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Grace Jones (born Grace Mendoza on May 19, 1948, in Spanish Town, Kingston, Jamaica) is a model, singer and actress.

Raised in Syracuse, New York, she found success in the 70s as a model, working in New York and Paris, before rising to public prominence as a singer and personality.


Musical career

Jones secured a record deal with Island Records, which resulted in a string of club hits and attracted a large gay following. The three disco albums she recorded - Portfolio (1977), Fame (1978), and Muse (1979) - generated dance singles such as "Sorry"/"That's The Trouble," "I Need A Man," and a classic cover of Édith Piaf's "La Vie En Rose." During this period, she also became a muse to Andy Warhol, appearing in his portraits and accompanying him to Studio 54 on many occasions.

As the 70s drew to a close, Jones adapted the emerging New Wave music to suit a different style, a significant departure from her previous output that resulted in some of her most successful work. Still with Island, and now working with producers Alex Sadkin and Chris Blackwell, she released the acclaimed albums Warm Leatherette (1980) and Nightclubbing (1981). These included re-imaginings of songs by Sting, Iggy Pop, The Pretenders, Roxy Music, Flash And The Pan, The Normal, and Tom Petty, as well as originals like the Billboard Top 20 single "Pull Up To The Bumper" and "I've Seen That Face Before (Libertango)."

Parallel to her musical shift was an equally dramatic visual makeover, created in partnership with stylist Jean-Paul Goude, who she eventually married and had a son with. Jones adopted a severe, androgynous look, with square-cut hair and angular, padded clothes. The iconic cover photographs of Nightclubbing and subsequently Slave to the Rhythm exemplified this new identity. Her collaboration with Sadkin and Blackwell continued with the dub reggae-influenced album Living My Life, which featured "Nipple To The Bottle," "The Apple Stretching," and the Jones-penned and much-sampled "My Jamaican Guy."

Later in the 80s, she worked with Trevor Horn for the conceptual musical collage Slave to the Rhythm (1985), and with Nile Rodgers for Inside Story (1986) - her first album away from the Island label. The well-received Slave to the Rhythm was an album that consisted of several remixes of the title track. Inside Story produced her last US Hot 100 hit to date, "I'm Not Perfect (But I'm Perfect For You),". Bulletproof Heart in 1989 produced the #1 US club hit "Love on Top of Love - Killer Kiss," produced by C+C Music Factory's David Cole and Robert Clivilles. Although she never became a truly mainstream recording artist, much of her musical output was popular on the Billboard Dance/Club Play Chart and many of her songs are regarded as classics to this day.

Although Grace Jones was one-of-a-kind, her dominant, mascular attire and manner was a clear influence on the "power dressing" movement of the 1980s, and on musical artists such as Annie Lennox of the Eurythmics. She would also exemplify the "box" haircut style in the 70's, which would be worn by many Black men all over America throughout much of the next decade, notably Larry Blackmon of the funk group Cameo. For a brief time she was one of a few entertainers who could balance a recording and acting career simultaneously, and indeed her film roles and modelling work often overshadowed her musical output. Her strong visual presence extended to her stage work. Her performances were unique spectacles; she adopted various personas and wore outlandish costumes, particularly during her years with Goude. One memorable performance was at the Paradise Garage in 1985, wherein she collaborated with legendary visual artist Keith Haring for her costume.

Grace Jones was no stranger to controversy. In 1981 Grace Jones slapped chat show host Russell Harty across the face live on air after he turned to interview other guests. This later topped a 2006 BBC poll of most shocking TV chat show moments. She was featured in the September 1987 issue of Playboy magazine with Dolph Lundgren. In April 2005, she was escorted off a train by British police after a row with a female ticket inspector.

Grace Jones still performs. In November of 2004, she performed her hit "Slave to the Rhythm" at a tribute concert for Trevor Horn at Wembley arena. She received rave reviews, despite being absent in the music scene for some time. In February 2006, Grace was the celebrity runway model for Diesel's show in New York. She strutted the runway, with her own fierce attitude and style. Since that appearance, rumours have circulated of a comeback.


Film career

Grace Jones as May Day in "A View to a Kill".Jones' work as an actress in mainstream film first began with the role of Zula, the amazon in the 1984 film Conan the Destroyer alongside Arnold Schwarzenegger and NBA legend Wilt Chamberlain. Previous to this she appeared in low-budget films, often with sexually explicit content. She next landed the role of May Day, in the 1985 James Bond movie A View to a Kill. Jones was regarded by some critics as the best thing about the otherwise-panned film (particularly when May Day surprised Bond by flipping him over in bed during a "love" sequence, insisting on taking the top role.)[citation needed] She appeared in a number of motion pictures including the 1986 vampire film, Vamp as well as the Eddie Murphy film Boomerang in 1992. She also appeared in an episode of the Beastmaster television series as the Impatra Warrior.


