Thanks for the school song Letty. Yup, that's where I've been the last few days. Not sure what dj's been up to -- I'll have to find out.
Well, Lawdy Miss Clawdy, you do that for us if you will.
Wow! Inspired by the picture connection, I decided to play this one.
Song: Bali Hai Lyrics
Bloody Mary:
Most people live on a lonely island,
Lost in the middle of a foggy sea.
Most people long for another island,
One where they know they will like to be.
Bali Ha'i may call you,
Any night, any day,
In your heart, you'll hear it call you:
"Come away...Come away."
Bali Ha'i will whisper
In the wind of the sea:
"Here am I, your special island!
Come to me, come to me!"
Your own special hopes,
Your own special dreams,
Bloom on the hillside
And shine in the streams.
If you try, you'll find me
Where the sky meets the sea.
"Here am I your special island
Come to me, Come to me."
Bali Ha'i,
Bali Ha'i,
Bali Ha'i!
Someday you'll see me floatin' in the sunshine,
My head stickin' out from a low fluin' cloud,
You'll hear me call you,
Singin' through the sunshine,
Sweet and clear as can be:
"Come to me, here am I, come to me."
If you try, you'll find me
Where the sky meets the sea.
"Here am I your special island
Come to me, Come to me."
Bali Ha'i,
Bali Ha'i,
Bali Ha'i!
Hi Letty, after posting a song for Bob, I realized how much I've missed WA2K.
There is a street we take on the way to our house named Juniper, except the "J" is missing, making it "uniper." It always brings this song to mind:
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Jennifer, JuniperDonovan lyrics
Jennifer, Juniper, lives upon the hill
Jennifer, Juniper, sitting very still
Is she sleeping, I don't think so
Is she breathing, yes, very low
Watcha doing Jennifer my love
Jennifer, Juniper, rides a dappled mare
Jennifer, Juniper, lilacs in her hair
Is she dreaming, yes I think so
Is she pretty, yes, ever so
Wat'cha doing, Jennifer, my love
I'm thinking of what would it be like if she loved me
You know just lately this happy song
It came along and I had To somehow try and tell you
Jennifer, Juniper, hair of golden flax
Jennifer, Juniper, longs for what she lacks
Do you like her, yes I do, Sir
Would you love her, yes I would, Sir
Wat'cha doing Jennifer my love
Jennifer, Juniper
Jennifer, Juniper
Jennifer, Juniper
Diane, Welcome back. We always miss you when you're gone.
As I told our Raggedy, when I want to "...make the world go away...", I come to WA2K.<smile>
Lovely lyrics to Jennifer/Juniper, Di. Thanks, gal, and don't be a stranger in our wee studio.
Well, folks, here is an evening song that I think is quite lovely.
depeche mode - Waiting For The Night Lyrics
I'm waiting for the night to fall
I know that it will save us all
When everything's dark
Keeps us from the stark reality
I'm waiting for the night to fall
When everything is bearable
And there in the still
All that you feel is tranquillity
There is a star in the sky
Guiding my way with its light
And in the glow of the moon
Know my deliverance will come soon
I'm waiting for the night to fall
I know that it will save us all
When everything's dark
Keeps us from the stark reality
I'm waiting for the night to fall
When everything is bearable
And there in the still
All that you feel is tranquillity
There is a sound in the calm
Someone is coming to harm
I press my hands to my ears
It's easier here just to forget fear
And when I squinted
The world seemed rose-tinted
And angels appeared to descend
To my surprise
With half-closed eyes
Things looked even better
Than when they were open
Been waiting for the night to fall
I knew that it would save us all
Now everything's dark
Keeps us from the stark reality
Been waiting for the night to fall
Now everything is bearable
And here in the still
All that you feel is tranquility.
