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Inspired by the Connect the Picture thread, I looked for Japanese mining songs and came up with this one:

sukiga- deta deta- tsukiga- deta ( a yoi yoi ) Miike Tankoh no- ueni- deta
Anmari entotsuga- takai-node ( a yoisho ) sa-zoya otsukisan- kemuta-karo ( sano yoi yoi )

Hitoyama futayama miyama koe ( a yoi yoi ) okuni saitaru- yaetsu-baki
na-m-bo iroyo-ku saita-tote ( a yoisho )samachan-ga kayowanya adano- hana ( sano yoi yoi )

Anataga sonokide yuno-nara ( a yoi yoi ) omoikirima-su wakare-masu
motono musume-no juhachi-ni ( a yoisho ) kaeshite kureta-ra wakare-masu ( sano yoi yoi )

O-mae sakiyama shigoto- nara ( a yoi yoi ) watasha sentan- ondo-tori
kuro- suru hi-to saseru- hi to ( a yoisho ) uta de noroke-te tomoka-segi ( sano yoi yoi )

Mogura- hi no me wa nigate- daga ( a yoi yoi ) yama no oira wa- ikina- mono
tsu-ki ga deru no o machika-nete ( a yoisho ) ka-wai- ano ko- ga sode o- hiku ( sano yoi yoi )

Ha-rete Souhi-ga kuru made wa- ( a yoi yoi ) kokoro hito-tsu mi wa futa-tsu
Ha-nare banare no setsunasa-ni ( a yoisho ) yu-me de samachan-to katarita-i ( sano yoi yoi )

and the translation

Coal Mine Song No. 114
(九州炭坑節)
(1)
The_ moon i_s u_p there_. / It'_s just come ou_t. (That'_s nice !)
It'_s ju__st o_ver_ / Mi-ike Coal Mine.
Their chimney_s / rise so hi_gh / into_ the sky, / (So what (happens) ?)
I'_m sure_ / she is sufferin_g /
from the smoke in her eyes. (I'm afrai_d so !)
(2)
O_ver the_ first mountain_, /
the second and the third moun_tains, (if you go !)
You_ ma__y find a_ nice / double came_llia blossom__.
No matter_ / how beau_tifully_ / i_t shou_ld open_, / (So what (happens) ?)
It would be_ a_ / tragedy__ / unless Sama-chan visi_ts.
(I'm afrai_d so !)

I invited satt to see if the translation is a proper one.

I'm listening to the song and it is fabulous, folks.

and this shall be my goodnight song, folks. It is almost as good as Japanese Sandman.

Goodnight all,
From Letty with love

Letty, that's a well-known traditional folk song, but all i can remember hearing is the humorous first verse, which is famous. translation's fine, especially considering you can sing it in translation.

Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors.

M.D., your approval is all that is needed to verify the authenticity of a wonderful song. The voice of the man singing the mining song is extremely articulate and delightful.

Poem of the day, folks.

Morning Song
by Sylvia Plath


Love set you going like a fat gold watch.
The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry
Took its place among the elements.

Our voices echo, magnifying your arrival. New statue.
In a drafty museum, your nakedness
Shadows our safety. We stand round blankly as walls.

I'm no more your mother
Than the cloud that distills a mirror to reflect its own slow
Effacement at the wind's hand.

All night your moth-breath
Flickers among the flat pink roses. I wake to listen:
A far sea moves in my ear.

One cry, and I stumble from bed, cow-heavy and floral
In my Victorian nightgown.
Your mouth opens clean as a cat's. The window square
Whitens and swallows its dull stars. And now you try
Your handful of notes;
The clear vowels rise like balloons.

Such an accomplished woman to die so young.

Love Walked In
Sammy Kaye

[Written by George and Ira Gershwin]

Love walked right in and drove the shadows away
Love walked right in and brought my sunniest day
One magic moment and my heart seemed to know
That love said, hello
Though not a word was spoken

One look and I forgot the gloom of the past
One look and I had found my future at last
One look and I had found a world completely new
When love walked in with you

Some interesting things about Gershwin. First, Oscar Levant asked him if he had it to do all over again would he still fall in love with himself.

I didn't know that Porgy and Bess was based on a place in Charleston, South Carolina either.

Nor did I know that George and Maurice Ravel were close friends and that Ravel died soon after George did.

How about a little "devil" from Gershwin.

It ain't necessarily so
It ain't necessarily so
The t'ings dat yo' li'ble
To read in de Bible,
It ain't necessarily so.

