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'A Beautiful baby of Broadway' sung and performed by Iqbal Singh in 1960 Hindi film 'Ek Phool Char Kaante'.


  1. Great song! made my day. Thanks a lot for keeping them coming. And did you notice, as the song started, SUnil DUtt starts his jeep and leaves a big-hoarding called 'Mobilgas' in the background.

    I googled and found this old Mobilgas ad which is also an ad from the 50's (like this song).

  2. Nice catch and thanks for all that extra info.

  3. This song is from which movie? I have one curiosity... was this song really composed in India or is it an old english song pirated overe here?

  4. It's original song from a Hindi film done in Elvis style.

  5. More info on the song by my learned friend Rajesh Devraj:

    "the song here is 'beautiful baby of broadway", but on the soundtrack for the film (Ek Phool Char Kaante), it turns up with modified lyrics as 'Bombshell Baby of Bombay", music credited to Shankar-Jaikishen. Iqbal Singh was a naval ensign who used to perform occasionally in Bombay clubs in the '60s. You can find the OST track on the compilation 'Bombshell Baby of Bombay' issued by Bombay Connection."

  6. Varun,
    a big thanks to Rajesh Devraj and you for the info on Iqbal Singh.
    And I also noticed that the song is listed as 'Bombshell Baby of Bombay' at But I though it was some sort of mix up.

  7. That was quite an info ! Thanks Vinayak, Varun and Rajesh Devraj :)

  8. Vinayak, I have become quite a big fan of your blog. I landed here some days back while browing about old DD ads.

    I like the way you present the stuffs at your blog.. they match my interests somehow.

    Keep up the good work and Thanks :)

    PS : I am the same person who has posted 2 comments above (as Anonymous).

  9. Thanks for the appreciation! Another addition to the league of my happy readers.

  10. More info on Iqbal Singh. His mom lived in Delhi, East Patel Nagar in the late 60s. I was the neighbor and as a kid used to go and watch TV in her house.

  11. they dont make guys like him anymore. back in the 50's and 60'the limey and yank effect was still visible in places like cawnpore, umbala . shimla, lucknow and nainital-- and anglo-indian ladies used to be singing in many restaurants-(an after effect of ww2)i remember the mother superior in st josephs school pathankot where i studied for some time was an italian nun as late as 1967 and the headmaster at bcs shimla was 'heady' goldstien (1964--i was in upper 4th)--is this iqbal sing or charanjit???

  12. Anony,
    thanks for sharing your memories! And i think that's Iqbal Singh.


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