The voice

While some critics have suggested that Jones "speak-sings" often in her songs, she actually possesses a 2.5 octave range. Her natural baritone is used on songs like "Slave To The Rhythm," while she is able to hit high notes on "La Vie En Rose". The stylized "speak-sing" in general has been compared to an ancient singing technique which for centuries has been a part of some African cultures. Many of her recordings feature a monotone vocal style, as this fits her visual appearance, though Jones is a capable singer as she proved in the jazz number "Victor Should Have Been A Jazz Musician" from the album "Inside Story".

WHY YELLING AT A MAN DOESN'T WORK

What a woman says:
This place is a mess! C'mon! You and I need to clean up!
Your stuff is lying on the floor and you'll have no clothes
to wear if we don't do laundry right now!

What a man hears:
blah,blah,blah,blah, C'MON
blah,blah,blah,blah, YOU AND I
blah, blah,blah,blah, ON THE FLOOR
blah,blah,blah,blah, NO CLOTHES
blah,blah,blah,blah, RIGHT NOW

That's not the way I heard it.



Randy Crawford Lyrics -
Rainy Night In Georgia


Opening up my suitcase
Trying to find a warm place
To spend the night
Heavy rains are falling
Seems I hear your voice calling
Alright

A rainy night in georgia
A rainy night in georgia
I believe that it's raining all over the world
I feel that it's raining all over the world

Neon signs are flashing
Taxis, cabs and buses passing
Through the night
A distant moment of the train
Seems to play a sad refrain
To the night

A rainy night in Georgia
Such a rainy night in Georgia
I believe that it's raining all over the world
I feel like it's been raining all over the world

How many times I've wondered
It still comes out the same
No matter how you look at it often
It's life and we've just got to play the game

I shake the rain from my sweater
take out your letters to pass some time
last it night when its time to rest
i hold your pictures to my breast
and I feel fine, fine

It's a rainy night in Georgia
Such a rainy night in Georgia
I feel that it's raining all over the world
Lord I feel like it's raining all over the world

Rainy night
Such a rainy night

(repeat to fade)

Love Grace Jones, hawk. You may not be finished, but this one is an answer to our Try.

He was on his way home from Candletop
*Been* two weeks gone, and he'd thought he'd stop
At Web's and have *'em drink 'fore he went home to her
Andy Wo-Lo said hello
He said "*Hi whats new?" and
Wo said "Sit down, I got some bad news that's gonna hurt."
He said, "I'm your best friend, and you know that's right,
but your young bride ain't home tonight
Since you been gone, she's been seeing that Amos boy, Seth."
He got mad, and he saw red
Andy said, "Boy, don't lose your head, cuz to tell you the truth,
I been with her myself"

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia
That's the night that they hung an innocent man
Don't trust your soul to no backward Southern lawyer
Cuz the judge in town has got blood stains on his hands

Well Andy got scared, and left the bar
Walkin' on home, cuz he didn't live far
You see, Andy didn't have many friends, and he just lost him one
Brother thought his wife must've left town
So he went home and finally found
The only thing Daddy had left him, and that was a gun
He went off to Andy's house
Slippin' through the back woods quiet as a mouse
*Came upon some tracks too small for Andy to make
He looked through the screen at the back porch door
And he saw* *Andy there lyin' on the floor
In a puddle of blood, and he started to shake
Georgia patrol was making their rounds
So he fired a shot just to flag *'em down
A big-bellied sherriff grabbed his gun and said "Why'd you do it?"
Judge said guilty *on* a make-believe trial
Slapped the sherriff on the back with a smile
And said "Supper's waitin' at home, and I gotta get to it."

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia
That's the night that they hung an innocent man
Don't trust your soul with a backward Southern lawyer
Cuz the judge in town has got blood stains on his hands

Well they hung my brother before I could say
The tracks he saw while on his way
To Andy's house and back that night were mine
And his cheatin' wife had never left town
That's one body that'll never be found
You see, little sister don't miss when she aims her gun

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia
That's the night that they hung an innocent man
Don't trust your soul with a backward Southern lawyer
Cuz the judge in town has got blood stains on his hands

That's the night that the lights went out in Georgia
That's the night that they hung an innocent man
Don't trust your soul to no backward Southern lawyer
Cuz the judge in town has got blood stains on his hands

Hey, Tico. Where did you go. Come tell our listeners what it's like to co-star with Grace:

That is good advice Miss Letty.