here's something uber romantic by the association
Cherish is the word I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside
You don't know how many times I've wished that I had told you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could hold you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could
Mold you into someone who could
Cherish me as much as I cherish you
Perish is the word that more than applies
To the hope in my heart each time I realize
That I am not gonna be the one to share your dreams
That I am not gonna be the one to share your schemes
That I am not gonna be the one to share what
Seems to be the life that you could
Cherish as much as I do yours
Oh I'm beginning to think that man has never found
The words that could make you want me
That have the right amount of letters, just the right sound
That could make you hear, make you see
That you are drivin' me out of my mind
Oh I could say I need you but then you'd realize
That I want you just like a thousand other guys
Who'd say they loved you With all the rest of their lies
When all they wanted was to touch your face, your hands
And gaze into your eyes
Cherish is the word I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside
You don't know how many times I've wished that I had told you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could hold you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could
Mold you into someone who could
Cherish me as much as I cherish you
And I do... cherish you
And I do... cherish you
Cherish is the word
Either Or Both
Sometimes these hands get so clumsy
That I drop things and people laugh
Sometimes these hands seem so graceful
I can see them signin' autographs
What I want to know from you
When you hear my plea
Do you like or love
Either or both of me
Do you like or love
Either or both of me
Sometimes this face looks so funny
That I hide it behind a book
But sometimes this face has so much class
That I have to sneak a second look
What I want to know from you
When you hear my plea
Do you like or love
Either or both of me
Do you like or love
Either or both of me
Sometimes this life gets so empty
That I be I become afraid
Then I remember you're in it
And I think I might still have it made
What I want to know from you
When you hear my plea
Do you like or love
Either or both of me
Do you like or love
Either or both of me
Phoebe Snow
Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors.
Wow! I never thought music could make a turtle blush. Love that song, M.D. and thanks for playing it.
Hey, Rex. You know, Maine, of all the things that reflect strength and durability, it's the touch of a strong hand.
Here's an early morning song dedicated to the high winds that rattled around and kept me awake.
THE WRECK OF THE 'JULIE PLANTE' : A LEGEND OF LAC ST. PIERRE
ON wan dark night on Lac St. Pierre,
De win' she blow, blow, blow,
An' de crew of de wood scow "Julie Plante"
Got scar't an' run below-
For de win' she blow lak hurricane,
Bimeby she blow some more,
An' de scow bus' up on Lac St. Pierre
Wan arpent from de shore.
De captinne walk on de fronte deck,
An' walk de hin' deck too-
He call de crew from up de hole,
He call de cook also.
De cook she's name was Rosie,
She come from Montreal,
Was chambre maid on lumber barge,
On de Grande Lachine Canal.
De win' she blow from nor'-eas'-wes',-
De sout' win' she blow too,
W'en Rosie cry, "Mon cher captinne,
Mon cher, w'at I shall do?"
Den de captinne t'row de beeg ankerre,
But still de scow she dreef,
De crew he can't pass on de shore,
Becos' he los' hees skeef.
De night was dark lak wan black cat,
De wave run high an' fas',
W'en de captinne tak' de Rosie girl
An' tie her to de mas'.
Den he also tak' de life preserve,
An' jomp off on de lak',
An' say, "Good-bye, ma Rosie dear,
I go drown for your sak'."
Nex' morning very early
'Bout ha'f-pas' two-t'ree-four-
De captinne-scow-an' de poor Rosie
Was corpses on de shore,
For de win' she blow lak hurricane,
Bimeby she blow some more,
An' de scow bus' up on Lac St. Pierre,
Wan arpent from de shore.
MORAL
Now all good wood scow sailor man
Tak' warning by dat storm
An' go an' marry some nice French girl
An' leev on wan beeg farm.
De win' can blow lak hurricane
An' s'pose she blow some more,
You can't get drown on Lac St. Pierre
So long you stay on shore.
Good morning WA2K.
Guess who is celebrating his 66th today?
But I'll bet Edgar already knows.
Did you find the answer last night, Letty?
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Good morning, Raggedy. Who is that fellow? I really doubt that our edgar knows him. Love that song, incidentally. Thanks again, PA, for doing what you do best. I found several answers about the roach, but in the interim, I'm just keeping the small wound clean and watching it.
The name Phoebe Snow struck some chord of memory, folks, so I did some more searching and found this.
