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I'll try to find some link...

But more recent, can you find, Ellinas, the Greek lyrics of Martirio by ANNA VISSI [Duet with Giannis Parios]?

At last, listeners, your PD has achieved the purpose once sought here on our little radio, and that is to include all countries.

Thanks to Ellinas, Walter, Dutchy, Cyracuz, dj and Francis just to name a few, and, of course, the Americanos.

Yes here they are:

Μαρτύριο

Να σε βλέπω δυο λεπτά πριν τη δουλειά
Να μιλάω στο κινητό ψιθυριστά
Πια δε μου φτάνει
Να ανταλάσσουμε δυο λόγια βιαστικά
Να σου κλέβω ένα φιλί στα σκοτεινά
Τι να μου κάνει

Δεν μπορώ πια να προσέχω μη μας δούνε
Δεν αντέχω να φοβάμαι τι θα πούνε

Να τρελαινόμαστε, να λατρευόμαστε
κι όμως να πρέπει να υποκρινόμαστε

Μαρτύριο η αγάπη σου λέω
Μαρτύριο η αγάπη και κλαίω
Μαρτύριο η αγάπη σου είναι βασανιστήριο

Να σ'αγγίζω μπρος τους άλλους τυπικά
Να υποφέρω κάθε νύχτα σιωπηλά
και να πονάω
Να περνώ από το σπίτι σου κρυφά
Και να μην μπορώ να λέω πουθενά
Πως σ'αγαπάω




I got to go now, if you want me to translate them, I will later.

Oh, yes. and, of course, England.

I do wish satt would come in more often.

Well, folks. While the Europeans have a tete a tete, let's play a song by......

Bon Jovi
These Days

I was walking around, just a face in the crowd
Trying to keep myself out of the rain
Saw a vagabond king wear a styrofoam crown
Wondered if I might end up the same
There's a man out on the corner
Singing old songs about change
Everybody got their cross to bare, these days

She came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams
To a motel room on the boulevard
Guess she's trying to be James Dean
She's seen all the disciples and all the "wanna be's"
No one wants to be themselves these days
Still there's nothing to hold on to but these days

These days - the stars seem out of reach
These days - there ain't a ladder on these streets
These days - are fast, love don't last in this graceless age
There ain't nobody left but us these days

Jimmy shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly
From a second story window, he just jumped and closed his eyes
His momma said he was crazy - he said momma "I've got to try"
Don't you know that all my heroes died
And I guess I'd rather die than fade away

These days - the stars seem out of reach
But these days - there ain't a ladder on these streets
These days are fast, love don't lasts-in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the morning train
And there ain't nobody left but us these days

I know Rome's still burning
Though the times have changed
This world keepd turning round and round and round and round
These days

These days - the stars seem out of reach
But these days - there ain't a ladder on these streets
These days are fast, love don't lasts-in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the morning train
And there ain't nobody left but us these days

These days - the stars seem out of reach
These days - there ain't a ladder on these streets
These days - are fast, nothing lasts
There ain't no time to waste
There ain't nobody left to take the blame
There ain't nobody left but us these days

Kay Starr
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Kay Starr (born July 21, 1922) is an American jazz and popular singer.


Life and career

She was born Katherine Laverne Starks on a reservation in Dougherty, Oklahoma. Her father, Harry, was a full-blooded Iroquois Indian; her mother, Annie, was of mixed Irish and American Indian heritage. When her father got a job installing water sprinkler systems, the family moved to Dallas, Texas. While her father worked for the Automatic Sprinkler Company, her mother raised chickens, and Kay used to sing to the chickens in the coop. As a result of the fact that her aunt, Nora, was impressed by her singing, she began to sing at the age of seven on a Dallas radio station, WRR, first in a talent competition where she finished third one week and won every week thereafter, then with her own weekly fifteen minute show. She sang pop and "hillbilly" songs with a piano accompaniment. By the age of ten, she was making $3 a night, a lot of money in the Depression days.

