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djjd62
 
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Reply Fri 28 Apr, 2006 07:56 pm
Let Go With The Flow
The Beautiful South

The superfly guy that you're courting now
Used to be a super-swot
And the clothes he thinks look retro
Are more 'Land That Time Forgot'
And if he knows where he was standing
When J.F.K was shot
Chances are though time's passed him by
He's still standing within yards of that spot

So if your hangover feels like the dart board
Whilst the Christians hit bulls-eye
And paranoia that self-employer
Is following in heavy disguise

Off goes intelligence to join high tide
To drift with all the things we let go
Only tidal wave could possibly save
All we let go with the flow
Let go with the flow
Books we may have written, we don't know
Let go with the flow
Some enchanted city we wont go

He who used to float like a butterfly once
Is floating like a glorious moth
And the flygirls you hung around with then
Are lucky if they even take off
Dresses and skirts you thought were in
Everyone a dust-rag or dishcloth
Like every flat beer that they serve around here
We all start life as fabulous froth

So why do you work yourself that hard
When you don't even like the job?
Why do you hate the small-time thief
When it's your own time you'll always rob?

Off goes intelligence to join high tide
To drift with all the things we let go
Only tidal wave could possibly save
All we let go with the flow
Let go with the flow
Books we may have written, we don't know
Let go with the flow
Some enchanted city we wont go
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djjd62
 
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Reply Fri 28 Apr, 2006 07:58 pm
Sailing Solo
The Beautiful South

Imagine sailing solo around the world
Only to find you've missed a continent out
And as your happy turns choppy and tidal wave swirls
You're wondering why there's no one about

At least Captain Scott actually stood on the spot
Where he planned to put up Union Jack
And though Captain Cook cursed the map that he took
He got near enough for native's attack

That's how it feels trying to navigate you
Even with compass and infinite time
Just when I think I've found some part that's new
I find a flag already up that's not mine

Circling you is journey minus view
Exploration without reason or reward
'Cause when I get near you use an arrow or spear
To prevent my heart ever being shored

The earth ain't flat but it's a simple doormat
Compared to your unclimbable self
The desolate terrain you have to cross to your brain
Just one of your slippery shelves

That's how it feels trying to navigate you
Even with compass and infinite time
Just when I think I've found some part that's new
I find a flag already up that's not mine

And if I ever get close I'll need a banner or post
To hang it from, first there or not
So voyage may uncover a sister or brother
And a friendship that Colombus forgot.
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Reyn
 
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Reply Fri 28 Apr, 2006 08:32 pm
tin_sword_arthur wrote:
Always Look on the Bright Side of Life (from Monty Python)

words and music by Eric Idle

Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse....

I love this song. I seem to remember that it was from their film "Life of Brian"?
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djjd62
 
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Reply Fri 28 Apr, 2006 08:42 pm
Reyn wrote:
tin_sword_arthur wrote:
Always Look on the Bright Side of Life (from Monty Python)

words and music by Eric Idle

Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse....

I love this song. I seem to remember that it was from their film "Life of Brian"?



correct,they sing it at the end, during the crucifixtion scene

another good python tune

The Galaxy song from "Monty Python's The Meaning of Life"

<spoken>
Whenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown,
And things seem hard or tough,
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft,
<sung>
And you feel that you've had quite eno-o-o-o-o-ough,

Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And reolving at nine thousand miles an hour.
It's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
'Round the sun that is the source of all our power.
Now the sun, and you and me, and all the stars that we can see,
Are moving at a million miles a day,
In the outer spiral arm, at fourteen thousand miles an hour,
Of a galaxy we call the Milky Way.

Our galaxy itself contains a hundred million stars;
It's a hundred thousand light-years side to side;
It bulges in the middle sixteen thousand light-years thick,
But out by us it's just three thousand light-years wide.
We're thirty thousand light-years from Galactic Central Point,
We go 'round every two hundred million years;
And our galaxy itself is one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.

<waltz>

Our universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding,
In all of the directions it can whiz;
As fast as it can go, that's the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth;
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere out in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down here on Earth!