Li'l David was small, but oh my !
Li'l David was small, but oh my !
He fought Big Goliath
Who lay down an' dieth !
Li'l David was small, but oh my !

Wadoo, zim bam boddle-oo,
Hoodle ah da wa da,
Scatty wah !
Oh yeah !...

Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale,
Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale,
Fo' he made his home in
Dat fish's abdomen.
Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale.

Li'l Moses was found in a stream.
Li'l Moses was found in a stream.
He floated on water
Till Ol' Pharaoh's daughter,
She fished him, she said, from dat stream.

Wadoo ...

Well, it ain't necessarily so
Well, it ain't necessarily so
Dey tells all you chillun
De debble's a villun,
But it ain't necessarily so !

To get into Hebben
Don' snap for a sebben !
Live clean ! Don' have no fault !
Oh, I takes dat gospel
Whenever it's pos'ble,
But wid a grain of salt.

Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,
Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,
But who calls dat livin'
When no gal will give in
To no man what's nine hundred years ?

I'm preachin' dis sermon to show,
It ain't nece-ain't nece
Ain't nece-ain't nece
Ain't necessarily ... so !

Sweet Little Sixteen
Chuck Berry

They're really rockin Boston
In Pittsburgh, P. A.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And 'round the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way down in New Orleans
All the Cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Framed autographs
Her wallet's filled with pictures
She gets 'em one by one
She gets so excited
Won't ya look at her run

Oh Mommy Mommy
Please may I go
It's such a sight to see
Somebody steal the show
Oh Daddy Daddy
I beg of you
Whisper to Mommy
It's all right with you

Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand
In Philadelphia P.A.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And 'round the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way Down in New Orleans
All the Cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

Sweet Little Sixteen
She's got the grown up blues
Tight dress and lipstick
She's sportin' high heal shoes
Oh, but tomorrow morning
She'll have to chang her trend
And be sweet sixteen
And back in class again

Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand
In Philadelphia P.A.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And 'round the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way Down in New Orleans
All the Cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

Well, edgar, everyone must be in church, right? Thanks for playing that Chuck Berry song, Texas.

Hmmmm. No puppy with pictures; no hawk with celeb info. I make a poor substitute, folks.




Bobby was a teen age idol and sang songs, and today is his birthday. How's that for brevity.

Here's one of those songs

RUN AWAY
1974
When everything I know seems to lose me
And people look at me as a child,
I try to find a thought that will save me
For my mind seems to leave me and run wild.
And I run away with my dreams
Yes I run away till the light my eyes can see
Disappears behind the visions of my mind.

When nothing seems to make my life worth living
And every breath I take just means more pain
I think about the times that I've been planning
To bring my thoughts together and explain
I just run away with my dreams
I just run away till the light my eyes can see
Disappears behind the visions of my mind.

In books the men will tell you all their feelings
They'll try to make you feel another life
But when you realize that your feelings
Just make those books a tragic waste of time
You'll just run away with your dreams.
You'll just run away till the light your eyes can see
Disappears behind the visions of your mind.

With your dreams you'll just run away
Till the light your eyes can see
Disappears behind the visions of your mind.
With your dreams, you'll just run away.

Great picture of Bobby Sherman, Letty.

Don't have much computer time today, but I'll add two. Happy 69th to Terence Stamp and 61st to Danny Glover.





and a Good Evening to all.

Ah, now I recall Terence Stamp.



What a tragic novel and movie. I compare it with The Pledge.

The Butterfly

FAREWELL, poor little winged flower,
Thy joyous life is o'er;
Thy sisters of the meadow now
Shall welcome thee no more;
Those pinions that in liquid air
Like sunbeams shone afar,
Now bruised, and dim, and motionless,
As leaves in autumn are.

Hark! summer sends her voice of love
Through all the gladsome earth,
And bird and insect echo her
In many a song of mirth;
But thou wilt never hear again
The zephyr's balmy sighs,
Nor kiss away the crystal tears
From drooping violet's eyes.

Oh! when o'er valley, hill, and grove,
The moonbeams glisten bright,
And all the fairy train come forth,
To dance away the night,
Mayst thou, poor little butterfly,
Among that elfin band,
Sport in the ever-blooming bowers
Of far-off fairy-land.