As a result of her father's changing jobs, her family moved to Memphis, Tennessee, and she continued performing on the radio, singing "Western swing music," still mostly a mix of country and pop. It was while she was on the Memphis radio station WMPS that, as a result of misspellings in her fan mail, she and her parents decided to give her the name "Kay Starr". At the age of fifteen, she was chosen to sing with the Joe Venuti orchestra. Venuti had a contract to play in the Peabody Hotel in Memphis which called for his band to feature a girl singer, which he did not have; Venuti's road manager heard her on the radio, and suggested her to Venuti. Because she was still in junior high school, her parents insisted that Venuti take her home no later than midnight.

Although she had brief stints in 1939 with Bob Crosby and Glenn Miller (who hired her in July of that year when his regular singer, Marion Hutton, was sick), she spent most of her next few years with Venuti, until he dissolved his band in 1942. It was, however, with Miller that she cut her first record: "Baby Me"/"Love with a Capital You." It was not a great success, in part because the band played in a key more appropriate for Marion Hutton, which was less suited for Kay's vocal range.

After finishing high school, she moved to Los Angeles and signed with Wingy Manone's band; then from 1943 to 1945 she sang with Charlie Barnet's band. She then retired for a year because she developed pneumonia and later developed nodes on her vocal cords, and lost her voice as a result of fatigue and overwork.

In 1946 she became a soloist, and in 1947 signed a solo contract with Capitol Records. Capitol had a number of other female singers signed up (such as Peggy Lee, Ella Mae Morse, Jo Stafford, and Margaret Whiting), so it was hard to find her a niche. In 1948 when the American Federation of Musicians was threatening a strike, Capitol wanted to have all its singers record a lot of songs for future release. Since she was junior to all these other artists, every song she wanted to sing got offered to all the others, until finally he put out a list of old songs from earlier in the century, which nobody else wanted to record.

Around 1950 Starre made a trip back home to Dougherty and heard a fiddle recording of Pee Wee King's song, "Bonaparte's Retreat." She liked it so much that she wanted to record it, and contacted Roy Acuff's publishing house in Nashville, Tennessee. She spoke to Acuff directly, and he was happy to let her record it, but it took a while for her to make clear that she wasn't a fiddler, but a singer, and she needed to have some lyrics written. Eventually Acuff came up with a new lyric, and "Bonaparte's Retreat" became her biggest hit up to that point, with close to a million sales.

In 1955, she signed with RCA Victor Records. However, at this time, traditional pop music was being superseded by rock and roll, and Kay had only one hit, which is sometimes considered her attempt to sing rock and roll and sometimes as a song making fun of it: "The Rock and Roll Waltz". She stayed at RCA Victor until 1959, then returned to Capitol.

Most of her songs have jazz influences, and, like Frankie Laine and Johnnie Ray, are sung in a style that sound decidedly close to the rock and roll songs that follow. These include her smash hits "Wheel of Fortune" (her biggest hit, number one for 10 weeks), "Side by Side," "The Man Upstairs," and "Rock and Roll Waltz".

One of her biggest hits was her cover version of "The Man with the Bag," a Christmas song, which can be heard non-stop every holiday season in stores, restaurants, and on the radio.

Nevertheless, the pop music avalanche swept her career away, like all of the earlier 1950s recording artists.

Don Knotts
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Jesse Donald Knotts (July 21, 1924 - February 24, 2006) was an American comedic actor best known for his portrayal of Barney Fife on the 1960s television sitcom The Andy Griffith Show (a role which earned him five Emmy Awards), and as landlord Ralph Furley on the television sitcom Three's Company. He also appeared opposite Tim Conway in a number of comedy films aimed at children.


Biography

Early life

He was born in the university town Morgantown, West Virginia to Elsie L. Moore and William Jesse Knotts, who had once worked as farmers. He graduated from Morgantown High School. His father had a nervous breakdown and lost his farm before Don was born. His mother then ran a boardinghouse in town; he had brothers. [1] His father's family had been in the United States since the 17th century, originally settling in Queen Anne's County, Maryland.[2]

Knotts' father suffered from schizophrenia and alcoholism and died when Knotts was thirteen years old.[3]

At 19 Knotts joined the Army and served in World War II as part of a traveling GI variety show called "Stars and Gripes." He received the World War II Victory Medal. After the war Knotts graduated from his hometown West Virginia University in 1948 with a degree in theater.

