As for Robin Hood, I'll watch it again for (I stopped counting) the umpteenth time just for the color, and costumes, and Errol Flynn.
As for Hillary's dress, I think it's a knock out.
Claudia Cohen mentioned on a morning show that one of the dresses at the Oscars cost $80,000 but I didn't get the name of who wore it.
Good evening. I wasn't snowbound yesterday; more like ice bound. Sleet kills us. When yall read about four inches of snow in VA, realise that most of that is sleet. But I concede that we don't know how to drive in it or any kind of snowfall.
Today's Supreme Court decicision was a biggie. Read Justices Kennedy's comments (writing for the majority) carefully. This may not be the appropriate place to discuss this, but my thinking is that the death penalty in the US may be on its way out.
Back to Hillary's dress...
As you all knew it would happen, here is my tribute to Harry Belafonte. Some of my favorites not everybody knows that well.
Fifteen
The sweetest wine in the world
Is the fruit on the vine
The sweetest love in all truth
Is the love of your youth
At fifteen I saw her and thought her
So beautiful I kissed her from a distance
For my young love was locked inside
The sweetest wine in the world
Is the fruit on the vine
The sweetest love ?'neath the skies
Is the love she denies
At sixteen I met her and Yet her
Sweet loving lips were eager for another
And my young love was cast aside
The sweetest wine in the world
Is the fruit on the vine
The sweetest love I had learned
Is the love that's returned
At eighteen I wooed her
Afraid love would once again elude her
I pursued her and I made her my darling bride
She's mine now forever and ever
I'll sip the wine of fifteen, sixteen, eighteen
For the fruit on the vine is mine
All My Trials
Hush little baby, don't you cry,
You know your mother was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord soon be over
The river Jordan is chilly and cold
It chills the body but it warms the soul,
All my trials, Lord soon be over
I've got a little book with pages three,
And every page spells liberty,
All my trials Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord soon be over
If religion were a thing that money could buy,
You know the rich would live
and the poor would die,
All my trials Lord, soon be over
The tallest tree in Paradise,
Christians call it the tree of life,
All my trials Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord soon be over
Capetown
She sparkles like a diamond
Look at all her people
Look at them dance, look at them laugh
Singing a song
They make like happy children
Wearing friendly faces
Everyone knows, everyone knows where they belong
Where they belong
Capetown, I'm drowning in your beauty
Capetown, but my heart's not feeling nicely
Capetown, angels black, white of sin
Capetown, there's a shadow on your mountain
Capetown, there's a flaw in your sparkle
Capetown, there's a crying at your crossroads
Let me in, let me in, let me in
The rush of silky color
The sound of Dixie Banjos
Mongrel melodies in quarter tones
Streets of Malay marchers
Hatted in their feathers
The lilt, the lilt of xhosa Saxophones, xhosa saxophones
Capetown, there's a hole at the heart of you
A hole where district six used to be
Capetown, now brown ghosts are dancing
To be free, oh to be free
Capetown, there's an island in your ocean
Capetown, where black blood is running
Capetown, hear the voices calling from your sea
You belong to me, oh you belong to me,hmm
Tidy whitewashed houses
Sprays of wild flowers
The heart and soul of gentility
The vineyards, and the orchards
Warm white sandy beaches
Old and graceful luxury
Capetown, they're squatting in your desert
Capetown, in shanties made of plastic
Capetown exiles in your homeland
Capetown, struggling with your reason
Capetown, holding back your madness
Capetown, it's a bitter fruit you harvest
Capetown, oh, oh
Capetown I'm drowning in your beauty
Capetown, but my heart's not feeling nicely
Capetown, angels black, white of sin
Capetown there's a shadow on your mountain
Capetown, there's a flaw in your sparkle
Capetown, there's a crying at your crossroads
Let me in, let me in, let me in
Capetown, it's a bitter fruit you harvest
Capetown, let me in, ah let me in
Capetown you belong to me,
Capetown you belong to me
This is my island in the sun
Where my people have toiled since time begun
I may sail on many a sea
Her shores will always be home to me
CHORUS
Oh, island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sand
As morning breaks the heaven on high
I lift my heavy load to the sky
Sun comes down with a burning glow
Mingles my sweat with the earth below
CHORUS
I see woman on bended knee
Cutting cane for her family
I see man at the waterside
Casting nets at the surging tide
CHORUS
I pray the day will never come
When I can't awake to the sound of drum
Never let me miss carnival
With calypso songs philosophical
(Not from this record, but it's a nice cover.)
Raggedy, I still have that record album. It and the one titled "Belafonte" were the first ones in my collection. I have all of his major albums on vinyl.
On vinyl,I have that one, the Calypso album ,and Harry and Lena Horne from a TV special, stashed safely on the top shelf of my book case. On CD I have Greatest Hits Vol. 1 which has 14 songs, among which are Scarlet Ribbons; Island in the Sun; Abraham, Martin and John (love that one), Jamaica Farewell, Day O, Don't Ever Love Me; John Henry; Mama Look-A Boo Boo; Mary's Boy Child; Hold 'Em Joe; Michael Row the Boat Ashore; Jump in the Line; Hallelujah I Love Her So and Cocoanut Woman.
"Harry and Lena" still hasn't come out on CD. I keep looking for it.
So this is where eoe ran with the dress.
I posted a sterling review of it and "you can only post to a thread" or something like that.
Sooooooo, I love the back of the dress.
The front of it seems like it's about an inch or two too high to me - makes me feel like I'm choking to look at it.
Gorgeous woman in fabulous condition in a mostly fantastic dress.
