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I am a devil, ain't I?

Heh! Heh! Reyn, honey. That is the way with these hippie cowboys. They create a sensation with the stark infatuation of the greatest in the nation which is you, you devil.

I went to Hilton Head once, and my little nephew became obsessed with the racoons. He called them Rampoons. Are you getting the instinctual drift of things, B.C.

I'm clueless as to what you're referring to, I'm afraid, but what else would be new?

Good morning, WA2K radio listeners and contributors.

First, let me explain to our Reyn about the frivolity of last evening. Instinctual drift is what occurred when a team of behavior modification psychologists attempted to train raccoons to put a token in a machine to receive food. As you may know, always was their food before eating it. Each raccoon responded to the behavior shaping, and put the token in the slot; however, their instinct to wash food took over and they begin to wash the token. The result of the experiment proved that one may control the minds of creatures, both great and small, to a degree, but then our basic instincts take over.

Wow! After that lengthy treatise, I think I had better play a song:


Beatles
» Rocky Raccoon

Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota
There lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon
And one day his woman ran off with anotherguy
Hit young Rocky in the eye Rocky didn't like that
He said I'm gonna get that boy
So one day he walked into town
Booked himself a roomintdeon's bible
Rocky had come equipped with a gun
To shoot off thelegsof his rival
His rival it seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy
Her name was Magill and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy
Now she and her man who called himself Dan
Were in the next room at the hoe down
Rocky burst in and grinningagrin
He said Danny boy this is a showdown
But Daniel was hot,he drew first and shot
And Rocky collapsed in the corner
Now the doctorcamein stinking of gin
And proceeded to lie on the table
He said Rockyyoumet your match
And Rocky said, Doc it's only a scratch

Good morning from…


The City Of New Orleans
As recorded by Arlo Guthrie

Ridin' on The City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, and Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors, twenty-five sacks of mail.

All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out of Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no name
And freightyards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.

Good morning America, how are ya?
Said don't you know me, I'm your native son?
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Dealin' card games with the old men in the club cars
Penny a point, ain't no one keepin' score?
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Feel the wheels grumblin' 'neath the floor.

And the sons of Pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steam
Mothers with their babes asleep
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.

Good morning America, how are ya?
Said don't you know me, I'm your native son?
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Nighttime on The City of New Orleans
Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Halfway home, and we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea.

But all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rail still ain't heard the news
The conductor sings his songs again
The passengers will please refrain
This train's got the disappearin' railroad blues.

Good night America, how are ya?
Said don't you know me, I'm your native son?
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

and, good morning, Try, from the AREA of Daytona Beach where you can get anything you want from Letty's restaurant. <smile>

Thanks for the Arlo song, honey.

News from the entertainment world:



Breakfast Club's Paul Gleason dies 51 minutes ago



BURBANK, Calif. - Paul Gleason, who was in "Trading Places" and "The Breakfast Club," has died. He was 67.


Gleason died at a local hospital Saturday of mesothelioma, a rare form of lung cancer linked to asbestos, said his wife, Susan Gleason.

"Whenever you were with Paul, there was never a dull moment," his wife said. "He was awesome."

A native of Miami, Gleason was an avid athlete. Before becoming an actor, he played Triple-A minor league baseball for a handful of clubs in the late 1950s.

Gleason honed his acting skills with his mentor Lee Strasberg, whom he studied with at the Actors Studio beginning in the mid-1960s, family members said.

Through his career, Gleason appeared in over 60 movies that included "Die Hard," "Johnny Be Good," and "National Lampoon's Van Wilder." Most recently, Gleason made a handful of television appearances in hit shows such as "Friends" and "Seinfeld."

Gleason's passions went beyond acting. He had recently published a book of poetry.

A Memorial Day salute to Paul.

Not connected with anything, just feeling it...

