Over the years, Honda has called several vehicles, including a motorcycle, Jazz. Now Renault, the French auto maker, has unveiled a new model in its Kangoo line and named it the Be Bop.
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Could Renault’s move kick-start a trend? How about:
Hyundai Stride
BMW Boogie-Woogie
Chrysler Blues
Mini Cooper Trad
Chevrolet Cool
GM Groove
Porsche Scat
Volvo Vouty
For Shorty Rogers fans, the Infiniti Promenade
The Renault web site indicates that the Be Bop is available in much of the world, but not in the United States, the land where its namesake originated.





The nonagenarian pianist presented de Barros with every biographer’s hope, unrestricted access to his subject’s personal papers and nearly unrestricted access to her private thoughts. He made the most of it, turning exhaustive research and hundreds of hours of interviews into a true story with the sweep of a novel. From the early discovery of McPartland’s musical gift through her wartime service, her ecstatic and stormy marriage to Jimmy McPartland, her growth as a pianist, her deep affair with Joe Morello, and the radio show that made her a national figure, she has had a fascinating life. It makes a splendid read.
Mulligan’s Concert Jazz Band had three fewer musicians than most big jazz outfits. Its size permitted precision, flexibility and subtlety, yet the band had the power of sprung steel. In this concert from a half century ago, the CJB is as fresh as yesterday. Arrangements by Mulligan, Bob Brookmeyer, Al Cohn and Johnny Mandel set standards to which big band writers still aspire. Bassist Buddy Clark and drummer Mel Lewis inspired Mulligan, Brookmeyer, Conte Candoli, Gene Quill and Zoot Sims to some of the best soloing of their careers. This beautifully produced issue of the complete concert is a basic repertoire item.
Renault doesn’t get any credit lines any more from its French financial institutes and the French governement gave them a loan for billions of Euros. I’m afraid the bebop model won’t change their situation… At least the Banks here in France weren’t sensible, so it it seems…
“For Shorty Rogers fans, the Infiniti Promenade.”
Now THAT’S funny.
Struggling through a rotten chest cold, I nearly died of a laughing and coughing spasm upon contemplating the Infiniti Promenade. Oh, thank you.
Thanks to Don Frese for steering me over to the column this afternoon in his Promenade. You should see the hubcaps on the thing. Huge—and tuned! They go~~~
Ting. Ting. Ting-tingedy ting.
I think I’ll take a look at the Saturn Sun Ra. Space is the place.
The Yugo “Lombardo” (in two models, sporty Guy and roomy Carmen)