Career

After being a regular performer in the soap opera Search for Tomorrow from 1953 to 1955, he gained additional exposure in 1956 on Steve Allen's variety show, appearing in Allen's mock "Man in the Street" interviews, always as a man obviously very nervous about being on camera. The humor in the interviews would be increased by having Knotts state his occupation as being one that wouldn't be an obvious choice for such a nervous, shaking person, such as a surgeon or an explosives expert.

Knotts's portrayal of a bumbling deputy sheriff on the very popular television sitcom The Andy Griffith Show was the role which earned him his greatest recognition. A summary of the show from the website of the Museum of Broadcast Communications describes Deputy Fife:

Most of Andy's time, however, was spent controlling his earnest but over-zealous deputy, Barney Fife. Self-important, romantic, and nearly always wrong, Barney dreamed of the day he could use the one bullet (which he kept in his shirt pocket) Andy had issued to him. While Barney was forever frustrated that Mayberry was too small for the delusional ideas he had of himself, viewers got the sense that he couldn't have survived anywhere else. Don Knotts played the comic and pathetic sides of the character with equal aplomb.
After leaving the series in 1965, Knotts starred in a series of film comedies which drew on his high-strung persona from the TV series: The Incredible Mr. Limpet (1964), The Ghost and Mr. Chicken (1966), The Reluctant Astronaut (1967), The Shakiest Gun in the West (1968) and The Love God? (1969).

In the late 1960s and early '70s, he served as the spokesman for Dodge trucks and was featured prominently in a series of print ads and dealer brochures. He also had a short-lived Tuesday night variety series on NBC during the fall of 1970.

In the 1970s, Knotts and Tim Conway starred together in a series of slapstick movies aimed at children, including the 1975 Disney film The Apple Dumpling Gang, and its 1979 sequel, The Apple Dumpling Gang Rides Again.

Knotts returned to series television in the late 1970s, appearing as landlord Ralph Furley on Three's Company, after Audra Lindley and Norman Fell left the show to star in a short-lived spin-off series (The Ropers). Knotts remained on the show from 1979 until it ended in 1984. In 1986, he reunited with Andy Griffith in the 1986 made-for-television movie Return to Mayberry, where he reprised his role as "Barney Fife". From 1989 to 1992, Knotts again co-starred with Griffith, playing a recurring role as pesky neighbor Les Calhoun on Matlock. More recently, he guest starred on Robot Chicken with Phyllis Diller. The last known filmed role was a guest staring on the 8th season episode of That '70s Show,"Stone Cold Crazy". In the show Don played Fez and Jackie's new landlord. Although the landlord had no name it was obvious to Knotts fans that he was reprising his role on Three's Company as Ralph Furley.

In 1998 Knotts had a small but pivotal role as the mysterious TV repairman in Pleasantville. Seven years later he performed as the voice of Mayor Turkey Lurkey in Chicken Little (2005), his first Disney movie since 1979.

In 2000 he was recognized for his television work with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. He has a daughter.

Death

Knotts died on 24 February, 2006 at the UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles, California at the age of 81 from pulmonary and respiratory complications related to lung cancer. He had been undergoing treatment at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in recent months, but went home after he reportedly had been getting better [4]. Actor Andy Griffith visited Knotts' bedside up until a few hours before he died [5].

Knotts' obituaries began surfacing the Saturday afternoon following his death, mostly noting his Barney Fife character. Some cited him as a huge influence on other famous television stars. Musician and fan J.D. Wilkes said this about Knotts: "Only a genius like Knotts could make an anxiety-ridden, passive-aggressive Napoleon character like Fife a familiar, welcome friend each week. Without his awesome contributions to television there would've been no other over-the-top, self-deprecating acts like Conan O'Brien or Chris Farley."