HERE COMES THAT RAINY DAY FEELING AGAIN
WRITERS ROGER COOK, ROGER GREENAWAY

Cher Lyrics


Here comes that rainy day feeling again
And soon my tears they will be falling like rain
It always seems to be a Monday
Left all the memories of Sunday
Always standin' here before the clouds appear
And took away my sunshine
Here comes that rainy day feeling again
And I'll be dreaming of your baby in vain
Your face is always on my mind girl
I hope that soon you're gonna find girl
No way back to me
Cause if you say you stay the rainy days would go away
Misty morning eyes
I'm trying to describe
The way I feel
But I just can't hide it
People seem to know
This loneliness I show
Loneliness inside
But eat it up inside girl
Here comes that rainy day feeling again
And soon my tears they will be falling like rain
It always seems to be a Monday
Left all the memories of Sunday
Always standin' here before the clouds appear
And took away my sunshine

Well, Try, I understand that Cher won't be a part of the entertainment world any longer. Such a pity, right? Love that song, buddy.

and here's a response to our Try, folks:

Ain't No Sunshine

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she always gone too long anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she's gone
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away

I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, know, know, know, know
I know, I know
Hey I ought to
I ought to leave her alone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness everyday
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away.

Love it!

Breaking news:
Elvis' Legacy Joining Cirque Du Soleil

Published: 5/18/06, 10:25 PM EDT


MEMPHIS, Tenn. (AP) - Elvis Presley is going on a worldwide circus tour. CKX Inc., the parent company of Elvis Presley Enterprises, announced a long-term joint venture Thursday with Cirque du Soleil, the Canadian-based acrobatic troupe known for its extravagant theatrical and acrobatic productions.

Cirque du Soleil (French for circus of the sun) will produce a series of shows focused on Presley's life and music and help design interactive, multimedia museums called "Elvis Experiences," CKX said.

"The partnership promises to not only keep Elvis alive but also to bring a new perspective and vibrancy to Elvis that only the people at Cirque du Soleil could do," said CKX chief executive Robert F.X. Sillerman.

Lhasa

The high tide

The road is singing
When i set out
I take three steps…
The road grows silent

The road is dark
As far as i can see
I take three steps…
The road is gone

I climbed up
On the high tide
The head is full
But the heart
Wants more

Hands of lace
Wooden face
Body of brick
Eyes that sting

Hands of lace
Wooden face
I take three steps…
And you are there

I climbed up
On the high tide
The head is full
But the heart
Wants more

Welcome back, Francis. A lovely and pensive song, honey. Well, we know all about high tides here.

From Longfellow

The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveler hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveler to the shore.
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

and then, of course, There is Byron's "Roll on thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll..." <smile>

and speaking of Paris, listeners.

entertainment news:


Film declares love for Paris


Thursday May 18 1:58 PM ET


What do a lovesick vampire, a melancholic clown, an overweight American tourist and a poor parking lot watchman have in common? They are all madly in love in Paris -- and with Paris, of course.

In short episodes -- each set in a different Parisian neighborhood -- the film "Paris je t'aime" tells the funny, sad and sometimes utterly surreal love stories of couples living in the pretty and ugly parts of the French capital.

Featuring actors such as Nick Nolte, Natalie Portman and Steve Buscemi, the homage to the city of lights received much applause at the Cannes film festival this week, where it is presented in the sideline "Un Certain Regard" show.




But the film also came at a welcome time for Paris, where suburban riots and sometimes violent street protests have stolen the media limelight from the city's acclaimed architectural beauties in past months and prompted government ministers to warn that the image of Paris could suffer.

As I wait at Charles de Galle airport there is

Early Morning Rain Lyrics
Gordon Lightfoot

In the early morning rain, with a dollar in my hand.
With an aching in my heart, and my pockets full of sand.
I'm a long way from home; Lord, I miss my loved ones so.
In the early morning rain, with no place to go.

Out on runway number nine: big 707 set to go.
An' I'm stuck here in the grass, with a pain that ever grows.
Now the liquor tasted good, and the women all were fast.
Well now, there she goes my friend: she'll be rolling down at last.

Hear the mighty engines roar; see the silver wing on high.
She's away and westward bound; far above the clouds she'll fly,
Where the mornin' rain don't fall, and the sun always shines.
She'll be flying over my home in about three hours time.

