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Jazz Night At the Oceanic Brew Pub, Oceanside, California, Part Two: I Don't Stand A Ghost Of A Chance With You

The Oceanic's initial jazz night, on February 27, 2021, was marred by the emergence from inside Mom's piano of an escaped-from-its-cage pet snake, a five foot long Orange Ghost ball python. It scared the bejesus out of the crowd, and it still lived inside the wall that separated the Oceanic from a neighboring business. But Roy's second foray into live jazz didn't involve Juanita's piano. He instead brought in a chordless triosaxophone, bass and drumsleaving the eighty-eights to lie fallow after its part in the brew pub's disastrous jazz debut.
So, on the Oceanic's Jazz Night #2, The Larry Lenihan Trio took the stagereally just the northwest corner of the roomand eased into a fine, straight ahead version of "I Don't Stand A Ghost Of A Chance With You," ignoring the old "never open with a ballad" advice.
The tenor saxophonist/leader of the group, Larry Lenihan, fancied himself a modern day

Dexter Gordon
saxophone, tenor1923 - 1990
Only two people in the room could see Juanita: Larry, riding on a different level of clarity in his chemically-enhanced condition, and Rafaela, due to a sensitivity born of her genetic connection. The diaphanous pianist appeared to the receptive pair as a strikingly lovely, forty-ish masterpiece of voluptuous femininity, having revertedas do we all when we enter the spirit worldto the time when her life force had hit the height of its powers. Everyone else in the room saw her as a skeleton, "A holographic projection," according to a fatuous mid-audience computer geeka speculation that drew knowing nods from his fellow listeners.
At the sound of the piano, Rafaela stopped mid-step in her delivery of a black Irish stout to table four. Her free hand rose and her fingertips touched her lips. Recognizing her mother's succinct,

Jutta Hipp
piano1925 - 2003

Bing Crosby
vocals1903 - 1977
And when Juanita closed her solo, Rafaela, Irish stout in hand, began to sing the song, the lyrics channeled to her from heaven:
I need your love so bady, I love you oh so madly
But I don't stand a ghost of a chance with you.
I thought at last I'd found you, but other loves surround you.
And I don't stand a ghost of a chance with you.
Rafaela didn't deliver a smooth Bing Crosby-ian croon. Her take was closer to

Billie Holiday
vocals1915 - 1959
As Larry Lenihan's sax re-entered, the audience gave Raphaela a respectful round of applause. She nodded acknowledgement, wiped her eyes and delivered the Irish stout. As she set the glass down, the stout man reached out and took her wrist in a gentle grip and brought her hand to his lips and kissed it. "Beautiful," he said.
Rafaela blushed, brushed an errant strand of dark hair back behind her ear, then turned to table five to see if anyone there needed a fresh drink, as Roy Leahy, behind the bar, took in the scene with feelings beyond brotherly, wondering if the band knew "I Guess I'll Hang My Tears out To Dry."
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Dan McClenaghan
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Dexter Gordon
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Jutta Hipp
Jazz Night At the Oceanic Brew Pub
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