One day in the early sixties I got it call that Louis Prima was
auditioning alto sax players for a gig at the Steel Pier, in
Atlantic City. I called my music teacher, who advised me to
go, because it would be a good experience for me, even though
I probably would not get hired. W hen I got there, I found about
twenty other guys trying for this job. After each of us played,
they would tell us to stay or to leave. When it was down to
three, I was still there. At that point, I saw Keely Smith walking
over to us with a hand jacket in her hand. She gave me the jacket,
and said, "Try this on." I did, and the jacket fit
perfectly. She said, "You got the job."
|