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This photo may not be from "Lawrence of Arabia", but this is how I remember him in that movie.

I don't remember him from Lawrence of Arabia, Raggedy, but thanks anyway, gal.

Incidentally, all. I am still looking for Japanese Sandman, and I did find out that it was from the movie, "They Shoot Horses, Don't They" and the lyrics are by Ray Egan.

Well, let's hear the traditional song from Buddy Holly:


» That'll Be The Day

Well that'll be the day
When you say good-bye
Yes that'll be the day
When you make me cry
You say you're gonna leave
You know it's a lie
'cause that'll be the day
When I die
Well you give me all your lovin'
And your turtle dovin'
A all your hugs and kisses and your money too
Well uh you know you love me baby
Still you tell me maybe
That someday well I'll be blue
Well oh when cupid shot his dart
He shot it at your heart
So if we ever part then I'll leave you
You sit and hold me and you
Tell me boldly
That someday well I'll be blue

THE JAPANESE SANDMAN
(Words by Raymond B. Egan / Music by Richard A. Whitin, 1920)


Won't you stretch imagination for the moment and come with me
Let us hasten to a nation lying over the western sea
Hide behind the cherry blossoms here's a sight that will please your eyes
There's a baby with a lady of Japan singing lullabies
Night winds breath her sighs here's the Japanese

Just as silent as we came we'll leave the land of the painted fan
Wander lightly or you'll wake the little people of old Japan
May repose and pleasant dreaming be their share while the hours are small
Like an echo of the song I hear the Japanese Sandman
call new days near for all here's the Japanese

Sandman sneaking on with the dew just an old second hand man
He'll buy your old day from you
he will take every sorrow of the day that is through
and he'll give you tomorrow just to start a life anew
then you'll be a bit older in the dawn when you wake
and you'll be a bit bolder with the new day you make
here's the Japanese Sandman trade him silver for gold
just an old second hand man trading new days for old.


But I remember another "Japanese Sandman" song from long ago. I remember the tune that is. The only lyrics I can remember are "He's a Japanese Sandman".

Raggedy, you are one amazing lady. Even my sister didn't come through.

Thank you so much, honey.

Incidentally, listeners. The yitwails will be vacationing in Hawaii for around ten days, so let's do them an hawaiian song.


Lili`uokalani

There is a breath so gently breathing
So soft, so sweet, by sighing breezes
That as it touches my whole being
It warms me in my heart


Chorus:
We, fair one, together, shall enjoy such moments
While murmuring wind sweeps over my fatherland


There is a breath so soft and balmy
Brought by sweet zephyrs, Lîlîlehua
And while wafted to my bosom
It warms me with love


There is a fragrance that saturates
A cool, soft breeze
Brought it to cling to me
Warming me with feelings


There is a fragrance wafted here
The sweet call of birds
Brought it to find me
Being warmed by your voice

Ain't it foggy outside
All the planes have been grounded
Ain't the fire inside?
Let's all go stand around it

Funny I've been there
And you've been there
We ain't had no time to drink that beer

Chorus:
'Cause I understand
You've been running from the man
That goes by the name of the Sandman
He flies the sky
Like an eagle in the eye of a hurricane that's abandoned

Aint the years gone by fast
I supposed you have missed them
Oh, I almost forgot to ask
Did you hear of my enlistment?

Chorus:
'Cause I understand
You've been running from the man
That goes by the name of the Sandman
He flies the sky
Like an eagle in the eye of a hurricane that's abandoned

That one I know, John. Thanks, Brit. Nice to hear it again.