This old airport's got me down; it's no earthly good to me.
An' I'm stuck here on the ground as cold and drunk as I can be.
You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train.

So I'd best be on my way, in the early mornin' rain.
You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train.
So I'd best be on my way, in the early mornin' rain.

Well, it's quittin time for me, folks. I'm sure I'll be on this weekend, though.

Artist : Aaron Tippin

Title : Come Friday

My friends and me work overtime
All try to walk the bottom line
You've been breathin' down our necks
But soon as we cash our paychecks
We'll be chillin' on my deck, Boss Man

There's nothin' you can do, nothin' you can say
Nothin' you can throw our way come Friday
We've been rubber stampin' paper clippin'
Sortin' fillin' faxin'
It's time to let the good times roll
Nothin' you can say, nothin' you can do
Nothin' that can wreck our mood come Friday
We've been roofin' rakin' truckin' pavin

Packin' stackin' layin' block
Farmin' fencin' monkey wrenchin' pickin' up and droppin' off
We can't wait to punch the clock
Come Friday - yeah!

Gonna fill my igloo full of ice
Stock up on my way home tonight
Light tiki torches and the grill
Put speakers on the windowsill
Play our music loud and dance all night

There's nothin' you can do, nothin' you can say
Nothin' you can throw our way come Friday
We've been rubber stampin' paper clippin'
Sortin' fillin' faxin'
It's time to let the good times roll
Nothin' you can say, nothin' you can do
Nothin' that can wreck our mood come Friday
We've been roofin' rakin' truckin' pavin

We'll be horseshoein' barbecuin' flippin'
Sippin' kickin' back
Lawn chairin' music blarin' laughin' havin' us a blast
Work all week until at last-

It's Friday
It's Friday - yeah!
Whoa!

Charles de Galle airport, Try? Love it!

Great song by Gordon Lightfoot, incidentally. I always thought that he was a tall Amerind sort of guy. Was I ever surprised to find out that he looked like Robin Williams with a beard.

I just got back from a lovely trip,
Along our A1A.

Just kidding, folks. No Santa songs, but the ocean here is so very peaceful and the right color this afternoon.

I wonder if Stevie would be right for the occasion, listeners:



STEVIE WONDER LYRICS

"Look Around"

We are idle strangers
Married to our dangers
Into space we go to change our ways

Flying to our heavens
We are all together
Into hell we chase the light of day

Look around and you'll see
Ruins of the human history
Look around and you'll see
Time is only floating in your mind
You will find
Searching for time
Empty is your mind

We are charmed by living
Dazzled into giving
All the waste we plan to ignore

Coldness is the virtue
Measured by the untrue
Love is used for something but what for?

Look around and you'll see
Ruins of the human history
Look around and you'll see
Time is only floating in your mind
You will find
Searching for time
Empty is your mind
Look around.

Well, I looked around and I saw an eroded beach.

Oops, Mr. TinSwordsman. Missed Your Friday song. Ah, how sweet is it to see the approach of the weekend, but our poor dj is probably working as we speak.

Here's a great quote, folks:


"It is time, time... Now. Yes. She is so small and compact and yet she has all the necessary features... Shall I compare thee to a Sony Walkman, thou art more compact"

Sean Thomas. Well, it ain't Shakespeare, but it's modern. <smile>

This ain't Shakespeare, no way.


Artist/Band: Nelson Willie
Lyrics for Song: Blue Eyes Cryin' In The Rain
Lyrics for Album: Live at Billy Bob's Texas


In the twilight glow, I see
Blue eyes cryin' in the Rain
When we kissed goodbye and parted
I knew we'd never meet a-gain

Love is like a dying ember;
Only memories re- main.
And/ thru the ages I'll re-member
Blue eyes cryin' in the rain.

Someday when we meet up yonder,
We'll stroll hand in hand a- gain.
And/ in a land that knows no parting,
Blue eyes crying in the rain.

Ah, Try. That is one I can play on the PI anner. <smile>

Hey, listeners, who wrote this one. My oldest sister loves it:


THE GIRL IN THE BLUE VELVET BAND
Recorded by Doc Watson
Written by Cliff Carlisle and Mel Foree

One [C] night while [G] out for a [C] ramble
The [F] hour was just about [C] nine
I [F] met a young maiden in [C] 'Frisco
On the corner of [G] Cherry and [C] Pine.

On her face there was beauty of nature
And in it, her eyes seem to expand
Her hair was so rich and so brilliant
Entwined in a BLUE VELVET BAND.

We strolled down the long street together
In my pocket she placed a small hand
Planted the evidence on me
That GIRL IN THE BLUE VELVET BAND.

