (Street of my Love)", is nother' bea-u-ti-ful tune bout' findin' romance in good ol' Pa ree! (That's Paris to those of you who don't follow my weak attempt at soundin' French;)

Anyways pals, I want you to pay close atten cione (French attempt again) to Dean's wonderful lyrics on this number. He truly is a man of so many talents, no one in the entertainment business today could even come close! A TRUE original. Sit back & enjoy! Au revoir pallies!



Rue de Mon Amour

You can stroll along the avenues
Choose whichever one you care to choose
But your heart's a song when you stroll along
Rue de Mon Amour

All the lovers there you chance to meet
Seem to make this street their favorite street
Love gave it its name that's how it became
Rue de Mon Amour

I was just a stranger to Pareee
Maybe she was just a stranger too
As I walked along she walked with me
And we fell in love as strangers do

You may say that I am quite naive
But I must believe what I believe
Cupid led my feet to that lovely street
Rue de Mon Amour

You may say that I am quite naive
But I must believe what I believe
Cupid led my feet to that lovely street
Rue de Mon Amour

MASTERS OF DISASTER: DEAN MARTIN in AIRPORT

Hey pallies, likes Winston Churchill was once quoted as sayin' "All good things come to those who stand and wait." Well, likes I gotta say those words of wisdom have become likes the Dino-truth with today's helpin' of Dino-devotion. Likes I have been waitin' for years to read a smart----a cool, hip, and ever randy Dino-centered review of his big screen epic performance in Alex Haley's "Airport."

Well, pallies, that long-anticipated day has arrived courtesy of the blog pad, "Ruthless Reviews" where in-the-Dino--know coolster Mr. Matt Cale has sribed a truly truly stunnin' Dino-focused review tagged, "MASTERS OF DISASTER: DEAN MARTIN in AIRPORT." Our most beloved Dino received like 7 mil to headline the all star cast of this disaster classic, and finally finally Matt Cale has given our Dino his due in this good as gold Dino-prose.

There is likes so much that I coulda share from Cale's thoughtful and very very Dino-reflective analysis of our King of Cool as the King of the Pilot's Seat. But, likes I don't wanna takes anythin' away from your Dino-read. Suffice it to say that Mr. Matt Cale knows oh so well how to turn a Dino-phrase and intergrate our Dino's persona with the character he places likes to the max, Captain Vernon Demerest.

So likes sits back and soak in every glorious Dino-detail as crafted by Cale. ilovedinomartin sends out our greatest of great Dino-appreciato to Mr. Matt Cale and all the pallies at "Ruthless Reviews." Gotta say that waitin' for such a Dino-honorin' review of "Airport" has likes been oh, so well worth the wait! To view this in it's original format, likes clicks on the tag of this here Dino-gram. Dino-psyched, DMP


MASTERS OF DISASTER: DEAN MARTIN in AIRPORT

By Matt Cale: January 19, 2012

What sight, save the whiskered visage of Captain Sully Sullenberger himself, could ever hope to assuage our fear of flying as the steady (albeit leathery) hand of Dino Paul Crocetti, known to the faithful as Mr. Dean Martin? I know, I know – steady hand, Dean Martin – four words slammed unexpectedly together in defiance of reason, good sense, and an endless history of teeming cocktails clanging about with frozen dice loaded to bear for a life lived on the edge of accountability. But here, as Captain Vernon Demerest, a name so marble-certain that it begs the gods to challenge its fortitude mid-flight, Martin leaves behind the stumbling absurdity of Jerry Lewis, the unlimited, yet untested arrogance of Frank Sinatra, and the pious hypocrisy of John Wayne — all fanatically American men having shared stage and screen alike with our Dino – to soar solo, yet ever-strong, into a future bought wholesale with but a wink, a smile, and fountains of steady nerve. He alone among his ilk could guide this bird to its blissful rest, and any one glimpse of this legend at the controls that snow-filled, bomb-bursting night would be enough to at last put the bed the idea that this is not the age of heroes.