Here's sand of another kind, folks, and this was is the translation of the turtles dedication:


Ahe Lau Makani - by Lili`uokalani



He `ala nei e mâpu mai nei
Nâ ka makani lau aheahe
I lawe mai i ku`u nui kino
Ho`opumehana i ku`u poli


Hui:
E ke hoa o ke
ahe lau makani
Halihali`ala o
ku`u `âina


He `ala nei e moani mai nei
Na ka ua noe Lîlîlehua,
I lawe mai i ku`u poli
Ho`opumehana i ke aloha


He `ala nei e puia mai nei
Na ka makani anu kolonahe
I lawe mai nâ a pili
Ho`opumehana i ka mana`o


He `ala nei e aheahe mai nei
Na ka leo hone a nâ manu
I lawe mai a loa`a au
Ho`opumehana i ko leo

Isn't that fabulous?

that's indeed fabulous. i hope the vacation lives up to the advance billing.

here's an odd oldie by Bobby Vee i came across in a trivia thread with which i bid the listeners good night.

They say that you're a runaround lover
Though you say it isn't so
But if you put me down for another
I'll know, believe me, I'll know

'cause the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes can't help but see if you are true to me
So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes

You say that you're at home when you phone me
And how much you really care
Though you keep telling me that you're lonely
I'll know if someone is there

'cause the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes can't help but see if you are true to me
So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes

One of these days you're gonna be sorry
'cause your game I'm gonna play
And you'll find out without really tryin'
Each time that my kisses stray

'cause the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes will see me too
And no matter what I do
I could never disguise all my little white lies
'cause the night has a thousand eyes

So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes

Morning, Letty.

I'm sorry I haven't been on here for a while, but I DID try to post one the other day, and A2K all froze up on me!
I think it must be happening to other people, as I've heard mention of it on various threads here and there....phew! I thought it was my computer playing up for a while.

Anyway.......here in the UK the sun is in the sky, there's not a cloud in sight and it's going to be a lovely weekend, especially seeing as how I'm going to a very scenic part of the North West for a couple of days, to recharge the batteries, so to speak.


It may be Autumn here, but spring is defintely in the air.....


LOVE SHACK - THE B52'S.


If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says 15 miles to the Love Shack!
Love shack yah yah
I'm headin' down the Atlanta highway, lookin' for the love getaway
Heading for the love getaway, love getaway,
I got me a car, it's as big as a whale and we're headin' on down
To the Love Shack
I got me a Chrysler, it seats about 20
So hurry up and bring your jukebox money
The Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
Love Shack baby, (a Love Shack bay-bee).
Love shack, baby love shack,
love shack, baby love shack, love shack.
(love baby, that's where it's at) love shack
(love baby, that's where it's at)

Sign says.. Woo... stay away fools,
'cause love rules at the Love Shack!
Well it's set way back in the middle of a hill,
Just a funky old shack and I gotta get back

Glitter on the mattress
Glitter on the highway
Glitter on the front porch
Glitter on the highway

The Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together,
love shack baby... (Love Shack baby!)
Love Shack, that's where it's at!
Love Shack, that's where it's at!

Huggin' and a kissin', dancin' and a lovin',
wearin' next to nothing
Cause it's hot as an oven
The whole shack shimmies
YEA! the whole shack shimmies!
The whole shack shimmies when everybody's
Movin' around and around and around and around!
Everybody's movin', everybody's groovin' baby!
Folks linin' up outside just to get down
Everybody's movin', everybody's groovin' baby!
Funky little shack! Funky little shack!

Hop in my Chrysler, it's as big as a whale and it's about to set sail!
I got me a car, it seats about 20
So come on and bring your jukebox money.

Oh the Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
love shack, baby! (a love shack baby)
love shack! baby love shack
love shack! baby love shack
love shack! baby love shack (love baby that's where its at, yea, love baby that's where it's at)
love shack! baby love shack

Bang bang bang, on the door baby! (Knock a little louder baby!)
Bang bang bang,on the door baby! (I can't hear you!)
Bang bang bang, on the door baby! (Knock a little louder sugar!)
Bang bang bang, on the door baby! (I can't hear you!)


Bang bang bang on the door baby
Bang bang bang on the door baby (knock a little louder)
Bang bang (on the door baby)
Bang bang (on the door)
Bang bang (on the door baby)
Bang bang
Your what?.... Tin roof, rusted!