Then I heard the wild scream of the sirens
And the GIRL IN THE BLUE VELVET BAND
She left me to face all the troubles
With a diamond that was worth ten grand.

They sent me to San Quenton for stealin'
And God knows I'm an innocent man
For the guilty one now she lies dyin'
That GIRL IN THE BLUE VELVET BAND.

CHORUS
I'll be out in a year then I'm leavin'
But I'll carry the name of a man
Who spent ten years in this prison
For THE GIRL IN THE BLUE VELVET BAND.

Last night while bedtime was ringin'
I was standin' close to the bars
I fancied I could hear her voice callin'
>From far out on the ocean of stars.

REPEAT CHORUS

Doc Watson?

Well, Try. You weren't supposed to reveal my fox paws. (figure that one out)

Oh, my word. I can't even think about raining men without thinking of Reyn.

It's gonna rain




Somethin' that you must know (Mmm...)
There's somethin' that you must know (I've been waitin' on you)
It's somethin' that you must know (Come on in)
It's somethin' that you must know (And stay for a while)

There is somethin' that you must know (Can I talk to you)
There is somethin' that you must know (Say what's on my mind)
Here is somethin' that you must know (Ooh, boy)
I'mma tell ya, I'mma tell ya, I'mma tell ya (Ooh, listen to me)

There's somethin' in my soul ain't right
I can't sleep at night
Wonderin' when the change gon come
I'm feelin' that I'm not the only one

Tell me when I turn you off
Doctor say it's not my fault
All the neighbors stop and stare
My pastor says to stay in prayer

It will rain (Oh...ho...)
There'll be pain (Only for a little while)
Trouble will come (Yeah, they will)
Understand (Ooh...)

Count it on joy (You gotta count)
Mornin' will come (After the rain)
The sun will shine (Yeah, yeah)
Keep your head high (Mmm, uh-huh)

I can't believe the way you talk
Seems you wanna call it off
Friends see you treatin' me like dirt
What happened to "Better or for worse"

I need answers (Can you tell me)
Too much pressure (Too, too much, too bad)
I don't understand you (Oh...whoa...whoa...)
Do I really miss you (Said it will)

It will rain (Yeah, yeah)
There'll be pain (But only for a little while)
Trouble will come (Oh, yeah...yeah...)
Understand (Count it on)

Count it on joy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mornin' will come (After the darkness)
The sun will shine (Sun will shine)
Keep your head high (Yeah)

Oh, I've tried (Tried to leave you)
But, I (Boy, I love you)
I can't let go (Seems I can't let go)
Oh...whoa...
Oh...oh...oh...whoa...

I don't ever wanna lose my baby
But this pain just drives me crazy
Feels like I'm goin' insane
But I gotta be strong 'cause it will rain

It will rain (Some times there will be pain)
There'll be pain (Some times troubles will come)
Trouble will come (Oh...well, you gotta)
Understand (Oh, count it on joy)

Count it on joy (Oh...yeah)
Mornin' will come (After the rain)
The sun will shine (So keep your head up)
Keep your head high ('cause God will take care of you)

It will rain (Oh, yes, He will)
There'll be pain (Some times there will be pain)
Trouble will come (Oh...whoa...ho...)
Understand (Count it on joy)

Count it on joy (Oh...ho...)
Mornin' will come (After the rain it will)
The sun will shine (The sun will shine)
Keep your head high (Ooh...ooh...ooh...)

It will rain, Reyn.

a2k
letty :
thank you so much for your anniversary wishes ; they are much appreciated !

we both enjoy listening to 'richard tauber' in the evening .
he was an austrian born tenor who went to england before WW II .
he sang mostly operettas and love songs .
i don't think he is very well known in north-america .
we like his style , his songs , his timbre (?) on a quiet evening .

richard tauber sings :

One day when we were young
That wonderful morning in May
You told me you loved me
When we were young one day

Sweet songs of spring were sung
And music was never so gay
You told me you loved me
When we were young one day

You told me you loved me
And held me close to your heart
We laughed then, we cried then
Then came the ti-ime to part

When songs of spring are sung
Remember that morning in May
Remember you loved me
When we were young one day

We laughed then, we cried then
Then came the ti-ime to par-art

When songs of spring are sung
Remember that morning in May
Remember you loved me
When we were young one day...

(today it might be considered 'schmalzy' , but one has to consider the times when it was written and performed .
wouldn't want to listen to it every day , but on a quiet evening it's quite nice )
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i understand the ladies weere quite taken by him!