Knotts is buried at Westwood Memorial Park in Los Angeles. [6]

Trivia

Andy Griffith often called Knotts by his first name, Jesse.
Was actually a calm and quiet person, in sharp contrast to some of his characters that he had played (especially Barney Fife and Ralph Furley).
Was parodied in Family Guy, voiced by a sound-a-like.
Was a ventriloquist early in life with a doll named Danny.
Three's Company script supervisor Carol Summers went on to be Knotts' agent--often times accompanying him to personal appearances.
Wakko Warner, from the cartoon show Animaniacs, is a big fan of Don Knotts.
He has been a guest star in the The New Scooby-Doo Movies series.
In his home town of Morgantown, West Virginia, the street formerly known as South University Ave (US 119, US 73) from the Decker's Creek Bridge to the city limits was renamed "Don Knotts Blvd" on "Don Knotts Day" in 1998.

A young husband comes home one night, and his wife throws
her arms around his neck saying, "Darling, I have a great
news. I'm a month overdue. I think we're going to have a
baby! The doctor gave me a test today, but until we find out
for sure, we can't tell anybody."

The next day, a guy from the electric company rings the
doorbell, because the young couples haven't paid their last
bill, "Are you Mrs. Smith? You're a month overdue, you
know!"

"How do YOU know?" stammers the young woman."

"Well, ma'am, it's in our files!" says the man from the
electric company.

"What are you saying? It's in your files?????"

"Absolutely."

"Well, let me talk to my husband about this tonight."

That night, she tells her husband about the visit, and he,
mad as a bull, rushes to the electric company offices the
next morning.

"What's going on here? You have it on file that my wife is a
month overdue? What business is that of yours?"

"Just calm down," says the clerk, "it's nothing serious. All
you have to do is pay us."

"PAY you? and if I refuse?"

"Well, in that case, sir, we'd have no option but to cut you
off."

"And what would my wife do then?"

"I don't know. I guess she'd have to use a candle."

Well, Bio Bob. We know that you are through with your very informative bio's when you tell us a delightful story that makes us smile. How often, listeners, do we talk at cross purposes. Most of the time, it's quite humorous, but sometimes, it can be fatal, especially with so many different languages involved.

To me, Kay Starr is NOT jazz oriented in the least, but is more a product of the rock genre.

Well, I realize that Ernest Hemingway is considered to be a great novelist, and we all realize that his book For Whom the Bell Toll is based on John Donne's quote, " therefore, send not to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.." I, however, enjoyed his "Old Man and the Sea" far more than any other. That was an allegory that I could definitely understand.

Most of us know Cat. <smile> Creative folks seem to search continually, often at their own expense.

I bet Raggedy is not far behind our Bob. <smile>

Ellinas, thank you for the lyrics.

I'll be doing karaoke soon..

Good afternoon.



and a Happy 51st to Robin Williams:

Good morning, it's 76 degrees at Avila Beach..,


You Light Up My Life lyrics
Kenny Rogers


So many nights I sit by my window
Waiting for someone to sing me her song
So many dreams I kept deep inside me
Alone in the dark but now you've come along
You light up my life
You give me hope to carry on
You light up my days
And fill my nights with song
Rollin' at sea, adrift on the water
Could it be finally I'm turning for home?
Finally, a chance to say hey, I love you
Never again to be all alone
You light up my life
You give me hope to carry on
You light up my days
And fill my nights with song
Oh you light up my life
You give me hope to carry on
You light up my days
And fill my nights with song
It can't be wrong
When it feels so right
'Cause you, you light up my life

Well, there's our Raggedy. A great montage as usual, PA. I have had mixed emotions concerning Robin Williams, but I think, perhaps, it has to do with his talent more than the lack of it.

Hey, Francis. Just remember, when you learn to sing, watch your intonation.<smile>

Well, our Try is here with the light, but before we comment on that lovely song, which I love, let's hear a brief excerpt from John Donne:

John Donne
Meditation XVII: No man is an island...
"All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated...As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all: but how much more me, who am brought so near the door by this sickness....No man is an island, entire of itself...any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."