On the Go with Phoebe Snow Origins of an Advertising Icon Margaret Young Abstract: Scholars often claim that image advertising is a phenomenon unique to the postmodern period, and marketing "how to" books have touted "integrated marketing" as an innovation of the post-network television age. Yet the most popular advertising campaigns of turn-of-the-twentieth century America were full of fanciful characters, drawn in stylish modes and elaborated by rhyme, slogan, and story. This article takes a look at Earnest Elmo Calkins iconic creation of the Lackawanna Rail Road's Phoebe Snow. As an icon, she sold a clean ride and a new cultural image for the American Girl on the go--an image that lasted nearly 70 years. The Campbell cherubs were selling soup with a song. A lanky Sunny Jim was hawking a robust cereal with rhyme, and pairs of nymphs pushed perfumed soap in couplets. Leading the cast of Gilded Age trade characters was a young woman dressed in white, who challenged the norms of the times by "riding the rails" on her own. Phoebe Snow, the "maid in white" who promoted the smoke-free anthracite coal used on the Lackawanna Railroad, was the brainchild of one of advertising's earliest creative geniuses, Earnest Elmo Calkins. Scholars often claim that image advertising is a phenomenon unique to the postmodern period, and marketing "how to" books have touted "integrated marketing" as an innovation of the post-network-television age. Yet the most popular advertising campaigns of turn-of-the-twentieth century America were full of fanciful characters, drawn in stylish modes and elaborated by rhyme, slogan, and story.
Hey, Our turtle started all this with "The Trane."
Letty wrote:Who is that fellow?
Isn't it Bob Dylan?
Letty I am glad the bite is not giving you problems btw
i thought it was Peter Yarrow or Noel "Paul" Stookey; everyone knows Peter, Paul, and Mary sang Blowin' in the Wind :wink:
TTH, I knew it was Bob Dylan. I was just teasing Raggedy and edgar. I have decided that epsom salts is a great way to guard against infection, and heal wounds, and that's our alternative medicine report for the day.
Here's that WWI song in observation of Memorial Day in the U.S.
Well how do you do, young Willie McBride,
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun
I've been working all day and I'm nearly done.
I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the dead heroes of nineteen-sixteen.
I hope you died well and I hope you died clean
Or Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene.
Chorus :
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly,
Did they sound the dead-march as they lowered you down.
Did the bugles play the Last Post and chorus,
Did the pipes play the 'Flooers o' the Forest'.
And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined
Although you died back there in nineteen-sixteen
In that faithful heart are you ever nineteen
Or are you a stranger without even a name
Enclosed and forgotten behind the glass frame
In a old photograph, torn and battered and stained
And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame.
The sun now it shines on the green fields of France
The warm summer breeze makes the red poppies dance
And look how the sun shines from under the clouds
There's no gas, no barbed wire, there's no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard it's still no-man's-land
The countless white crosses stand mute in the sand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
To a whole generation that were butchered and damned.
Now young Willie McBride I can't help but wonder why
Do all those who lie here know why they died
And did they believe when they answered the cause
Did they really believe that this war would end wars
Well the sorrow, the suffering, the glory, the pain
The killing and dying was all done in vain
For young Willie McBride it all happened again
And again, and again, and again, and again.
Footnote : Whether you know this song under the title No Man's Land', 'The Green Fields of France' or 'Willie McBride', it is a song which tugs at the heart.
Heeeeee's baaaaaaaaaaaack! Sorry for the delayed presence (some would say presents) during my lengthy abscence (no, not absinthe). On Monday I did indeed choose as my wife the adorable Nair. Now ladies stop your bawling as I can only wed one woman at a time. In attendance was my wonderful daughter Nina along with two of my brothers, Jim and David. We were married by a justice of the peace (my ex Solveig still calls it a piece of justice).
I would like to acknowledge the warm greetings and well wishes of the members and especially to our mentor Letty. Penn (not pen) expert raggedyaggie and dear Dianne hold a treasured place in my heart.
I mentioned your greetings to Nair (who is a computer illiterate) who was touched by your gestures. Thank you one and all.
Oops, missed our Turtle as he edited our observations. Thanks, M.D., you are just what the doctor ordered.
Speaking of doctors, how about this one, listeners.
For H.L.
A hot summer night fell like a net
I've gotta find my baby yet
I need you to soothe my head
And turn my blue heart to red
Doctor Doctor, gimme the news I got a
Bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill I got a
Bad case of lovin' you
A pretty face don't make no pretty heart
I learned that buddy from the start
You think I'm cute, a little bit shy
Mama, I ain't that kind of guy
Doctor Doctor, gimme the news I got a
Bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill I got a
Bad case of lovin' you
Solo
I know you like it, you like it on top
Tell me mamma, are you gonna stop?
You had me down twenty-one to zip
Smile of Judas on your lip
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I got it bad, and I got it good.
Chorus
Hello, There's our newly married hawk. Sorry, honey. I missed you as well. How could I have been so divergent?
Welcome back oh groom of Nair, and you tell her from all of us, that she has got one great spouse. It sounds as though you had a wonderful uniting with your daughter and brothers watching.