-- Eric Idle
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Fri 28 Apr, 2006 08:47 pm
Fourth Time Around

When she said,
"Don't waste your words, they're just lies,"
I cried she was deaf.
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes,
Then said, "What else you got left?"
It was then that I got up to leave
But she said, "Don't forget,
Everybody must give something back
For something they get."

I stood there and hummed,
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come.
And she buttoned her boot,
And straightened her suit,
Then she said, "Don't get cute."
So I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs,
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum.

She threw me outside,
I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked.
And after finding I'd
Forgotten my shirt,
I went back and knocked.
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it,
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against . . .

Her Jamaican rum
And when she did come, I asked her for some.
She said, "No, dear."
I said, "Your words aren't clear,
You'd better spit out your gum."
She screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor,
And I covered her up and then
Thought I'd go look through her drawer.

And, when I was through
I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you.
And you, you took me in,
You loved me then
You didn't waste time.
And I, I never took much,
I never asked for your crutch.
Now don't ask for mine.


B Dylan
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 03:46 am
Good morning WA2K listeners and contributors.

dj, I really enjoy your Beautiful South songs. They are unique. Thanks, Canada.

Hey, Reyn. Nice to see you back, my friend. One of you must explain the movie to which you referred.

My word, folks. edgar is here with a new avatar. Great, Texas, and thanks for the Dylan song.

Well, let's have another quote from the Bard and see if anyone can identify it:

For want of a nail, the shoe was lost. The winner shall receive a cardboard cutout of the Globe theatre. <smile>
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 06:45 am
Good Day to all.

I already have a cardboard cutout of The Globe Theatre, thank you, but I'd like to drop a hint:

http://www.school-for-champions.com/biographies/images/franklin1.gif

and wish a Happy 49th birthday to Daniel Day-Lewis; a 48th to Michelle Pfeiffer and a 36th to Uma thurman:

http://www.filmfestivals.com/pixus/festivals/oscars/2003/wireimage/daniel_day_lewis.jpghttp://www.handbag.com/graphics/library4/michellepfeiffergetty.jpg
http://www.celebrita.cz/foto/thumb/1321548uma_thurman.jpg
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tin sword arthur
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 06:50 am
If anyone (besides me) is a fan of BASEketball, here is the song playing in Coop's car. I warned you I'll be looking for the odder songs in life.

Your life is spinning out of control
Seems the whole world is out to get you
Everything is wrong nothing seems right

There's a sinking feeling inside
And your best friend has turned his back
But you can't let it bring you down
No you've got to fight it
Cause you try but you can't let go

Cause when you're down you gotta get up
Don't let them walk all over your face
Stand up for yourself and make everything right again
Even if some guy's trying to blackmail you
And your girlfriend thinks you suck
Its up to you to let them know it was all just part of some rich guys evil plan

Look out ahead there's a truck changing lanes
You got some yellow crumbs on your upper lip
And those warts on your d**k aren't gonna go away
Unless you start using topical cream everyday
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 08:14 am
Well, there's our Raggedy, listeners. Do I see a picture of Ben writing Poor Richard's Almanac, PA? <smile>

Ah, two lovely ladies and a fantastic actor, especially in Gangs of New York. Thanks, gal, and I will just keep the cutout for later.

Well, tin sword, we accept your odd songs, warts and all; however, I am not certain who the group "coop's Car" is. A figure in the world of sports?

How about a nice jazz ballad, listeners:

Performed by Rod Stewart and Norah Jones:

It's not the pale moon that excites me
That thrills and delights me, oh no
It's just the nearness of you

It isn't your sweet conversation
That brings this sensation, oh no
It's just the nearness of you

When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me
All my wildest dreams come true

I need no soft lights to enchant me
If you'll only grant me the right
To hold you ever so tight
And to feel in the night the nearness of you.

Lovely, no?
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Reyn
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 08:18 am
Hello Letty and gang. This is really new, so probably not many know about it yet.

Check out the eagle webcam link that I put in the Wildlife forum. It's really neat. It's a camera that's going to record the birth of an eagle chick here in the Vancouver area.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 08:21 am
Will do, Reyn. Thanks for alerting us, B.C.
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Reyn
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 12:10 pm
As I posted there, sometimes the small screen at the site goes black due to the number of hits it gets. I saw an eagle last night and again this morning. The chick will hatch over the next few days, I understand.