Your Life

This is the latest edition of your life
Another tale to be told or sung
It's like my favorite version of them all
The hero's entirely too young
for you

Each new chapter has you with your friends
And I'm waiting home all alone
And so missing your voice and the songs you sing
Wondering what I did that's so wrong

Tell me Tell me Tell me
You were my hero
Yesterday
Tell me Tell me Tell me
What did I know
anyway

I couldn't wait six months for the paperback
Hard cover cost thirty bucks
Took it home read it through a sleepless night
My heart ran over by thirty trucks

I read about the way you like em tall and blond
Lookin like a movie star
Movin club to club all around the town
In your so famous touring car

Tell me Tell me Tell me
You were my hero
Yesterday
Tell me Tell me Tell me
What did I know
Anyway

Waiting for you to crash and burn one final time
Your body lying at my door
All your friends have left you for a brighter star
You begging to sleep on my floor

Waiting until your burning ashes cease to smoke
Yearning to hug you to my heart
Closing the book taking up my pen to write
Looking sage wonder where to start

Tell me Tell me Tell me
You were my hero
Yesterday
Tell me Tell me Tell me
What did I know
Anyway

Good morning, WA2K folks. Another Monday here and I hope all goes well for you working people.

edgar, I love the lyrics to your song. They say so much and are rather like a painting. Who did that, Texas?

Well, I hope our Boston Bob makes an appearance today.

I guess that I am hung up on the paintings of Francis Bacon, so since today is Van Gogh's birthday, I think I shall begin with one of his interpretations.



This song is somewhat of a parody, but it's funny, listeners, and we need a little levity in our lives.

Dan Bern - Joe Van Gogh

Joe Van Gogh is a friend of mine
He's the son of Vincent Van Gogh you know
Joe has more friends than you do
And Joe Van Gogh is a painter too

I've shared a room with Joe Van Gogh
And all night long he grinds his teeth
It could be genetic, it could be the heat
It's pressure to paint, that's my belief

This I'll tell you cause this I know
I'm a valuable friend to Joe Van Gogh
I'm the only painter Joe Van Gogh knows
Who wasn't first friends with Vincent Van Gogh

Joe Van Gogh is a very good painter
Some sunflowers sure but other stuff too
But how good a painter we'll never know
Till he gets away from Vincent Van Gogh

An umbilical cord of red dayglow
Runs from one to the other though
Through the streets of Amsterdam they go
Joe on the shoulders of Vincent Van Gogh

Joe Van Gogh has a second floor window
With a scene of Amsterdam below
He sits at a canvas with a Marlboro
In his mind Van Gogh, Van Gogh, Van Gogh

Vincent Van Gogh is good to Joe
He gave his son his ear you know
But it can't be easy being Joe Van Gogh
Trying to paint when your dad is Vincent Van Gogh

People write songs about Vincent Van Gogh
Like "Starry Starry Night" and other ones too
And it don't exactly even the score I know
But here's one song about Joe Van Gogh

edgar, I love the lyrics to your song. They say so much and are rather like a painting. Who did that, Texas?


My own composition, letty.

I don't want my arms around you, no not much
I don't bless the day I found you, no not much
I don't need you like the stars don't need the sky
I won't love you longer than the day I die

You don't please me when you squeeze me, no not much
My heads the lightest from your very slightest touch
Baby, if you ever go could I take it maybe so
Oh but would I like it, no not much

Like a ten cent soda dosen't cost a dime
I don't want you near me only all time

You don't thrill me when you hold me, no not much
My brain gets hazy from your cool and crazy touch
Baby if you ever go could I take it maybe so
Oh but would I like it, no not much
No not much

I wondered about that, edgar. You never cease to amaze me, buddy. Love it!

Welcome back, dys. I know that song, honey, and I wasn't certain why, so I did a quick search and came up with this info.

No, Not Much
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

"No, Not Much" is a popular song published in 1955. The music was written by Robert Allen, the lyrics by Al Stillman.

The song was one of a large number of Stillman-Allen compositions that were recorded by The Four Lads. The recording by The Four Lads was released by Columbia Records as catalog number 40629. It first reached the Billboard magazine charts on January 28, 1956. On the Disk Jockey chart, it peaked at #2; on the Best Seller chart, at #4; on the Juke Box chart, at #4; on the composite chart of the top 100 songs, it reached #3.

The song was subsequently recorded by The Vogues and The Smoke Ring, both of whom charted their versions in 1969.

This song also appeared in an episode of the TV show "Scrubs." It was sung by the hospital employee a capella band in the 4th season episode "My Ocardial Infarction."

My goodness, folks. Aren't we glad to learn stuff like this?

Good Morning WA2K.