Don't forget, Boston. Tell us how the formal ceremony goes, ok?
Siobhán McKenna
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Siobhán McKenna (May 24, 1923 - November 16, 1986), was an Irish stage and screen actress.
Born Siobhán Giollamhuire Nic Cionnaith in Belfast, Northern Ireland, she grew up in Galway City and in County Monaghan, Ireland speaking fluent Irish. She was still in her teens when she became a member of an amateur Gaelic theatre group and made her stage debut at Galway's Gaelic Theatre in 1940. She is also remembered for her English-language performances at the Abbey Theatre in Dublin where she would eventually star in what many consider her finest role in the George Bernard Shaw play, Saint Joan.
While performing at the Abbey Theatre she met actor Denis O'Dea, whom she married in 1956 and they had one child, a son: Donnacha O'Dea, who swam for Ireland at the 1968 Summer Olympics and later won a World Series of Poker bracelet in 1998.
In 1947 she debuted on the London stage and on Broadway in 1955 in The Chalk Garden for which she would receive a Tony Award nomination for "Best Actress in a Leading Role, Drama." In 1956, she appeared in the Cambridge Drama Festival production of Saint Joan at the Off-Broadway Phoenix Theatre. Theatre critic Elliot Norton called her performance the finest portrayal of Joan in memory. Siobhán McKenna's popularity earned her the cover of Life magazine. She received a second Tony Best Actress nomination for her role in the 1958 play, The Rope Dancers in which she starred with Art Carney and Joan Blondell.
Although primarily a stage actress, McKenna appeared in a number of made-for-television films and dramas plus acted in several motion pictures including 1961's King of Kings, starring in the role of the Virgin Mary. In 1964 she performed in Of Human Bondage and the following year in Doctor Zhivago.
McKenna was awarded the Gold Medal of the Éire Society of Boston, Massachusetts for having "significantly fulfilled the ideals of the Éire Society, in particular, spreading awareness of the cultural achievements of the Irish people."
Siobhán McKenna's final stage appearance came in the 1985 play Bailegangaire for the Druid Theatre Company. Suffering from lung cancer, despite surgery, she died the following year in Dublin, Ireland aged 63, and was interred in the Rahoon Cemetery in County Galway. The inscription on her tomb is written in Irish.
Patti LaBelle
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Background information
Birth name Patricia Louise Holt
Born May 24, 1944 (1944-05-24) (age 63)
Origin Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Genre(s) Pop, R&B, Gospel
Occupation(s) Singer, Actress
Years active 1960-Present
Label(s) Epic, Philadelphia Int'l, MCA, Def Soul Classics, Bungalo
Associated
acts Labelle, Nona Hendryx, Sarah Dash
Website PattiLabelle.com
Patti LaBelle (born Patricia Louise Holte on May 24, 1944 in West-Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) is a Grammy winning R&B/soul singer who fronted two groups, Patti LaBelle and the Bluebelles and Labelle, which changed and birthed a new era of women's music and, in the process, has influenced a new generation of female singers. She is known for her strong vocals and her signature high octave vocal belting. She has been largely compared to Aretha Franklin during the 1970s, but her distinguishing vocal belting remains unique and recognizable, which has made her one of the greatest female vocalists of all time. Her biography, Don't Block the Blessings, remained at the top of the New York Times best-seller list for several weeks. In addition, she is a bestselling cookbook author. Her belting range is considered to be one of the highest in music (Guinness Book of Records, April 2006).
Biography
Early years
Born the youngest of five children including three sisters and a brother, Patti began singing at the age of 14 in church. A shy girl, Patti had a voice of a torch diva. A school teacher advised her to start a singing group.
As Patsy Holt, LaBelle formed a four-member girl group called the Ordettes in 1958. In 1959, when two of the original Ordettes left, Holt and fellow Ordette Sandra Tucker brought in singers Nona Hendryx and Sarah Dash. When Tucker's family made Sandra leave the group, she was replaced by Cindy Birdsong.