Raggedy, I also have a five CD collection that begins with Belafonte's first recorded sounds and ends with his third or fourth album. Worth a listen to the true fan, though some of his early work leaves much to be desired.
Jump In the Line
Harry Belafonte
Words and Music by Stephen Somvel
-found on his "Jump Up Calypso" and "Calypso In Brass" LP's
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake itall the time
Work, work, work, senora, work your body line
Work, work, work, senora, work itall the time
My girl's name is Senora
I tell you friends, I adore her
And when she dances, oh brother
She's a hurry-cane in all kinds of weather
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-OK, I believe you
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-OK, I believe you
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-OK, I believe you
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Whoa
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line-Whoa
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake itall the time
Work, work, work, senora, work your body line
Work, work, work, senora, work itall the time
You can talk about cha cha
Tango, waltz, or de rumba
Senora's dance has more title
You jump in the saddle
Hold on to de bridle
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-OK, I believe you
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Rock your body, child!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Somebody, help me!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Whoa
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake itall the time-Whoa
Work, work, work, senora, work your body line-Yep
Work, work, work, senora, work itall the time
Senora, she's a sensation
The reason for av-iation
And fellas, you got to watch it
When she wind up she bottom she go like a rocket
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-OK, I believe you
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Hoist those guns a leetle higher!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Humpin' jiminy
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Whoa oh oh oh
Shake, shake, shake, senora
Shake your body line
Work, work, work, senora
Work itall the time
Dance, dance, dance, senora
Dance itall the time
Work, work, work, senora
Work itall the time
Senora dances calypso
Left to right is de tempo
And when she gets the sensation
She go up in the air
Come down in slow motion
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-OK, I believe you
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Somebody, help me!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-OK, I believe you
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time)-Whooooa
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake itall the time
Work, work, work, senora!!
You're pretty quick, ehbeth. I snatched the Oscar Fashion thread ASAP but I guess you caught it and tried to respond. Thanks for finding us here.
Well, it seems that I have some catching up to do. Between Harry and the plunging dress, it seems, John of Virginia, that the young sniper, Malvo, will not face the death penalty. Incidentally, I know about white ice and black ice.
It is good to see so many of our listeners and participators feeling up and becoming excited about things that they enjoy.
This is cyberspace, WA2K.
I still think she had the dress on backwards.
Bob, the FCC is already planning to crack down on cable TV, perhaps we ought to focus on Clint.
I once had an encounter with the FCC but that was aout 40 years ago. (the station paid the fine)
FCC cracking down on cable TV? What's that all about Letty?
Close encounters of the fine kind, eh dys?
and dj, thanks for the shake, shake, shake, shake. (with catsup on it of course)
Georgia, there is a move to make cable TV abide by the same rules as regular networks. That means no suggestive stuff. The government is policing the world, it seems.
31 Days of Oscar is over.
I need a new job.
Perhaps when I return from vacation, Letty can give me something else to do?
Good morning, WA2K listeners.
eoe, how about continuing with your fashion advice. You are sooooo good at it.
This isn't exactly a HUMAN interest story, but it is interesting:
Top Stories - AP
No Butter for Bubba, the 22-Pound Lobster
48 minutes ago Top Stories - AP
By MIKE CRISSEY, Associated Press Writer
PITTSBURGH - He could be older than Warner Bros. studio, General Motors and the Boy Scouts. He could have survived two world wars and Prohibition. He could have been dinner.
AP Photo
He's Bubba, a 22-pound leviathan of a lobster pulled from the waters off Nantucket, Mass., and shipped to a Pittsburgh fish market.
"It is overwhelming," owner Bob Wholey said. "If you see it, you will never forget it. Customers are just in awe."
On Tuesday, Wholey gave the lobster to the Pittsburgh Zoo & PPG Aquarium, which will send him to an aquarium at a Ripley's Believe It or Not museum.
Based on how long it typically takes a lobster to reach eating size ?- about five to seven years to grow to a pound ?- Bubba may be 100 years old.
That would make the crustacean older than Warner Bros. (1907), the Boy Scouts (1910) and the states of Arizona and New Mexico (1912), not to mention the first commercial radio station (1920), television (1927) and computers (1943).
People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals sent Wholey a letter asking him to work with the group to release Bubba back in the Atlantic Ocean off the coast of Maine.
Another group calling itself People For Eating Tasty Animals reportedly offered Wholey a hefty price for the lobster. At Tuesday's price of $14.98 a pound, Bubba would retail for about $350.
Bob Bayer, executive director of the University of Maine's Lobster Institute, is skeptical and estimates that Bubba is likely 50 years old, but doesn't know for sure. Warm water and plenty of food may have more to do with a lobster's size than how long it's been alive.
"We have looked at all kinds of things to figure out if there is any way to age a lobster. I'm guessing 100 years is probably too high but I can't argue with it because you don't know," Bayer said.
No matter his age, Bubba dwarfs a typical 1 1/2-pound lobster. He's about three feet long and took up about half a 4-foot-by-4-foot tank at Wholey's Market. A lobster sharing his tank was about as big as one of Bubba's claws.
A handful of people who wandered by the tank Tuesday were impressed. One woman quietly said, "Wow," while a man said, "He's serious."
Although his business is to sell seafood, Wholey says Bubba was never bound to be boiled and buttered. And he's become a little philosophical after seeing the lobster, which could be twice his 54 years.
"I don't think you could eat something that big. ... What range of emotions does a lobster have? Greed? Lust? Love? I'm just going to give him to the zoo and hope he lives another 100 years," Wholey said.
"If you sat down and ate this thing, wouldn't that be a bit shellfish?"
