WA2K Radio is now on the air

Elliott Gould
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia



Birth name Elliott Goldstein
Born August 29, 1938 (1938-08-29) (age 69)
Brooklyn, New York, United States
Spouse(s) Barbra Streisand (1963-1971)
Jennifer Bogart (1973-1976, 1978-1979)
[show]Awards
Academy Awards
Nominated: Best Supporting Actor
1969 Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice
BAFTA Awards
Nominated: Best Actor
1971 MASH
1971 Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice
Golden Globe Awards
Nominated: Best Actor - Motion Picture Musical/Comedy
1971 MASH

Elliott Gould (born Elliott Goldstein on August 29, 1938) is an Academy Award-nominated American actor. He became known during the 1970s, having starred in many Hollywood films, and has since continued appearing in supporting roles.




Biography

Early life

Gould was born in Brooklyn, New York to Jewish immigrants from Eastern Europe.[1][2] His mother, Lucille Raver, sold artificial flowers to beauty shops, and his father, Bernard Goldstein, worked in the garment business.[3] He graduated from the Professional Children's School.


Career

Gould was one of the most prominent American film actors in the early-1970s, best known for playing Trapper John in Robert Altman's satirical 1970 film MASH. Time magazine placed him on one of its covers in 1970, when he was at the brief height of his long career, calling him a "star for an uptight age". Other notable film roles include Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice (which earned him an Oscar nomination), A Bridge Too Far, Capricorn One, and The Lady Vanishes. Gould joined such distinguished company as Humphrey Bogart and Robert Mitchum when he played the detective Philip Marlowe in Altman's 1973 film The Long Goodbye. He hosted Saturday Night Live six times, his final time being the first episode of the disastrous Jean Doumanian season (season 6) in November of 1980, where he was shocked to find that the original cast and producer had left and a new cast and producer had taken their place. He has never hosted after that, but has appeared in a season 16 (1990-1991) episode hosted by Tom Hanks where Hanks is welcomed into the Five-Timers club, a society for celebrities who have hosted SNL five times or more. Also in 1980, Gould filmed two movies for Disney studios, The Last Flight of Noah's Ark and The Devil and Max Devlin, in which he co-starred with Bill Cosby.

Gould's Broadway theatre credits include Irma La Douce, Say, Darling, I Can Get It for You Wholesale (in which he met Barbra Streisand), Drat! The Cat!, and Little Murders.

His career slowed down after a series of critical and commercial flops in the mid-to-late 1970s, but he has remained steadily employed in supporting and character roles in television and movies. He starred in a sitcom called E/R in 1984-1985, and had a recurring guest role on Friends as Jack Geller, the father of Monica and Ross Geller.

Gould received critical praise for his role as an aging mobster in Warren Beatty's 1991 film Bugsy. In addition, he appeared in American History X as the boyfriend of Edward Norton's character's mother. He also co-starred in the popular "caper" film Ocean's Eleven (2001), and it's sequels: Ocean's Twelve (2004), and Ocean's Thirteen (2007).


Personal life

Gould has said that he has a "very deep Jewish identity".[4] He has been married three times, twice to the same person:

Barbra Streisand (March 21, 1963 - July 9, 1971) (divorced) 1 child, Actor Jason Gould
Jennifer Bogart (December 8, 1973 - 1976) (divorced) 2 children
Jennifer Bogart (June 9, 1978 - 1979) (separated)

Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most
of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses
on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him
rather frail, and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad
breath.
This made him...(Oh, man, this is so bad, it's
good).... A super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis

Hey, hawkman. You have graced us with a lot of celeb's today, Boston, and we know you have completed them all when you leave us with one of the best puns that I have ever heard. Love it.

As usual, will wait for Miss Raggedypuppy to delight us with her montage of famous faces, but until then, two wonderful songs.

The first we will dedicate to our p.p. of PA, because she loves Bing.

The second is to Bird Parker, and is a beautiful jazz ballad that I love. Hope you listeners do as well.

From Bing to Raggedyaggie

And a memory of Charlie Parker


The bells of St. Mary's
Ah! hear they are calling
The young loves, the true loves
Who come from the sea

And so, my beloved
When red leaves are falling
The love bells shall ring out
Ring out for you and me

The birdman

If I should lose you
The stars would fall from the skies
If I should lose you
The leaves would wither and die

The birds in Maytime
Would sing a lonely refrain
And I would wander around
Hating the sound of rain

With you beside me
No wind in winter would blow
With you beside me
A rose would bloom in the snow

I gave you my love
But I was living a dream
And living would seem in vain
If I lost you

Well Miss Letty I hope you don't think I'll refrain from a refrain..........


