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By Paul Goldfinger, MD, Editor at Blogfinger.net


Lee Wiley, a jazz singer from Oklahoma, was popular in the 1930’s, ’40’s and ’50’s. This is a sweet song. Lee says, “I’m daffy about sugar.”


That’s not surprising because sugar does stimulate pleasure receptors in the brain causing release of dopamine and making children and adults a little daffy.



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“Michael” Paris, 1991. By Paul Goldfinger ©


SOUNDTRACK:    Django Reinhardt  “Brazil”


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By Charles Layton and Paul Goldfinger.   Editors:   Blogfinger.net


Ocean Grove becomes transformed late at night. Another side of the town’s beauty — at once calmer and more dramatic — emerges.

Streets, porches, vegetation and storefront displays turn ghostly and mysterious. Over on the Asbury side, some of the murals on the Casino (like the one above) become downright scary.

The contrasts of encompassing darkness, silvery moon and spots of artificial light point up architectural features that are less obvious in the brassy light of the day. Sounds strike the ear differently; the ocean surf suggests the breathing of some giant, sleeping thing.

As humans withdraw from view, wild creatures begin to roam noiselessly – a rabbit grazing on a darkened lawn, a possum scuttling in the shadow of a curb. Walking through town at midnight, one is surrounded by a world filled with secrets.


In an effort to convey that feeling, we offer a multimedia show: a collection of nocturnal photos © by Paul Goldfinger and a musical performance by Ben Webster on tenor sax, Oscar Peterson on piano and Ray Brown on bass. (The tune is In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning.)


To enjoy this sight/sound combination, click on the audio arrow below. Then, as the music plays, put your cursor on the photo slide show and use the tool that appears to freeze a frame in place or to move forward or backward from one photo to another. — Charles Layton



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“Though April showers may come your way
They bring the flowers that bloom in May
So if it’s raining have no regrets
Because it isn’t raining rain you know, it’s raining violets.

And where you see clouds upon the hills
You soon will see crowds of daffodils
So keep on looking for a blue bird
And list’ning for his song
Whenever April showers come along.”

The song was introduced for a 1921 Broadway musical Bombo.


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Italy. By Paul Goldfinger ©

Italy.   By Paul Goldfinger © Undated. ©  Re-post from 2014 on Blogfinger.net  Passover and Easter are approaching.


The writing on top is in Hebrew. It is the blessing for lighting the candles on the eve of  the Sabbath. If you try to read it, you need to go from right to left.

Is it wrong to mix these two religions in this post?  I don’t think so. Religion in its most elemental form consists of people seeking God in one way or another.  Candles give off light, just like the sun, the moon and the stars. All people share the gift of light, regardless of religion or no religion.  So, as in this church, anyone can light a candle anywhere and find peace in the light.

And anyone can find God when listening to Mozart, even in the dark.



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By Paul Goldfinger

Last Christmas a young lady gave her heart to a slick, fast talking ski instructor.  She was swept off her feet and wound up on a bear rug at the lodge. But she couldn’t help herself, and after a long night of mistletoe, jollies, and egg nog, she found herself alone by an open fire, surrounded by chestnut shells and with Jack Frost nipping at her toes.  When she regained her poise, she swore not to make that mistake again, but guess what’s going to happen this Christmas?

Here are the Puppini Sisters relating this sad story.  Hopefully there is a lesson to be learned: This Christmas be careful whom you allow to jingle your bells.

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Paul  Goldfinger, Editor Blogfinger.net.  Re-post from May, 2012. Eileen’s Ocean Grove garden.

We bought a honeysuckle plant about four years ago for our little OG garden  which has a shady northern exposure and looks toward Asbury Park. The nursery expert told us that it needs sunshine, but we really wanted one, so we got it and planted it where it gets partial sun, from the west, late in the day.

Fast forward to now, and it is blooming nicely, thank you very much.  There are over one hundred varieties, but this one has funny looking orange flowers.  Some would call it a bush and some would call it a vine, but you can call it Al.  Anyhow, it is vining its way over the top and then through the  chain link fence to Meredith’s yard where she gets to enjoy it also.

: This song, “Honeysuckle Rose,”  is a jazz standard, performed by many of the greats. But we chose Jenna Mammina because we like her style (think Blossom Dearie,) but also because of the unique confectionery way that she enunciates “honeysuckle rose.”   PG

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Ocean Grove, New Jersey. “Summer Tents”–anybody creeping around?
Paul Goldfinger photo

Re-post from 2012.

We have been having, according to Kathy Arlt, a bit of a “tent festival” on Blogfinger.  We have slow dancin’ in a tent and then Kathy’s historical account of tenting in the Grove.  Then we have the Hebrews sleeping in tents as part of the Passover story.

Well, it seems that throughout history, some hanky panky finds its way into somebody’s tent.  It sure did occur when the Sheik of Araby showed up, creeping around the campground.  Here’s Asa Prebner, even though he’s no sheik.   Asa is a rocker, and this is from his Session Americana album

—Paul Goldfinger


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Ocean Grove at night.  Concert.   By Paul Goldfinger. Blogfinger.net © 2012.

SOUNDTRACK:  Aaron Weinstein  (violin)   “A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes”

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Washington Square Park. August, 2012. NYC Street Series. By Paul Goldfinger. Copyright.

Washington Square Park. August, 2012. NYC Street Series. By Paul Goldfinger. © Click for full view.


ALICIA KEYES:  “Empire State of Mind (Part II).  Broken Down.”  From the album The Element of Freedom.


“Even if it ain’t all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I’m from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There’s nothing you can’t do
Now you’re in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York, New York!”


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