Not everybody's cup of tea, I guess.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 12:22 pm
Reyn, being able to watch the birth of a wee bird and an eagle at that, is one of the greatest pleasures in life. I, for one, will continue to try, and I urge all of our listeners to do so.

In tribute:


The Eagle
by Lord Alfred Tennyson

(Fragment)

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 01:08 pm
Good morning all.
This comes out well at full blast

ROLLING STONES LYRICS
AIN'T TO PROUD TO BEG
(Holland/Whitfield)

I know you wanna leave me, but I refuse to let you go
If I have to beg, plead for sympathy
I don't mind, 'cause it means that much to me
Ain't too proud to beg, sweet darlin'

Please don't leave me, don't you go
Ain't too proud to plead, baby, baby
Please don't leave me, don't you go
Well I heard a quiet man is half a man, with no sense of pride

If I have to cry to keep ya I don't mind weepin'
If weepin' gonna keep ya by my side
Ain't too proud to beg, sweet darlin'
Please don't leave me, don't you go

Ain't too proud to plead, baby, baby
Please don't leave me, don't you go
If I have to sleep on your doorstep all night and day
Just to keep you from walkin' away

Let my friends laugh, for this I can stand
'Cause I wanna I keep ya, yeah, yeah, I can
Ain't too proud to beg, sweet darlin'
Please don't leave me, don't you go

Ain't too proud to plead, baby, baby
Please don't leave me, don't you go
I got a love so deep in the pit of my heart
Ev'ry day it grows more and more

I'm not ashamed to come and plead with you, baby
If pleadin' keeps you from walkin' out the door

Ain't too proud to beg, sweet darlin'
Please don't leave me, don't you go
Ain't too proud to plead, baby, baby
Please don't leave me, don't you go
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 01:18 pm
Eagle and the Hawk :: John Denver

Ohhhhhh,

I am the Eagle,
I live in high country,
The rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky.

I am the Hawk,
And there's blood on my feathers,
But time is still turning,
They soon will be dry.

And all those who see me,
And all who believe in me,
Share in the freedom I feel when I fly!

(instrumental portion)

Come dance with the west wind,
And touch on the mountain tops,
Sail over the canyons,
And up to the stars.

And reach for the heavens,
And hope for the future,
And all that we can be,
Not just what we are...

(instrumental lead into finish)
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 01:19 pm
There's our Try, listeners. Love the "begging" song, honey. Thanks for the Rolling Stones as we all appreciate their music.

As a reply to you, and a reflection of Reyn's wonderful bird:

The Eagles:


The Best of My Love

Every night I'm lyin' in bed
Holdin' you close in my dreams
Thinkin' about all the things that we said
And comin' apart at the seams
We try to talk it over
But the words come out to rough
I know you were tryin'
to give me the best of your love

Beautiful faces and loud, empty places
Look at the way that we live
Wastin' our time on cheap talk and wine
Left us so little to give
That same old crowd
Was like a cold dark cloud
That we could never rise above
But here in my heart I give you the best of my love
Oh sweet darlin' you get the best of my love, oh
Sweet darlin', you get the best of my love

I'm goin' back in time
And it's a sweet dream
It was a quiet night
And I would be all right
If i could go on sleepin'
But every mornin'
I wake up and worry
What's gonna happen today
You see it your way
And I see it mine
But we both see it slippin' away

You know we always had each other baby
I guess that wasn't enough
Oh, but here in my heart
I give you the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin'
You get the best of my love
Every night and day,
You get the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin' you get the best of my love
Oh, sweet darlin' you get the best of my love..
etc..
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 01:21 pm
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 01:23 pm
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 01:24 pm
Tom Ewell
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Tom Ewell (April 29, 1909 - September 12, 1994) was an American actor.