Two years passed until the girls auditioned for Blue Note Records. The president at the time nearly passed on the group upon hearing the lead singer was Patti, or "Patsy" as friends and family called her, whom he had said didn't fit the traits of a traditionally beautiful lead singer. But he changed his mind when Patsy began singing. The president signed them to the label under two conditions: The Ordettes were now the Bluebelles and Patricia "Patsy" Holt would be given a new name: Patti LaBelle. For a woman that didn't have classic beauty traits, the last name meant "beautiful" in French. The name was changed again to Patti LaBelle and the Bluebelles after the manager of the group who had the same name sought to sue.[citation needed]
Success with The Bluebelles
In 1962, Patti LaBelle & the Bluebelles scored their first Top 40 pop hit with the release of the doo-wop single, "I Sold My Heart to the Junkman." That same year, they began wowing audiences at New York's legendary Apollo theater later given them the name "The Apollo Sweethearts." Throughout the '60s, Patti LaBelle & the Bluebelles were one of the hottest touring acts on the chitlin' circuit while the hits continued: in 1964, they scored again with songs like "Danny Boy" and "Down the Aisle."
In 1966, the group signed to Atlantic Records and scored what later became Patti's signature song with their version of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." Around this time, LaBelle was engaged to be married to Temptations member Otis Williams, but the couple called off the engagement because of their conflicting touring schedules. The next year, LaBelle, Dash & Hendryx received a shock when Cindy Birdsong left to join The Supremes, replacing Florence Ballard. LaBelle was so infuriated by this that she refused to talk to Birdsong for the next eighteen years.
Labelle
In 1970, Patti and the Bluebelles moved to England where they met promoter Vicki Wickham, formerly Janis Joplin's promoter. The next year when the girls returned to America, they came out with a different name - simply Labelle - and a new attitude, vocal style, and a new wardrobe. The former "Apollo Sweethearts" were now women. Wearing casual clothing and African adornments, Labelle often sung of racism, sexism and politics. Their sound was not taken to heart by consumers.
In 1974, however, learning of a cult following, the women changed their looks again now adorning space-like, rockish and uniforms, they began to sing about sex, space, politics, and things that many funk and rock bands were singing about at the time -- but with an exception; no female groups had dared up until now to broach this type of controversial material. Their following had grown so much that in October of that year, they were the first African-American contemporary act to perform at the Metropolitan Opera House. That December, they released their greatest record, Nightbirds, featuring their breakout hit, "Lady Marmalade," which hit #1 on the Hot 100 in 1975, helping Nightbirds to go gold. It was as far as they got as success couldn't ring twice, although their subsequent albums, Phoenix and Chameleon were hailed by music critics as experimental and groundbreaking.
Solo career
The 70's
1n 1976 during a performance in Baltimore, Nona suffered a nervous breakdown, forcing the band to separate abruptly (see note #1]. LaBelle released her self-titled debut in 1977 on Epic Records, where she recorded 3 more albums in the years to come. The debut album became an important hit for Patti at least on the R&B charts and was notable for the stand-out ballad, "You Are My Friend" and for the funkier "Joy To Have Your Love," which demonstrates Patti's large range with a typical Philadelphia Soul orchestrated arrangement with heavy bass. In the next year she released one of her most acclaimed albums, Tasty, featuring the salsa hit "Teach Me Tonight (Me Gusta Tu Baile)." The next step was the album It's Alright With Me featuring the disco classic "Music Is My Way Of Life" and the last album she recorded for Epic was Released, which did better than the previous one chartwise but didn't generate any important hits nor received the same critical acclaim. On July 21, 1979, she appeared at the Amandla Festival along with Bob Marley, Dick Gregory and Eddie Palmieri, amongst others.
Patti's eponymous solo debut LP, released in 1977.The 80's
Success was mostly eluding Patti until early 1981, when she released the classic ballad, "I Don't Go Shopping." In 1983, she released her first charted hit album, I'm In Love Again. The album featured LaBelle's first #1 R&B hit with "If Only You Knew" and a radio hit with "Love, Need & Want You." In 1984, after an eighteen-year estrangement, she reconciled with Cindy Birdsong while she was on stage in Los Angeles. By 1985, LaBelle was on her way to pop stardom after her songs, "New Attitude" and "Stir It Up" (recently re-recorded by Patti and Joss Stone) from the soundtrack for Beverly Hills Cop (1984), which peaked at #17 and #41 on the pop charts respectively.