Lovely Van Gogh painting, Letty, but - and, who cares - because Vincent's such a great guy - it was Theo Van Gogh, film director, who was born on this day. (Vincent was born in March .

And let's wish a Happy 46th to Woody Harrelson ( so funny in The Prairie Home Companion movie) and 39th to Philip Seymour Hoffman (I thought he was superb as Capote):

Well, there's our Raggedy, folks, with a marvelous duo. Sheeze, PA, did I get it wrong again? Nah, I'm blaming it all on google.

Also thought that Theo was Vincent's brother. Our dys set me straight on a lot about Van Gogh and the ear bit.

Hey, puppy, is that Philip Hoffman the one who did Capote in the explanation of the two guys who were hanged in his book In Cold Blood?

Great movie, folks, and absolutely honest.

Here's one in honor of Woody

Theme from Cheers.

Making your way in the world today
Takes everything you've got;
Taking a break from all your worries
Sure would help a lot.
Wouldn't you like to get away?

All those nights when you've got no lights,
The check is in the mail;
And your little angel
Hung the cat up by its tail;
And your third fiance didn't show;


Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to be where you can see,
Our troubles are all the same;
You want to be where everybody knows your name.

Roll out of bed, Mr. Coffee's dead;
The morning's looking bright;
And your shrink ran off to Europe,
And didn't even write;
And your husband wants to be a girl;

Be glad there's one place in the world
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to go where people know,
People are all the same;
You want to go where everybody knows your name.

Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
(fade out)

Arthur Treacher
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Birth name Arthur Veary Treacher
Born July 23, 1894
Brighton, East Sussex,
England
Died December 14, 1975 age 81
Manhasset, New York
United States

Arthur Veary Treacher (July 23, 1894 - December 14, 1975) was an actor born in Brighton, East Sussex, England. He was a veteran of World War I.

After the war he established a stage career and in 1928 he went to America as part of a musical-comedy revue called Great Temptations. He began his film career in the 1930s, which included a role in two different Shirley Temple films: Heidi and The Little Princess. Treacher filled the role of the ideal butler, and he portrayed P.G. Wodehouse's perfect valet character Jeeves in two movies, Thank You, Jeeves (1935) and Step Lively, Jeeves (1936). He also played a valet or butler in several other films including: Personal Maids, Mister Cinderella, Bordertown, and Curly Top.

Treacher played the role of Constable Jones in Mary Poppins and made many guest appearances on U.S. television, in addition to being Merv Griffin's announcer and sidekick on the The Merv Griffin Show in the mid-1960s and early-1970s ("...and now, here's the dear boy himself, Meeeer-vin!")

Arthur Treacher's Fish and Chips was a popular restaurant chain in the 1970s named after him, which continues to exist, although with fewer locations than in the past.

Michael Wilding (actor)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia



Born July 23, 1912
Westcliff-on-Sea, Essex, England
Died July 8, 1979, aged 66
Chichester, West Sussex, England

Michael Wilding (July 23, 1912 - July 8, 1979) was an English actor.

Born in Westcliff-on-Sea, Essex, England, Wilding was a successful commercial artist when he joined the art department of a London movie studio in 1933. He soon embarked on an acting career.

He appeared in numerous British motion pictures, often opposite Anna Neagle, but had a less productive career in Hollywood. Some of his most memorable screen performances are in Sailors Three (1940), In Which We Serve (1942), Piccadilly Incident (1946), Spring in Park Lane (1948), Hitchcock's Stage Fright (1950) and The World of Suzie Wong (1960).

Wilding had four wives, Kay Young (married 1937-divorced 1951), actress Elizabeth Taylor (married 1952-divorced 1957), Susan Neill (married 1958-divorced 1962), and actress Margaret Leighton (married 1964-her death 1976).

He and Taylor had two sons, Michael Howard Wilding (born January 6, 1953) and Christopher Edward Wilding (born February 27, 1955).

In the 1960s, he was forced to cut back on his movie appearances due to illness. His last appearance was in an uncredited, non-speaking cameo in Lady Caroline Lamb (1972), which co-starred his last wife, Margaret Leighton.

Michael Wilding died at age 66 in Chichester, West Sussex, due to head injuries suffered from a fall down a flight of stairs during an epileptic seizure. His body was cremated and the ashes were scattered.