LOVE IS IN THE AIR (John Paul Young)

Love is in the air
Everywhere I look around
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound

And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes

Love is in the air
In the whisper of the trees
Love is in the air
In the thunder of the sea

And I don't know if I'm just dreaming
Don't know if I feel sane
But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when you call out my name

(Chorus)
Love is in the air
Love is in the air
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Love is in the air
In the rising of the sun
Love is in the air
When the day is nearly done

And I don't know if you're an illusion
Don't know if I see it true
But you're something that I must believe in
And you're there when I reach out for you

Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound
And I don't know if I'm being foolish
Don't know if I'm being wise

But it's something that I must believe in
And it's there when I look in your eyes

Well, folks, there's our Francis. Thank you, Paris, I was searching out John Paul and found to my surprise that the man is Australian. He also did a song called "Pasadena."

Back later, listeners, as I must break my fast. <smile>

China Grove

As recorded by the Doobie Brothers

When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town
Down around San Antone
And the folks are risin' for another day
'Round about their homes
The people of the town are strange
And they're proud of where they came.

Well you talkin' 'bout (talkin' 'bout your) China Grove, woah
Woah-oh China Grove.

Well the preacher and the teacher
Lord they're a caution
They are the talk of the town
When the gossip gets to flyin', they ain't lyin'
When the sun goes fallin' down
They say everybody's insane
And dear Miss Perkin's a game

Well you talkin' 'bout (talkin' 'bout your) China Grove, woah
Woah-oh China Grove.

Well ev'ry day there's a new thang comin'
The ways of an oriental view
The sheriff and his buddies with their samurai swords
You can even hear the music at night
And though it's a part of the Lone Star State
People don't seem to care
They'll just keep on lookin' to the east.

Talkin' 'bout (talkin' 'bout your) China Grove, woah
Woah-oh China Grove.

Our Day Will
ComeRuby & The Romantics

Our day will come
And we'll have everything
We'll share the joy
Falling in love can bring

No one can tell me
That I'm too young to know (young to know)
I love you so (love you so)
And you love me

Our day will come
If we just wait a while
No tears for us
Think love and wear a smile

Our dreams have magic
Because we'll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come.
(Our day will come; our day will come)

Our dreams have magic
Because we'll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come
Our day will come

Love that one, Try, and as our listeners know, I also love those brothers.

How about some dog music. Sure don't need three of 'em here. <smile>

» Mama Told Me Not To Come

Will you have whiskey with your water
or sugar in your tea ?
What's all these crazy questions
that you're askin' of me
this is the craziest party
there could ever be
don't turn on the lights
'cause I don't want to see
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
that ain't the way to have fun,no, uh uh
open up the window
let some air into this room
I think I'm almost chokin'
from the smell of stale perfume
and that cigarette you're smokin'
about to scare me half to death
oh open up the window sucker
let me catch my breath

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
that ain't the way to have fun,son
that ain't the way to have fun,son

the radio is blastin'
someone's knockin' at the door
I'm lookin' at my girl friend she passed out on the floor
I've seen so many things
I ain't never seen before
I don't know what it is
I don't wanna see no more

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
she said that ain't the way to have fun son
that ain't the way to have fun NO!

mama told me
mama told me
mama told me

Good Day to all.

Some of today's Birthday people:

Sorry, Texas. We missed your song but here's an answer, and after we play this one, we will comment on our Raggedy's delightful photos:

"What I Like About You"

hey..uh uh huh

what i like about you
you hold me tight
tell me im the only one wanna come over tonight
keep on whispering in my ear tell me all the things that i wanna hear
cuz its true thats what i like about you
thats what i like about you

what i like about you
you really know how to dance
when you go
up
down jump around
talk about true romance
keep on whispering in my ear tell me all the things that i wanna hear
cuz its true thats what i like about you
thats what i like about you
thats what i like about you
thats what i like about you

hey uh uh huh

what i like about you
You keep me warm at night
never wanna let you go
you know you make me feel alright
keep on whispering in my ear tell me all the things that i wanna hear
cuz its true thats what i like about you
thats what i like about you
thats what i like about you
you you you
thats what i like about you...

Hmmm, Raggedy, Bob and John. As for the other two photo's, PA. not certain. As I once told George. (wonder where he is?) All them beautiful people look alike to me.<smile>

LONDON (AFP) - An English radio station said it has banned songs by British crooner James Blunt from its airwaves after listeners said they were fed up with hearing "You're Beautiful" and "Goodbye My Lover".