From High Society

Song: NOW YOU HAS JAZZ

Bing Crosby and Louis Armstrong

as DEXTER and ARMSTRONG:

Gentlefolk of Newport
Or should I say "hats and cats,"
Please lend an ear
That ye all may hear
Some shimmering sharps and flats.
For those cozy virtuosi,
Known as "hipsters" to the trade,
Wish to show you now
Precisely how
Jazz music is made.

Take some skins,
Jazz begins,
Take a bass
Steady pace,
Take a box,
One that rocks,
Take a blue horn New Orleans-born.
Take a stick
With a lick,
Take a bone,
Dixie-grown,
Take a spot,
Cool and hot,
Now you has jazz jazz jazz, jazz, jazz.

Now you has,
Now you has,
Now you has,
Now you has,
Now you has,
Now you has,
Now you has jazz, jazz, jazz, jazz, jazz, jazz,
Now you
Has,
Now you
Has,
Now you
Has,
Now you has jazz, jazz, jazz, jazz, jazz.

Jazz,
Jazz,
Jazz,
Jazz,
Jazz,
Jazz,
Now you has jazz,
Now you has jazz,
Now you has jazz.

EXTRA REFRAIN
If you sail
Over the sea,
Take my tip
They're all molto hip
In Italy.
As for France,
B'lieve it or not,
Frenchmen all
Prefer what they call
"Le Jazz Hot."
Take a plane
Go to Siam,
In Bangkok
Today, 'round the clock,
They have a jam.
Indians on
The Amazon
Beat one bar
And all of 'em are
Gone, man, gone.
From the Equator
Up to the Pole,
Through the air
You hear ev'rywhere
Rock and roll.
From the East
Out to the West,
Jazz is king,
'Cause jazz is the thing
Folks
Dig
Best.

Wow! Great Mr. Bob, I had forgotten that movie, buddy. For a moment there I thought that you meant Dexter Gordon. Here's another, then.


Song: HIGH SOCIETY CALYPSO


Music: Cole Porter
Lyrics: Cole Porter
Premiere: 1956

ARMSTRONG:
Just dig that scenery floatin' by.
we're now approachin' Newport Rhode 1.
We've been forever in Variety.
But Cholly Knickerbocker, now we're goin' to be

ALL:
In high, High-So-,
High So-ci,
High So-ci-ety.

ARMSTRONG:
I wanna play for my former pal-
He runs the local jazz festival.
His name is Dexter and he's good news,
But sumpin' kinda tells me that he's nursing' the blues

ALL:
In high, High-So-,
High So-ci,
High So-ci-ety.

ARMSTRONG:
He's got the blues 'cause his wife, alas,
Thought writin' songs was beneath his class,
But writin' songs he'd not stop, of course,
And so he flew to Vegas for a quicky divorce.

ALL:
In high, High-So-,
High So-ci,
High So-ci-ety.

ARMSTRONG:
To make him sadder, his former wife
Begins tomorrow a brand new life.
She started lately a new affair
And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square.

ALL:
In high, High-So-,
High So-ci,

High So-ci-ety.

ARMSTRONG:
But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch,
To stop that weddin' and kill that match.
I'll not toot my trumpet to start the fun,
And play in such a way that she'll come back to you, son,

ALL:
In high, High-So-,
High So-ci,
High So-ci-ety.

So you vanted to know who the other vaunted singer vas? Frank Sinatra that's who. Here he is with Celeste Holm (no not home).


Song: WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLIONAIRE?


MIKE:
Who has an itch
To be filthy rich?

LIZ:
Who gives a hoot
For a lot of loot?

MIKE:
who longs to live
A life of perfect ease?

LIZ:
And be swamped by necessary luxuries?

MIKE:
Who wants to be a millionaire?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Have flashy flunkeys ev'rywhere?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants the bother of a country estate?

LIZ:
A country estate is something I'd hate!

MIKE:
Who wants to wallow in champagne?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants a supersonic plane?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants a marble swimming pool too?

LIZ:
I don't.

BOTH:
And I don't
'Cause all I want is you.

MIKE:
Who wants to be a millionaire?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
And have uranium to spare?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants to journey on a gigantic yacht?

LIZ:
Do I want a yacht?
Oh, how I do not!
Who wants a fancy foreign car?

MIKE:
I don't.

LIZ:
Who wants to tire of caviar?

MIKE:
I don't.

LIZ:
Who wants a private landing field too?

MIKE:
I don't.

BOTH:
And I don't.
'Cause all I want is you.