Love Shack, baby Love Shack!
Love Shack, baby Love Shack! love baby that's where its at, yea, love baby that's where it's at}
Love Shack, baby Love Shack!
Love baby, love shack
Huggin' and a kissin', dancin' and a lovin' at the love shack.

Jimmie Rodgers (country singer)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia




Jimmie Rodgers
Born September 8, 1897
Meridian, Mississippi, United States
Died May 26, 1933

"The Original" James Charles "Jimmie" Rodgers (September 8, 1897 -- May 26, 1933) was the first country music superstar. Rodgers, known as The Singing Brakeman and The Blue Yodeler, was born in Pine Springs, Mississippi, USA but considered his hometown to be Meridian, Mississippi, and spent most of his early life from boyhood accompanying his father on railroad jobs. He eventually became a railroad brakeman, an extremely dangerous and highly skilled job. In the days before air brakes, the brakeman had to stop the train by running on top of the moving train from car to car setting mechanical brakes on each one.

Tuberculosis forced him to leave the railroad, and he undertook all sorts of work, ranging from police detective to blackface performer in minstrels and medicine shows. Before answering an advertisement from Ralph Peer of the Victor Talking Machine Company to audition as a performing artist. This audition in Bristol, Tennessee, on August 4, 1927 (two days after the Carter Family answered the same ad and recorded in the same hall) led to Rodgers' phenomenally successful recording career.

His songs, most of which he wrote himself, were typically either sentimental songs about home, family and sweethearts, or tough takes on the lives of hoboes, "rounders", and his beloved railroads and railroaders, on his own hard life and happy marriage.

Each of his recordings captures the unique vocal quality that singles Rodgers out from the array of early country musicians. His voice is powerful and haunting. His yodels are second to none in their tone, complexity and ingenuity. His sound is like no other and, once heard, is never forgotten. Hearing Rodgers also serves to instantly place in context much of the country singing of every era since. Backed by a variety of accompanying ensembles and playing guitar on many tracks, Rodgers' instrumentation always seems well suited to the song's needs. His music is invaluable for its historical importance and also for its virtuosic vocals and beautiful melodies.

A round dozen of his songs bore the generic title "Blue Yodel" with a number. The first "Blue Yodel" is better known from its refrain, "T for Texas, T for Tennessee". Fundamentally, Rodgers was a white blues singer, singing traditional blues lyrics and accompanying himself on guitar and yodel, which was nothing like classic Swiss yodeling. His yodeling was really vocalized falsetto blues licks, providing obbligatos and choruses that in other blues performances would have been provided by a lead instrument.

Notable Rodgers titles include "Waiting for a Train" (1929), "In the Jailhouse Now" (1928, version 2 1930), "Jimmie the Kid" (1931), "Mule Skinner Blues" (1931), "Miss the Mississippi and You" (1932), "Looking for a New Mama" (1931), "Jimmie's Mean Mama Blues" (1931), and "Train Whistle Blues" (1930). The 113 songs he recorded have hardly ever been out of print. His musical career lasted only six years. He died from tuberculosis in 1933 in the Taft Hotel, New York at age 35.

His last recordings were made in Manhattan less than a week before his death. He had been bedridden for several years before this last session and had to rest on a cot between takes.

When the Country Music Hall of Fame was established in 1961, Rodgers was one of the first three to be inducted. He was also elected to the Songwriters Hall of Fame and his song "Blue Yodel No. 9" is ranked No. 23 on The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame's 500 Songs that Shaped Rock and Roll.

Sid Caesar
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Sid Caesar (born Isaac Sidney Caesar on September 8, 1922) is an Emmy-winning comic actor and writer, best known as the leading man on the 1950s television sketch comedy series Your Show of Shows.

Caesar was born to Eastern European Jewish immigrants in Yonkers, New York where his father ran a lunch counter where immigrant workers would gather. From them Sid learned to mimic many of the accents that he would use throughout his career. After graduating high school, he planned on a career in music, playing the saxophone. While he earned a reputation as a talented musician in the "Borscht Belt" in the Catskills, he also began performing comedy sketches, and became a sensation.