Chris Cotton, programme controller of local radio Essex FM in southern England, said: "We don't have anything against James Blunt and we're pleased he has been so successful, but we really need a break."

The music industry exerts a lot of pressure on radio stations to play certain artists' music over and over again, Cotton said.

"Often this can be out of step with the audience's tastes, which results in songs being overplayed," he said. "We're happy to stand up to this pressure and follow the strong message listeners have given us. We encourage other radio stations to take the same step."

Despite this minor setback, Blunt has enjoyed phenomenal success since his voice first emanated from radio stations across the world last year.

"You're Beautiful" topped the charts in 25 countries.

In March, the former army officer became the first British artist to reach the number one slot in the US Billboard chart in nine years.

His album, "Back To Bedlam" has sold more than seven million copies worldwide.

JAMES BLUNT

"You're Beautiful"

My life is brilliant.

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high, [ - video/radio edited version]
******* high, [ - CD version]
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Wow! edgar. I vaguely remember that song. Do you suppose James was banned because he was over played, or some other reason.<smile>

Well, listeners, I shall be back shortly after searching the archives for "Pasadena"

Please replace question marks with apostrophes.

Ooh It?s such a long, long way to Pasadena
Ooh It?s such a long, long way to Pasadena

When the dirt track meets the highway
And there aint no time at all
Just a world movin? forward
On a big black motor crawl

And the drivers in their Chevrolette?s
Aint got no time at all
To find no lonely hikers wave
It?s when I wanna say

Ooh It?s such a long, long way to Pasadena
Ooh just to find some air that?s kinda cleaner
Pasadena town is where I?m goin?

While your day kinda feels right
The stage coaching you home
For a Mustang pony car
To mess up City Hall

Now there?s a lone freeway
Where the desert used to be
And there?s no way that you can hike it
Ooh you see

Ooh It?s such a long, long way to Pasadena
Ooh just to find some air that?s kinda cleaner
Pasadena town is where I?m goin?

Do,do,do,do,do,do do?
Do,do,do,do,do,do do?

Pasadena town is where I?m goin?

There aint no other town that I call home

Ooh It?s such a long, long way to Pasadena

Ooh yeah yeah

Ooh It?s such a long, long way to Pasadena

Oh no my car wont start

Ooh It?s such a long, long way to Pasadena

Jan and Dean have been induced to make a rare appearance.

I was cruisin' in my Stingray late one night,
When an XKE pulled up on the right
He rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag,
And challenged me then and there to a drag
I said "You're on buddy -- my mill's running fine,
Let's come off the line now at Sunset and Vine
But I'll go you one better, if you've got the nerve,
Let's race all the way -- to Dead Man's Curve"
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away
(Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say:
"Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"
The street was deserted late Friday night;
We were buggin' each other while we sat out the light
We both popped the clutch when the light turned green,
You shoulda heard the whine from my screamin' machine!
I flew past La Brea, Schwab's and Crescent Heights,
And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve,
But I pulled her out and there we were - at Dead Man's Curve
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve... [sounds of skids and crashes] )
(Spoken): "Well, the last thing I remember, Doc,
I started to swerve
And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve
I know I'll never forget that horrible sight,
I guess I found out for myself that everyone was right"
Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve...
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away
(Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say:
"Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"
(Dead Man's Curve) is no place to play
(Dead Man's Curve) you'd best keep away
(Dead Man's Curve) I can hear 'em say:
"Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve" (fade)
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Notes from this CaliforniaThis song's ill-fated drag
race takes place along L.A.'s famed Sunset Boulevard. "Vine," "La Brea,"
"Crescent Heights" and "Doheny" are cross streets; "Schwab's" is the
legendary drug-store-with-soda-fountain where movie stars hung out (since
torn down; but nicely depicted in the 1950 film "Sunset Boulevard"). Jan
Berry's (of Jan & Dean) near-fatal car crash (April 1966) ironically happened
on Sunset Boulevard, but further west than the locations mentioned in this
song; near Whittier Drive in Beverly Hills.