Born Samuel Yewell Tompkins in Owensboro, Kentucky, Ewell began acting in Summer Stock in 1928 with Don Ameche, before moving to New York in 1931. He enrolled in the Actors Studio alongside classmates Montgomery Clift and Karl Malden. He made his Broadway debut in 1934 and his film debut in 1940, and for several years played comic supporting roles. He attracted attention with a strong performance in the film Adam's Rib (1949) and he began to receive Hollywood roles more frequently.

His most successful and arguably most identifiable role came in 1952 when he began the Broadway production of The Seven Year Itch. With Vanessa Brown as "The Girl", the show ran for almost three years, and Ewell played the part more than 750 times. He won a 1953 Tony Award for this role. He reprised his role in the 1955 film version, with Brown replaced by Marilyn Monroe. The scene of Ewell slyly admiring Monroe as she stood over a subway grate with her skirt billowing, has become one of the most iconic moments in films. He won a Golden Globe Award for his performance.

He enjoyed another film success in The Girl Can't Help It (1956) opposite Jayne Mansfield, but as his film and theater careers seemed to have reached their peaks, he turned his attention to television. Over several years he played guest roles in numerous series, and received an Emmy Award nomination for his continuing role in the television series Baretta, with Ewell commenting that working on that series had given him greater pleasure than any project he had ever worked on. His final acting performance was in a 1986 episode of Murder, She Wrote.

In a 1983 interview Ewell stated that the theater was the only arena in which actors could be creative, because films were the work of directors, and television was the work of technicians. He said he did not hold any particular regard for any of his films, with the exception of The Seven Year Itch. He also spoke highly of his co-star Monroe, saying that he "adored" her and that she was "such a lovely person to work with". He claimed never to have seen any of his films, including The Seven Year Itch, and had only ever seen glimpses of himself onscreen when his wife was watching television. He said he suffered from an inferiority complex and could not bear to see himself on screen as he was too critical of himself.

He died in Woodland Hills, California, aged 85, of undisclosed causes.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tom_Ewell
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sat 29 Apr, 2006 01:26 pm
Celeste Holm
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Celeste Holm (born April 29, 1919, but some sources indicate 1917) is an American stage, film, and television actress. She is perhaps best remembered for her Academy Award-winning role in Gentleman's Agreement (1947), as well as for her Oscar-nominated performance in All About Eve (1950).


Early life

Born in New York City, Holm was an only child. Her mother, Jean Parke, was an American portrait artist and author, while her father, Theodor Holm, was a Norwegian insurance adjuster for Lloyd's of London. Holm studied acting at the University of Chicago before becoming a stage actress in the late 1930s.

Career

Her first professional theatrical role was in a production of Hamlet starring Leslie Howard, and Holm quickly rose to prominence with her portrayal of "Ado Annie" in the original Broadway production of Oklahoma! in 1943.

After starring in the Broadway production of Bloomer Girl, 20th Century Fox signed Holm to a movie contract in 1946, and in her first two years as a film actress Holm cemented herself immediately as a formidable performer, especially when winning her Oscar and Golden Globe for best supporting actress in Gentleman's Agreement. After her famous performance in All About Eve, however, Holm realized she preferred working in live theater than on movie sets, and took on very few filmed roles over the following decade. The most successful of these was in the 1956 musical, High Society, in which she duetted with Frank Sinatra.

In the 1970s and 1980s, Holm returned more fully to screen acting, with roles in films such as Three Men and a Baby and in television series (often as a guest star) such as Columbo and Falcon Crest.

Celeste Holm has received many honors in her lifetime: the 1968 Sarah Siddons Award for distinguished achievement in Chicago theatre, she was appointed to the National Arts Council by then-President Ronald Reagan, knighted by King Olav of Norway, and inducted into the American Theatre Hall of Fame in 1992. She remains active for social causes as a spokesperson for UNICEF, and for occasional professional engagements.

On April 29, 2004, on her 85th (or 87th) birthday, she married a 41 year-old opera singer, Frank Basile.

Private life

Holm is the mother of Ted Nelson, the co-creator of hypertext, from whom she is estranged, by her first husband, Ralph Nelson; and of Daniel Dunning with third husband, A. Schuyler Dunning.

In 2006, Holm was presented with a Lifetime Achievement Award by the SunDeis Film Festival at Brandeis University.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Celeste_Holm
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