Woody Harrelson
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia



Birth name Woodrow Tracy Harrelson
Born July 23, 1961 (1961-07-23) (age 46)
Midland, Texas, USA
Spouse(s) Laura Louie (m. Jan. 11 1998, present) 3 children
Nancy Simon (m. Jun. 29 1985 div. 1986)
Notable roles Mickey Knox in Natural Born Killers
Woody Boyd in Cheers
Billy Hoyle in White Men Can't Jump
Larry Flynt in The People vs. Larry Flynt
Academy Awards

Nominated: Best Actor in a Leading Role (1996) for The People vs. Larry Flynt
Emmy Awards

Won: Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Comedy Series (1982) for Cheers
Golden Globe Awards

Nominated: Best Actor (1996) for The People vs. Larry Flynt
Woodrow Tracy "Woody" Harrelson (born July 23, 1961) is an American Emmy Award winning and Academy Award nominated actor.

Although he is best known for his role as Woody Boyd in the popular 1980s sitcom Cheers, he has also earned acclaim for his roles in films such as as Natural Born Killers, The People vs. Larry Flynt and, recently, A Prairie Home Companion.





Early life

Harrelson was born in Midland, Texas, to Charles Voyde Harrelson and Diane Lou Oswald, who divorced in 1964; he has two brothers, Jordan and Brett, the latter of whom is a professional motorcycle racer. Harrelson grew up in Lebanon, Ohio, with his mother. Harrelson attended Lebanon High School and later Hanover College in Indiana, becoming a member of the Sigma Chi Fraternity, and receiving a Bachelor of Arts in Theater Arts and English in 1983.


Career

After graduation, Harrelson moved to New York City. In 1985, he was cast as the naive but genial Midwestern bartender Woody Boyd on the television series Cheers, and won an Emmy for the role. His first film was 1986's Wildcats with Goldie Hawn. Harrelson became friends with Wesley Snipes and starred with him in the box-office hits Money Train and White Men Can't Jump. He appeared in mostly minor roles until he starred in Robert Redford's Indecent Proposal in 1993, a role which helped open doors for Harrelson in the film industry.

In 1994 Harrelson starred in his best known role to date, Mickey Knox in Oliver Stone's Natural Born Killers. During this time he also starred in the Farrelly brothers cult classic Kingpin. In 1996, he starred in the title role of the controversial film The People vs. Larry Flynt, for which he received a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Actor. Following this performance Harrelson went to star in films such as Wag the Dog, Edtv, The Thin Red Line and Palmetto.

More recently, he had a fairly long run on the NBC sitcom Will & Grace as Grace's love interest Nathan and played FBI agent Stan in 2004's After the Sunset. His most recent films are A Prairie Home Companion and A Scanner Darkly, which were released in June and July of 2006, respectively.


Personal life

In 1985, Harrelson married Nancy Simon, daughter of playwright Neil Simon, in Tijuana. The two intended to divorce the following day, but the storefront marriage/divorce parlor was closed when they had returned to it, and the two remained married for ten months.[1] On January 11, 1998, Harrelson married Laura Louie, his former assistant and a co-founder of Yoganics, an organic food delivery service.[2] The couple, who have been together since 1990, have three daughters, Deni Montana (born March 5, 1993), Zoe Giordano (born September 22, 1996), and Makani Ravello (born June 3, 2006). When announcing Makani's birth, the couple referred to the three as their "goddess trilogy."[3]

Harrelson's father, Charles Harrelson, was a freelance hitman. He was accused of murdering a Texas businessman when Woody was just seven years old and was convicted of the crime six years later. When Harrelson was in college, his father received two life term sentences for the killing of a federal judge. His father died in prison of a heart attack on March 15, 2007.[4]


Activist work

Harrelson is a supporter and activist for the legalization of marijuana and hemp in the US. [5] On June 1, 1996, he was arrested in Kentucky after he symbolically planted four hemp seeds to challenge state law that failed to distinguish between industrial hemp and marijuana. Harrelson won the case.

Harrelson is also an environmental activist. He once climbed the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco with members of North Coast Earth First! group to unfurl a banner that said, "Hurwitz. Aren't ancient redwoods more precious than gold?" in protest of MAXXAM/Pacific Lumber CEO Charles Hurwitz, who once stated, "He who has the gold, makes the rules". [6] Harrelson, an ethical vegan and raw foodist, has also denounced animal experiments in the cosmetics industry.

He has travelled the American West Coast on a bike and domino caravan with a hemp oil-fueled biodiesel bus (the subject of the independent documentary, Go Further) and has narrated the documentary Grass. Harrelson briefly owned an oxygen bar in West Hollywood called "O2". He is also a peace activist and has often spoken publicly against the 2003 invasion of Iraq.