Anybody Here Seen Kelly ?

Hiya kids.

(of all ages, but
hopefully over 18)

It’s time for another
one of our rather
irregular-regular
features –
– the vaunted and
well-loved
“Explain A Card” –

wherein we attempt to
expound upon details
which can make the
more obscure vintage
cards in our collection
more interesting or
understandable.

And while I’ll admit we
started out with an easy
one to get the punch line –

— our detail on that card
is that it was drawn by
the famous NY World
Newspaper illustrator
Albert Peter Carmichael,
of whom’s work we are
quite fond around here.

Heck, you might even
find a semi-biography
of him somewhere on
here if you follow the
link, who knows.

The remaining ones
on this post are also
by Albert Carmichael-
-part of a set-
and their shared
punchline might seem
much more arcane
to a viewer of today.

The
“Anybody Here
Seen Kelly?”
expression is an
early 1900’s spin
on a song popular
in British music halls
about the dubious
adventures of a couple
from the Isle of Man
while in London.

( ‘Kelly’ is the
most popular
surname on the
Isle of Man )

It was adapted for
American audiences
in 1909 in the
Broadway musical
“The Jolly Bachelors”…

… and these cards
followed the next year.

The song’s popularity
eventually led to a
hit movie with the
same name starring
the beautiful Bessie Love
and Tom Moore
in 1928.

(It’s been long lost
to modern audiences)

The first two verses
of the song
go like this:

Kelly and his sweetheart
wore a very pleasant smile,
And sent upon a holiday
they went from Mona’s Isle,
They landed safe in London
but alas it’s sad to say,
For Kelly lost his little
girl up Piccadilly way.
She searched for him in vain
and then of course began to fret,
And this is the appeal
she made to everyone she met:

Has anybody here seen Kelly?
K-E-double-L-Y.
Has anybody here seen Kelly?
Find him if you can!
He’s as bad as old Antonio,
Left me on my own-ee-o,
Has anybody here seen Kelly?
Kelly from the Isle of Man

When it started raining
she exclaimed, “What shall I do?”
For Kelly had her ticket
and her spending money too,
She wandered over London
like a hound upon the scent,
At last she found herself
outside the Houses of Parliament.
She got among the suffragettes
who chained her to the grille,
And soon they heard her
shouting in a voice both
loud and shrill:

Has anybody here seen Kelly?
K-E-double-L-Y.
Has anybody here seen Kelly?
Find him if you can!
He’s as bad as old Antonio,
Left me on my own-ee-o,
Has anybody here seen Kelly?
Kelly from the Isle of Man!!

.

As you can see……

Carmichael has created
a series of cards with
this basic theme, and
he’s being quite whimsical
about who Kelly could be,
where he might be
possibly found, and
exactly what he could
be up to.

Apparently, Kelly might
have been demonstrating
the age-old principle that
many men don’t give up
their amateur standing

(bachelorhood) without a
struggle —

and Carmichael has keyed
on this idea to make these
witty albeit-somewhat-dated
cards.

The art is also good fun.

I hope you enjoy them –

and of course, there are
other Carmichael works
in the Muscleheaded
directory you can find
using the search feature.

!!! HOY !!!

She’s Good With Tools

Collections can be
a wonderful thing…

Even when
they run you
out of house
and garage
for storage space.

It’s one of those
weird manias
that never really
goes away —

— in the back
of your head,
you’ve always
got that
collectible that
might just
complete things,

and make you
feel like you’re
all done
searchin’
and collectin’ –

but
naaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaah —

— it’ll never happen.

I saw a nice card in
this set the other day –

and knowing I had
several of them already-

I spent the rest
of the semi-annual
card and stamp show
looking for the ones
I still didn’t have.

As luck
would have it-

no,

I didn’t find them.

Although some very
nice pin-up style
Mutoscope cards
also made my
acquaintance…..

So,
anyhoo:

I filled in today’s set
with ones from online.

That inter-webs thing
can really be magic
(occasionally) .

The set dates
from the
very early 1900’s –
(1910)

— when female carpenters
were about as rare as
talking ducks without
speech impediments.

I dunno–
you just might want
to give that one
a minute.

Yep…
Another sixty seconds
you’ll never get back.

Ahem.

As I was sayin –

They show various
trades-hotties getting
busy with their tools.

I love a little glimpse
of stocking when I’m
in the workshop,

— who doesn’t?

And where would we be-
-I ask you –
without the cute-sie pie
flirtatious captions
to go with them ?

I love a good pun,
anyway.

They’re pure vintage,
pure harmless fun
from another age.

Despite having the
fore-knowledge that
I’m going to get raving
emails about how
women plumbers,
mechanics, tanners,
tailors, coopers, and
machinists are getting a
raw deal by being portrayed
in such a ham-handed
sexist, misogynist
manner –

— even if the cards are
over a hundred years old.

To which,
I will give the
fore-answer as :

Bullshit.

Now, it’s a big set,
and,
since it’s Christmas,
I didn’t want to be a
Grinch about it and
cut them into two or
three posts, cause I
especially hate that
when people do
that with gifts.

Consequently,
the jibber-jabber
that usually represents
the ‘blog’ part of the
picture-blog concept
is a bit more jibbery
and jabbery on today’s
post than is standard,
and the reader may
well take comfort in the
fact that the writer’s
fucking hand is about
to fall off from all this
spurious word typing,
I can tell you.

Some day I’m really
going to have to learn
to type with more than
one finger, man.

Let me assure you
that,
just as soon —

I mean
at the very moment,
that each and every
one of these
wonderful pics
are safely ensconced
in the required
accompanying
puerile blurbage
that qualifies it as a
proper Muscleheaded
blog post,

you will be the first to
be spared any further
mindless tomfoolery.

Because
we take our
responsibi..

! HOY !
.