Caesar served in the Coast Guard during World War II, organizing entertainment for the enlisted men. This took him to Los Angeles, where he got a part in two films, Tars and Spars, based on a wartime comedy routine he did, and The Guilt of Janet Ames. By 1949 he entered the new medium of television, hosting The Admiral Broadway Review.

Television was a natural medium for Caesar. Over the next few years he hosted such hits as Your Show of Shows (1950-1954), Caesar's Hour (1954-1957) and Sid Caesar Invites You (1958). These shows, particularly Your Show of Shows, brought together some of the greatest comic talent of the day, including Imogene Coca, Nanette Fabray, Carl Reiner, and Howard Morris. Many prominent writers got their start writing the skits, including Mel Brooks, Neil Simon, Woody Allen, Mel Tolkin, and Larry Gelbart. Caesar is also responsible for starting the career of Jim Perry in the early 1960s, who went on to become a popular television host, producer and singer.

Caesar's life took a turn when his show Sid Caesar Invites You was cancelled in 1958. In his autobiography he confesses that he turned to alcohol and drugs to overcome the insecurity of having a successful career unravel. He did make several appearances on Broadway, starring in Little Me, on television (The Sid Caesar Show, 1963-1964) and in the movies, Stanley Kramer's star-studded comedy It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World (1963), Mel Brooks's Silent Movie (1976), and as "Coach Calhoun" in 1978's Grease, but even though he continues to work, he has never recaptured the glory of the Golden Age of Television.

He has been married to Florence Levy since July 17, 1943.

Virna Lisi
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Virna Lisi (b. September 8, 1937 as Virna Lisa Pieralisi) is an Italian film actor.

She began her film career as a teenager in 1953. Cast more for her stunning looks than talent, her early films included La Donna del giorno (1956), Don't Tempt the Devil (1962) , and the Italian-made spectacle Romolo e Remo (1961). The pert and sexy star also made a decorative dent in Hollywood comedy as a tempting blue-eyed blonde starring opposite Jack Lemmon in How to Murder Your Wife (1965), and appearing with Tony Curtis in Not with My Wife, You Don't! (1966). Confined to the same type of glamour roles here, she returned to Europe within a couple of years but hardly fared better in such mediocre movies as Arabella (1967). In later decades, however, a career renaissance occurred for Virna. She began to be perceived as more than just a tasty dish, giving a wide variety of mature, award-winning performances. It all culminated in the role of a lifetime with the film La Reine Margot (1994), in which she played a marvelously malevolent Catherine de Medici and won both the César and Cannes Film Festival awards, not to mention the Italian version of the "Oscar".

Trivia

Alternated filming activity with television and stage acting, namely at Piccolo Teatro di Milano, where she did "I giacobini" by Federico Zardi, under the direction of Giorgio Strehler. She was one of the stars launched as a successor to Marilyn Monroe in the United States, in the late '60s.

The '80s Argentinian band, Sumo (band) (led by an Italian singer), made a song for her. The singer's brother is the actor Andrea Prodan, who appeared with her in the movie I ragazzi di via Panisperna (1988).

Lisi was cast in the title role in Barbarella (film) (1968), but she turned it down and returned to Italy.

Retrieved from "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virna_Lisi"

LETTER FROM A FARM KID

Dear Ma and Pa,

I am well. Hope you are too. Tell Brother Walt
and Brother Elmer the Marine Corps beats working
for old man Minch by a mile. Tell them to join up
quick before all of the places are filled.

I was restless at first because you got to stay in
bed till nearly 6a.m., but I am getting so I like to
sleep late. Tell Walt and Elmer all you do before
breakfast is smooth your cot, and shine some
things. No hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix,
wood to split, fire to lay. Practically nothing.

Men got to shave, but it is not so bad, there's
warm water. Breakfast is strong on trimmings like
fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc., but kind of
weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried
eggplant, pie and other regular food, but tell Walt
and Elmer you can always sit by the two city boys
that live on coffee. Their food plus yours holds you
until noon when you get fed again. It's no wonder
these city boys can't walk much.