By the time of her rise to pop stardom in the mid-1980s, LaBelle was now infamous for her wild hairdos, kicking off her shoes in a "Holy Ghost"-like rage, rolling over the floor while singing, putting the microphone stand down and then yielding it up in the air and choreographing the now-legendary "spread my wings" move that she incorporated during her show-stopping performances of "Over the Rainbow." Patti's appearance at the Motown Returns to the Apollo and Live Aid concert in 1985 introduced her to a whole new audience. After Diana Ross gave her the microphone at Motown Returns to the Apollo, Patti soared with her vocals and lit up the finale. During the finale at Live Aid, Patti again took the microphone and belted out "We Are the World," and during some points of the performance, Patti's voice is the only one audible over the other artists. Patti was accused of grandstanding, but the sheer power of her vocals, her amazing range and her attitude to give 100 percent in every performance gives her an edge most other artists don't have In 1986, she released her best-selling album to date with Winner in You. The album yielded her first solo #1, "On My Own" with pop balladeer Michael McDonald, the Top 40 Billboard Hot 100 hit, "Oh, People," the moderate pop chart hit, "Kiss Away The Pain" and the Hot Dance Music/Club Play chart hit, "Something Special Is Gonna Happen Tonight."
The 90's
By the end of the 1980s, she scored a moderate R&B and pop chart hit with the Diane Warren ballad, "If You Asked Me To," in 1989. The song peaked at #10 on the Adult Contemporary chart. It was later covered by Céline Dion in 1992 when hit peaked at #1 on both the Pop & A/C charts. Patti entered the 1990s on a high but not without tragedy. That year, she lost her third sister to cancer. Patti's two elder sisters had similar fates, with the oldest dying in 1977 (at the height of LaBelle's success) and the second-eldest dying in 1982. Her brother, father and mother all followed suit dying around the same time making Patti the only living member of her extended family while being the mother of six kids - one born by Patti, three of one of her sisters' children and two adopted and wife of Armstead Edwards (married since 1969), who had become her manager.
LaBelle herself was diagnosed with diabetes in 1995. She is a spokeswoman for the American Diabetes Association, and has published two cookbooks targeted at people with diabetes, containing low-sugar and low-fat recipes. In 2005, LaBelle began appearing in advertisements for OneTouch Ultra and later for OneTouch Ultra2, a manufacturer of blood glucose monitoring systems for people with diabetes.
In 1991, Patti released the critically-acclaimed, Gold selling Burnin' album, which helped Patti win her first Grammy Award for Best R&B Female Vocal Performance. "Burnin'" featured the hits, "Somebody Loves You Baby (You Know Who It Is)", "When You've Been Blessed (Feels Like Heaven)" and "Feels Like Another One." That album is also notable because it includes the first Labelle reunion recording (with Sarah Dash and Nona Hendryx on the track "Release Yourself") That success continued onto subsequent albums like 1994's Gems (featuring the hit, "The Right Kinda Lover"), 1997's Flame (featuring the hit, "When You Talk About Love"), and 1998's Live One Night Only (which won her a second Grammy).
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A Doctor wanted to go hunting, he calls his secretary HASSOUN and tells him Ya Hassoun, I am going hunting tomorrow, we don't want to close the Clinic, I ask you to take care of our patients. Yes, sir...... answers Hassoun.
The doctor goes hunting and returns the next day and asks: So Hassoun, how was your day?. Hassoun tells him he took care of 3 patients.
The first one had a headache and I gave him TYLENOL. Bravo ya Hassoun, and the second one?
The second one had stomach burning and I gave him MAALOX, sir. Bravo ya Hassoun ''you're good at this''and the third one?
Sir, I was sitting, suddenly the door opens and a woman enters like a
"flame" and undresses herself, taking off her bra, "NICE BIG ONES SIR" and then take off her panties "Oh MY GOSH"..... then she jump and sleeps on the table and shouts: "HELP ME since 5 years I have not seen any man!" And what did you do Hassoun?
It was easy, I put eye drops in her eyes sir!
My word, folks, Bob hasn't lost his talent for bio's or telling a doctor story.
Ya Hassoun is the one who needed the eye drops, right?
I think this one by Patti LaBelle is appropriate for the festive occasion.
(no, not "Doctor My Eyes")
I Have never been so much
In love
Before
What a difference
A true love made in my life
So nice
So right
Loving you gave me something new
That I've never felt
Never dreamed of
Something's changed
No it's not the feeling I had before
Oh it's much much more
Love
I never knew that a touch
Could mean
So much
What a difference
And when we walk hand in hand
I feel
So real
Lovers come
And then lovers go
That's what folks say
Don't they know
They're not there when you love me, hold me and take care
And what we have is much more than they can see
What we have is much more than they can see
[Repeat until end]