MIKE:
Who wants to be a millionaire?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
And go to every swell affair?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants to ride behind a liv'ried chauffeur?

LIZ:
A liv'ried chauffeur
Do I want? No sir!

MIKE:
Who wants an opera box, I'll bet?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
And sleep through Wagner at the Met?

LIZ:
I don't.

MIKE:
Who wants to corner Cartier's too?

LIZ:
I don't.

BOTH:
And I don't,
'Cause all I want is you.

Sheeeze, Bob. MSN keeps hijacking our radio waves. Let me try again.

I vant to be alone. That's all that Greta really said.

Now I remember that Grace Kelly was in that movie, High Society, hawkman. Recently, TV is running, "Was Princess Diana really Murdered", but I really don't care to watch it.

Was Princess Grace really murdered?

Val Kilmer also did The Saint, and it's one of the few movies starring that man that I truly did not enjoy.

This has been an interview segment of WA2K radio, folks.

Now back to the music.

Here's Billie Jean by Michael J. (limited lyrics)

Billie Jean Is Not My Lover
She's Just A Girl Who says That I Am The One
But The Kid Is Not My Son
She Says I Am The One, But The Kid Is Not My Son

[3rd Verse]
For Forty Days And Forty Nights
The Law Was On Her Side
But Who Can Stand When She's In Demand
Her Schemes And Plans
'Cause We Danced On The Floor In The Round
So Take My Strong Advice, Just Remember To Always Think Twice
(Do Think Twice)

[4th Verse]
She Told My Baby That's A Threat
As She Looked At Me
Then Showed A Photo Of A Baby Cries
Eyes Would Like Mine
Go On Dance On The Floor In The Round, Baby

[Bridge]
People Always Told Me Be Careful Of What You Do
And Don't Go Around Breaking Young Girls' Hearts
She Came And Stood Right By Me
Then The Smell Of Sweet Perfume
This Happened Much Too Soon
She Called Me To Her Room

[Chorus]
Billie Jean Is Not My Lover
She's Just A Girl Who says That I Am The One
But The Kid Is Not My Son
Billie Jean Is Not My Lover
She's Just A Girl Who Claims That I Am The One
But The Kid Is Not My Son
She Says I Am The One, But The Kid Is Not My Son
She Says I Am The One, But The Kid Is Not My Son
Billie Jean Is Not My Lover
She's Just A Girl Who Claims That I Am The One
But The Kid Is Not My Son
She Says I Am The One, But The Kid Is Not My Son
She Says I Am The One, She Says He Is My Son
She Says I Am The One
Billie Jean Is Not My Lover
Billie Jean Is Not My Lover
Billie Jean Is Not My Lover
Billie Jean Is Not My Lover
Billie Jean Is Not My Lover
Billie Jean Is Not My Lover

Okay, Michael. We've heard enough.

Good afternoon WA2K.

Thank you for Bing's bells song (birthday celeb Ingrid, one of my favorites, was in that movie, too) and for the high society tunes. My favorite song from that movie is True Love, just cause I'm a romantic.

And away we go:
Barry Sullivan; George Montgomery, Charlie Parker, Richard Attenborough; Dinah Washington, Elliott Gould, Michael Jackson and Ingrid Bergman.

Somehow, puppy, I knew that you would pick Grace and Bing's True Love.

Great photo's today, PA, and finally, I recognize Barry Sullivan. That's where I got the idea of Val Kilmer.

Well, why not, folks. Let's hear the one and the only "As Time Goes By."

another Diana, folks, but this one is a Krall.

You must remember this
A kiss is still a kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by

And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you."
On this you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by

Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate
Woman needs man
And man must have his mate
On this you can deny

It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by

Where in the world did the word "woo" originate?

woo (v.)
O.E. wogian, of uncertain origin and with no known cognates; perhaps related to woh, wog- "bent, inclined," as with affection.

Now where in the world did "woh" and "wog" originate? (I think we better stop here.)

heh, heh. You're right, Raggedy. Don't want the FCC to notice us here on WA2K radio.

Saw somewhere that there was a connection between Elliot Gould and "The Long Goodbye", so let's hear one from The Boss.

