His Royal Hipness
He marched sixteen nude people through the lobby of the Royal Hawaiian Hotel, organized his own brand of religion (The Church of the Living Swing, America's first Jazz church) starring himself and a pair of belly-dancers on a split bill which had the distinction of being the only church performance ever raided by the vice squad.
His Royal Hipness, Lord Buckley (1906-1960): Cat who spoke jive word in clubs,
no shrinking beatnik mumbling poetry in a corner, but a heads-up, belly-in, screaming blaster in a red-faced rage
protected by gangsters, borrowing money from everyone he knew:
To know him was to have him owe you
He did not treat his money any differently than he treated yours, and it seemed that the only thing he was concerned about was to get rid of it as quickly as possible. I have seen him buy dinner for thirty people with money he borrowed from me or anyone who happened to be there.
-- Charles Tacot (ca 1969)
This album I chance biblioborrowed has him doing the Gettysburg Address and Marc Antony's funeral Oration, talking about The Hip Gan (Gandhi), The Nazz (Christ), and some others, all in early-last-century jazz speak.
Lord Richard Buckley - People (Epilogue) (0:25, 400KB)