Try, I didn't realize that Kenny Rodgers did that song. Thanks, buddy. I am singing it right along with you.

Hmmm. 76 degrees at Avila Beach? How cool can you get.

Wow! Back to the radio with a song that expresses so many of my feelings at the moment:

Easy to Be Hard Lyrics

How can people be so heartless
How can people be so cruel
Easy to be hard
Easy to be cold

How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no

And especially people
Who care about strangers
Who care about evil
And social injustice
Do you only
Care about the bleeding crowd?
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend

How can people be so heartless
You know I'm hung up on you
Easy to give in
Easy to help out

And especially people
Who care about strangers
Who say they care about social injustice
Do you only
Care about the bleeding crowd
How about a needing friend?
I need a friend

How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be hard
Easy to be cold
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no

I just know she is…


"Drop Dead Gorgeous"
AEROSMITH lyrics -


Totally out of control
She owns me
I didnt know that she'd know She stoned me
I think I got it bad and I cant let it go
I thought & youd be much better

All of the cashmere all orange & green
Shes naturally drop dead gorgeous
cleanly gardenia and black lessareen
shes naturally drop dead gorgeous
its so not fair

Completely inside my head imagine pretending
Shes the book that Ive read with a beautiful ending
It really drives me mad I cant leave her alone
cause I wont let me forget her

Rose colored glasses you know what that says
shes naturally drop dead gorgeous
Her sweet molasses on my slice of bread
shes naturally drop dead gorgeous

Totally out of control
She owned me

Sweet brown eyes just to see & be seen
shes naturally drop dead gorgeous
she tasted like cherries sweet loves grenadine
shes naturally drop dead gorgeous
Makes love like a rabbit to my velveteen
shes naturally drop dead gorgeous
a gem with a smile like a young norma jean
shes naturally drop dead gorgeous

Well, Try, you may think this odd, but although I like that song about drop dead gorgeous, I think someone long ago wanted to know about this WWI song:

Now when I was a young man I carried me pack
And I lived the free life of the rover.
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback,
Well, I waltzed my Matilda all over.
Then in 1915, my country said, "Son,
It's time you stop ramblin', there's work to be done."
So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun,
And they marched me away to the war.

And the band played "Waltzing Matilda,"
As the ship pulled away from the quay,
And amidst all the cheers, the flag waving, and tears,
We sailed off for Gallipoli.
And how well I remember that terrible day,
How our blood stained the sand and the water;
And of how in that hell that they call Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
Johnny Turk, he was waitin', he primed himself well;
He showered us with bullets, and he rained us with shell --
And in five minutes flat, he'd blown us all to hell,
Nearly blew us right back to Australia.
But the band played "Waltzing Matilda,"
When we stopped to bury our slain,
Well, we buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs,
Then we started all over again.
And those that were left, well, we tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire.
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
Though around me the corpses piled higher.
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head,
And when I woke up in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, well, I wished I was dead --
Never knew there was worse things than dying.
For I'll go no more "Waltzing Matilda,"
All around the green bush far and free --
To hump tents and pegs, a man needs both legs,
No more "Waltzing Matilda" for me.
So they gathered the crippled, the wounded, the maimed,
And they shipped us back home to Australia.
The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane,
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.
And as our ship sailed into Circular Quay,
I looked at the place where me legs used to be,
And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me,
To grieve, to mourn and to pity.
But the band played "Waltzing Matilda,"
As they carried us down the gangway,
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared,
Then they turned all their faces away.
And so now every April, I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me.
And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march,
Reviving old dreams of past glory,
And the old men march slowly, all bones stiff and sore,
They're tired old heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask meself the same question.
But the band plays "Waltzing Matilda,"
And the old men still answer the call,
But as year follows year, more old men disappear
Someday, no one will march there at all.
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billabong,
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?

I think it was Imur.

I recall a news article, in which Kaye Starr laments the rise of rock n roll. She said she regretted recording Rock n Roll Waltz, because it contributed to that rise.