Sure, Dean is one of Hollywood’s chosen few who drank to drive away the drink; the sort for whom sobriety was a relationship best left estranged. How delightfully ironic, then, that for his best role since Rio Bravo, a performance that played sadly to elbow-bending expectation, Martin would not stand aside as duty called other, more hardened men to a cockpit unaffected by temptation or sin. As such, Dean would not be the blitzed and blinded passenger-in-peril, or the overwhelmed man on the ground who met his responsibility with the predictable evasions. No, Martin – Demerest, now and forever – would be clear of mind, hard of heart, and ready for anything the skies saw fit to throw his way. And at the end of Airport’s damn near 2 ½ hour running time, we would bow our heads in shame for having doubted him at all. No jumbo jet – no means of human transport, mind you – would ever come to harm with Dean Martin at the helm, not only because, for all the hysteria on display, he’s always the sanest man in the vicinity, but because he’s in love, dammit, and while he might bend this precious airplane, he’ll pull it into port for the pregnant mistress sprawled out near the rear, her eyesight, unborn child, and perfect hairdo all hanging precariously in the balance.

She is Gwen Meighen (Jacqueline Bisset), beautiful and 26 to Vernon’s fine wine 53, and while she knows she’s not quite enough to split apart his marriage, she does in fact carry his legacy. Thankfully, and matter-of-factly, his first suggestion is not the sentimental silliness that fairy tales will come true, but rather an abortion, preferably not in some back alley, but a snuffing of the fetal candle nonetheless. He’s heard rumors about Sweden, what with the United States still wandering about in a pre-Roe haze, and he’s offering his wallet as well as his decisiveness. This entire conversation – frank, adult, and defiantly cheerless – takes place before the big ship has set sail, making Vernon’s subsequent courage under fire ever the more the work of a master aviator. Lesser men might drop the damn thing into the drink to save their honor (and the likelihood of a messy divorce and/or child support), but Vernon owns up to his responsibilities. He might not drive the young lady to the very door of the Stockholm clinic, but he’ll pick up all reasonable expenses like a gentleman. So yes, Vernon is greeting this new, liberated age with but a shrug of caution, but like so few before him, he’ll assign his conquest her rightful humanity, rather than notching his belt like some coxswain caveman.

As if the heavens above saw fit to challenge Vernon’s commitment to choice, the pregnancy revelation was but the first crisis to be met with unflappable masculine resolve. There’s a man with a suitcase bomb aboard, his gutless inhumanity a perfect contrast to Vernon’s cocksure muscularity. The bomber, Van Heflin at his most simpering, is jobless, hopeless, and relentlessly henpecked; his only course remains the murder of hundreds to provide his dead-end spouse with a bit of comfort in her final, reckless days. In his way stands the Captain, but rather than resort to fists and hammer blows, he uses trickery and negotiation to end the madman’s quest. Vernon’s plea is stunningly absent the slur of hesitation, and Dino again becomes the only man on planet earth capable of reaching that rare reservoir of reasoned restraint. Some dopey, bitchy passenger – telegraphed as worthless throughout the film’s opening – interferes with the rescue, and for that moment, Vernon’s world is turned ass-over-end by the terrorist’s blast. Gwen may die, but so might they all, and that rush of feeling of losing the hottest ass in the Trans Global fleet is cast aside in favor of the cause. They’ve got to land for her, yes, but also the weak and timid and unworthy. Vernon is damn near God himself, but he’s not about to sort them out.

No, Vernon doesn’t simply put on that uniform as if shuffling off to the salt mines; he inhabits the damn thing like a second skin, polishing those wings like the Purple Heart of a D-Day survivor. And that blizzard socking in the runway? Or that massive hole in the plane’s lavatory? Parted, Moses-like, and sealed tight like the lips of a disobedient child meeting the backhand of justice. One glare, one arched eyebrow on a face browned under sun and heat lamp alike for the better part of the 20th century, and despair turns to a hope unknown but minutes before. And those glass shards that threatened to turn his amour into a sightless, tin cup beggar? Nowhere to be found, as if danger ran to the hills, tail between its legs, once a real man strode into town. Curiously, Vernon would fail to appear in any of the Airport sequels (only George Kennedy’s Patroni would chomp cigars throughout), leading one to the inescapable conclusion that he hung up his wings, made an honest woman of Gwen, and moved to destinations unknown, forever the keeper of her kingdom. And like Sully, he went out on top – a Clemente at 3,000 – a man of yesteryear we haven’t quite encountered again.