It was in Summer of 1968 when I heard an ambulance wailing past my home at 3911 Clarendon Rd, Indianapolis, Indiana. Later to my dismay I discovered that it went to the residence of the infamous West Montgomery. His album "A Day in the Life" had many evenings put my children to sleep. They enjoyed it greatly and would ask that I have it repeated on the stereo player.
After Wes' passing, the album became even more popular among the jazz greats of Indianapolis and you would hear people whisper his name. At the night clubs, patrons would ask for selections from this album. Even when I visited Mr. B's in Chicago, the Ramsey Lewis Trio played one of the selections...do I remember Wes, yes!
In this building housed the Madame C. J. Walker Beauty Shop, School of Cosmetology, that was upstairs and serviced ladies with hosiery, facial supplies, the Coffee Pot (that supplied food service) to the community of Indianapolis and a movie show. The Black community shadowed around this area, including the Indianapolis Recorder Newspaper. You could go to the beauty shop and when you left, just put on your evening gown and attend the jazz sessions. Down on Indiana Avenue, the Sunset Club was the main spot for most entertainers.
Eartha! Eartha! Earth!..the only one who all should see and hear. If I could have one wish it would be to meet this lovely lady in person. I have always enjoyed her lovely handling of the French language with its satire, demeanor and presentation.
Although born in the USA (Southland), she is one that has taken off in her own way and expressed herself in singing. Millions have enjoyed her lovely and "cat-like" ways in arousing her audiences. Even today on the radio stations across America, you will know this unusual voice and can identify Eartha! Eartha! Eartha!