We go on "route marches," which the platoon
sergeant says are long walks to harden us. If he
thinks so, it's not my place to tell him different. A
"route march" is about as far as it is to our mailbox
at home. Then the city guys get sore feet and we
all ride back in trucks.

The country is nice but awful flat. The sergeant
is like a school teacher. He nags a lot. The Captain
is like the school board.
Majors and colonels just ride around and frown.
They don't bother you none.

This next part will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing.
I keep getting medals for shooting. I don't know why.
The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk head and
don't move, and it ain't shooting at you like the Higgett
boys at home. All you got to do is lie there all
comfortable and hit it. You don't even load your own
cartridges.
They come in boxes.

Then we have what they call hand-to-hand combat
training. You get to wrestle with them city boys. I have
to be real careful though, they break real easy. It ain't
like fighting with that ole bull at home.
I'm about the best they got in this except for that Tug
Jordan from over in Silver Lake I only beat him once.
He joined up the same time as me, but I'm only 5'6" and
130 pounds and he's 6'8" and near 300 pounds dry.

Be sure to tell Walt and Elmer to hurry and join before
other fellers get onto this setup and come stampeding in.

Your loving daughter,
Alice

Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors. I know our hawkman isn't finished with his bio's as yet, yit, but will just say welcome back to our Lordship and our turtle. Thanks for the songs, and when Bob is through, we will comment further.

Alice, Bob? Love it, Boston, and thanks once again for the great background on the celeb's.

Yes, there has been quite a bit of "freezing" of late. I suppose we must expect glitches in any transformation.

Now for some coffee. I need to become more alert.

re the bio Peter Sellers, to me the single best performance Peter gave was the starring role in Being There.

Hey, cowboy. Didn't see that movie, I don't think, but Peter Sellers was one funny guy in the Pink Panther flicks.

Here's an answer to Bob's "Alice"

A Country Boy Can Survive
by Kid Rock



The preacher man says it's the end of time
The Mississippi river, she's going dry
The interest is up, and the stock market's down
You only get mugged if you go down town
I live back in the woods you see,
My woman, my kids, and my dogs, and me
I got a shotgun, and a rifle, and a 4 wheel drive
A Country boy can survive
And a Country boy can survive
See, i can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish, from dusk till dawn
We make our own whisky, and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do, no
We grow good ole tomatoes, make homemade wine
A Country boy can survive
And a Country boy can survive
Cause you can't starve us out, can't make me run
Hey there boy, i got a big shotgun
We say grace, and we say Mam
If you aint into that, we don't give a damn
I had a good friend in N.Y. city
He never called me Kid Rock, he called me hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off this land
His taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway night
I'd send him some of that homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars, my friend lost his life
I wanna spit some beechnut in the dudes eyes
Shoot him with my mother (bleep) 45
A country boy can survive
Cause you cant starve us out, cant make us run
Hey there boy, i got a big shotgun
We say grace, and we say Mam
If you Ain't into that, we don't give a damn
We're from North California, and South Alabama
And little towns all around this land
Well i can skin a buck, and run a trout line
A Country boy can survive
Well a Country boy can survive
Survive.

You know, folks. It occurred to me there is beauty in every song and life style.

Well, they say
that Santa Fe
Is less than ninety miles away,
And I got time to roll a number
and rent a car.
Oh, Albuquerque.
I've been flyin'
down the road,
And I've been starvin' to be alone,
And independent from the scene
that I've known.
Albuquerque.
So I'll stop when I can,
Find some fried eggs
and country ham.
I'll find somewhere where
they don't care who I am.
Oh, Albuquerque,
Albuquerque.


< It's State Fair Time in A' :wink: >

Well, my goodness, folks. There's our Walter playing a song from a land that he has visited without a green card. Thanks, Germany. I was also thinking of the Santa Fe Trail, and the lovely lyrics to that tune.

Our Raggedy will probably be along shortly to show us the faces of the famous, so I will wait until then to acknowledge all the celebs.