Bruce Springsteen



My soul went walkin' but I stayed here
Feel like I been workin' for a thousand years
Chippin' away at this chain of my own lies
Climbin' a wall a hundred thousand miles high
Well I woke up this morning on the other side
Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye

Same old faces it's the same old town
What once was laughs is draggin' me now
Wailin' on rain hangin' on for love
Words of forgiveness from some God above
Ain't no words of mercy comin' from on high
Oh no just a long goodbye
Yeah yeah just one long goodbye

Well I went to leave twenty years ago
Since then I guess I been packin' kinda slow
Sure did like that admirin' touch
Guess I like'd it a little too much

The moon is high and here I am
Sittin' here with this hammer in hand
One more drink oughta ease the pain
Starin' at that last link in the chain
Well let's raise our glass and let this hammer fly
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye

just coming back from a four-hour boat tour on the st. lawrence river , i notice it was SIESTA TIME on a2k !
to get you going , join me in the volga boatmen song _
and put a little muscle into it !

hbg, I adore Russian music. Incidentally, Canada, we switch our radio station to FM when people are working or taking a siesta.

I remember that song, and here's one based on this odd instrument.



"At The Balalaika"

At the Balalaika
Where there is magic in the sparkling wine,
And mellow music in the candles' shine
I have a rendezvous!
At the Balalaika,
Who knows what ecstasy tonight may bring,
What lovely melody my heart may sing,
Before the night is through,
I hear a violin, a haunting gypsy violin
And when it sighs its strangely tender song
I know that I belong at the Balalaika
Oh let me linger there till break of day
Where hearts are young, and balalaikas play
I have a rendezvous!

Still searching for the music to Meadowland. I know that is Russian

Harry Belafonte
Bally Mena


Bally Mena, Bally Mena, Bally Mena in the harbor
Bally Mena, Bally Mena, Bally Mena in the harbor
Bring the Bally Mena to the dock
And paint the Bally Mena black
Bring the Bally Mena to the dock
And paint the Bally Mena black

Brothers we were and brothers we'll be
I till the soil and you sail the sea
To the ship Bally Mena you gave your best
But a raging sea laid your soul to rest

Bally Mena, Bally Mena, Bally Mena in the harbor
Bally Mena, Bally Mena, Bally Mena in the harbor
Bring the Bally Mena to the dock
And paint the Bally Mena black
Bring the Bally Mena to the dock
And paint the Bally Mena black

No more to hear, to hear the tale
Of how you tamed a mighty whale
And the girl who waited so patiently
Will walk no more by the sea

Bally Mena, Bally Mena, Bally Mena in the harbor
Bally Mena, Bally Mena, Bally Mena in the harbor
Bring the Bally Mena to the dock
And paint the Bally Mena black
Bring the Bally Mena to the dock
And paint the Bally Mena black

Well, edgar. I was searching for a movie starring Denzel Washington called The Mighty Quinn, and came across this Bob Dylan song. Odd, all day long I have been having irresistible impulses, and now this discovery.


Ev'rybody's building the big ships and the boats,
Some are building monuments,
Others, jotting down notes,
Ev'rybody's in despair,
Ev'ry girl and boy
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
Ev'rybody's gonna jump for joy.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.

I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet,
But guarding fumes and making haste,
It ain't my cup of meat.
Ev'rybody's 'neath the trees,
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.

A cat's meow and a cow's moo, I can recite 'em all,
Just tell me where it hurts yuh, honey,
And I'll tell you who to call.
Nobody can get no sleep,
There's someone on ev'ryone's toes
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.

I'm not sure that Dylan ever did a studio recording of that song. Somebody like Manfred Mann had a hit with it. I have a few live recordings of Dylan doing it, possibly with The Band.

well, edgar, I trust you implicity on Bob Dylan facts.

Here are some other interesting theories, folks.

According to forensic experts, Beethoven may have been killed by his doctor who gave him large amounts of lead to ease his illness.

Most scientists now agree, however, that Napoleon was not murdered by French royalists using arsenic, but died of stomach cancer.

Funny song to match, folks.


Aerosmith


Do you like good boogie
Like the real boogie woogie
Hear the juke box singin'
Get the dance hall swingin'
Won't you grab my shaker
Got to meet your maker
Get out the lead
Get out of bed
Get The Lead Out
(Get ready), I'll show you my fist
(Get ready), take hold of my wrist
(Get ready), we really can't miss
(Get ready)
Hey good lookin'
What cha got there cookin'
You a young spring chicken
Make your feet start kickin'
no no, no no, no no, no no
Oh, hey good lookin'
What cha got there cookin'
You a young spring chicken
Make your feet start kickin'
Boot it out, dance without me

Love it!

letty :
is this the MEADOWLAND you are looking for ?




btw IVAN REBROFF is a german chap by the name of HANS-ROLF RIPPERT - much loved by mrs h

I don't think that's the one, hbg, but it doesn't matter, 'cause I like your lyrics.

Actually, hamburger, I think the one I am thinking of is an instrumental. It's all in a minor key and my brother-in-law made up his own words to it while he held his first born child and sang it to her.